As another Lame Cherry exclusive in matter anti matter.
When I think of the gyrating of Barack Obama across the globe in never ending hundreds of millions of dollars wasted to the Trump sojourn in funding his golf courses with his presidential visits, I am disgusted by the waste.
It becomes hypocritical in the extreme for Obama to mock cloak himself with the Kennedy mantle or Abraham Lincoln, as John Kennedy never took a pay check from the government and Abraham Lincoln, this is the reality of Abraham Lincoln.
Abraham Lincoln plied his trade as President in the summer at the Old Soldiers Home in Maryland. The reason being Washington City was to repressively hot, that the evenings in Maryland in the shaded oaks was bearable in the summer.
President Lincoln's Cottage at the Soldiers' Home - Wikipedia
Today the property is leased by the National Trust for Historic Preservation through a cooperative agreement with the Armed Forces Retirement Home; and is managed by President Lincoln's Cottage at the Soldiers' Home, an independent 501(c)(3) charity. President Lincoln's Cottage opened to the public on February 18, 2008.
Every morning President Lincoln would ride on horse or carriage from Maryland to 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue. He was seen by Walt Whitman many days as the two nodded to each other but never met.
Abraham Lincoln was a man who could not be dressed by a tailor. He was walking bones, and his gait was one of flat footed steps which was more sloth like than human. He was not a handsome man nor did he cut a handsome figure, no matter where he was towering or where he was sprawled out in a room
Secretary of War Stanton had ordered cavalry unit to escort the President for his safekeeping. The boys though were always nagging the President to get to the front, as he did not need them.
Lincoln would console them that if they left, other troops would be called up from the front, so they were better off and safer where they were.
Onlookers were never impressed with the Presidential procession, as it was described more as troopers dressed in wounded veterans attire, mounted upon beef like looking horses that would be mistaken for cows.
With the thousands of horses slaughtered in the United States by the war, the mounts in Washington City for the President were not impressive, no more than his carriage, which was described once as a bathtub looking thing, old, worn out, and covered in mud.
That was the image of the United States to the world, and the President. It was quite humiliating, but it also did not cost a billion dollars, nor did it cost millions to operate daily. It was just Abraham Lincoln and his Ichabod Crane suits moving with stumpy horses that were more at home behind wood carts and milk carts.
The same was true of Washington City. Yes improvements had been made in a street car line and the Capitol had it's dome coming along, but the streets were a dust bowl with wind howling down them or a mud slide depending on the season. Whores roamed the avenues, brothels were overflowing and gambling houses lined the lower quarters. Libby Custer and her friend were once mistaken for prostitute as they walked down the street.
This was Lincoln, surrounded by grandeur and stye. He was still the westerner from Illinois with the same jargon and cadence of a high pitched Kentucky tenor. He simply was a poor man yet and a common man in one of the people. He never thought himself better than others, but did not think himself worse either.
Lincoln was a hard man with a soft heart. He was a man who would never be invited to a Trump resort or an Obama mansion on Martha's vineyard, as he was not their kind of folk. His words were far more eloquent than he ever was, and his bearing was never grand. He just was the saddest man in the room even when laughing.
I am not an apologist for Abraham Lincoln. I am though someone who knows that with all the Presidential pomp, and that includes the fraud of Jimmy Carter, that except for Ronald Reagan, none of them in the past century really were presidential, and the limos and jets were far more luxury than they ever reflected or deserved. Most of them would have been better fit with an old Chevy Lumina with a bumper falling off from having hit a deer and been waiting for the bus to drive them to London.
As you witness the millions heaped on all of these politicians in the waste and how undeserving they are, consider Abraham Lincoln who would not know what to do with a silk suit or an honor guard with brass buttons.
Nuff Said
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