State of the Union: What's Missing?

The State of the Union speech is a piece of dreck that the Constitution seems to inflict on the President of the United States, ready or not.  Maybe not every week, but from time to time.  I am quite sure that George Washington (George I, if you are counting) did not give the speech in Prime Time, preempting far more informative or entertaining stuff.  Maybe, it started with TV.  More's the pity.

My favorite current President, The Big O (TBO, to his ADHD followers) gave his first one tonight.  I'm sure he said things no one has dared say before, chanted "jobs, jobs, jobs" twice and sang "Tiny Real Estate Bubbles" in Hawaiian. Maybe I was in the kitchen opening a box of wine.

Republicans must surely have very sore asses right now, but their hands were occupied with their Canadian Blackberry's getting cures from K-Street.  The Democrats applauded more and stood up, too, but wished they were having dinner with a lobbyist and his pretty blond escort.

TBO, in the end, was right.  Americans are not convinced.  We are pulling together, as if under water, all fifty states, a few territories, probably Puerto Rico.  There's one big hole, though.  If you look on Google Earth, you'll see it, stuck between Virginia and Maryland.  Aside from the Potomac and a couple thousand limos, it is simply empty, a void.

Try and count the number of useful Representatives and Senators, Justices and Presidents. Wait, let me try.  With both hands in my Honduran-fabricated pants pockets and my toes securely in some Indonesian-made sneakers.

Wow, that was quick.  I'm done.  How about you?