This morning as I listened to the birds announcing dawn, I was reminded, again, of how much I love Spring. Just a few days ago, I awoke to the noise of honking horns, screaming sirens, and the sound of air traffic overhead. This morning as I awoke, I was serenaded by the music of nature! How beautiful!
I have been busy trying to get a few things done after our short trip away. Once again, I find myself spending way to much time in my executive office...the laundry room! Speaking of executive offices....while I was in New York, the President, having left his own Oval Office, was visiting New York! When in New York, the President stays at the Waldorf Hotel, which, as it happened was across the street, and 1/2 block down the road from where we were staying. Walking through the revolving doors on Tuesday mid-morning, you could feel the 'buzz about the street. By mid-day, sidewalks had been barricaded, roads had been blocked and you could actually stand alone on the sidewalk in front of my hotel! As I sat down at a nearby cafe for a bite to eat, I watched as the New York Police Force positioned itself for his arrival.The traffic was stopped--at a standstill--for nearly an hour. Pedestrians were not allowed to cross any of the four streets on any side of our hotel. People began to feel trapped, and the grumbling began. As I stood proudly awaiting the arrival of the President's motorcade, I listened, in sadness, as the comments began to unfold.
"Who does he think he is! He's just one man! What right does one man have to causing all of this rucus?!"
"I'll be so glad when this guy is out of office!"
"This is all for show! What an ego-maniac!"
Any time the comments were directed my way, I tried to suggest the real reason for such extravagant security measures: we live in a crazy world! Yes, it would be nice if the President of the United States could travel without the very real threat of an assassination attempt. Yes, I'm sure it is difficult to shut down the streets of New York for his arrival--but how much more difficult must it be to prevent the "shutting down" of a President's life.
By 2:30 p.m., we knew his arrival was imminent as the overhead helicopters were hovering. Soon, we all saw the ensuing arrival of police officers on motorcycles, a town car, and then, several black Suburbans (or the like) with heavily tinted windows...as they made their way to the designated gate of arrival. My excitement over this 'brush of fame' was only diminished by the sadness I felt over the lack of appreciation and respect for the highest office in our Country.
And then, yesterday morning as I was folding, yet, another load of laundry, I heard Barbara Walters commiserating about the barracades on The View. Turning the volume up, I sat at the center island of my kitchen and listened as this women of class, stooped to complaining about how she was personally inconvenienced by his arrival.
She called it her rant. Apparently, she lives nearby the Waldorf and was trying to walk back to her home during the barracade. She was held-up for 15 minutes, not allowed to cross the street to continue her walk home. Oh the shame of it all! Barbara Walters was delayed 15 minutes while the NYC Police Force did their job! How does such a smart woman rant...about such triviality? Hasn't she dined with the widow of JFK? Hasn't she interviewed the spouse (Nancy Regan) of another President whose life was threatened by the bullets of an assassin? Doesn't she have so much more to rant about....than a 15 minute delay!?????
(Taking a deep breath!)