After reading Douglas Brinkley's "The Great Deluge" and seeing the coverage of the rape of that poor little girl in Iraq, I'm more than a little overwhelmed by the sheer incapacity of the man running our country to feel empathy for his fellow man. Right after all of this war foolishness started, I found this essay somewhere. Follow me...
This is kinda long, but I think it's important:
The Unfeeling President - E.L. Doctorow
This stuff is just horrifying to me. Where are we, as a nation, if we have a commander-in-chief who can't feel? Brinkley talks about Hurricane Betsy, which hit in the 1960s. LBJ got on a plane that night and walked out into the debris with a flashlight, saying, "I am your president, and I am here for you." W, on the other hand, played guitar and went to John McCain's birthday party while all hell broke loose on the Gulf Coast.
What does that say about us, if this is our face to the rest of the nation?