Eh-hem. I hate to be a party pooper as we celebrate our nations "accomplishment" of supporting the first female presidential candidate for the democratic nominee. I could celebrate this gender victory were it not for the fact that I do not have amnesia....
September 11, 2012 keeps me aware of the requirement I need from my next commander in chief.
Loyalty.
Chris Stevens might hope we remember to elect a leader who unequivocally supports our men and women in uniform, selflessly defending our interests and ambassadors abroad. I hope we elect a patriot who doesn't respond with "what difference does it make?! How it happened! They're dead!" when questioned about 13 hours in a decision room bunker.
Who do you want on the other end of that 3 a.m. phone call? How about the American leader who mans up, sends the necessary air cover, which is eagerly standing by, ready to go, and minutes away; instead of turning a blind eye while shit hits the fan and a stellar propaganda film is produced in the streets of Benghazi. The commander in chief is accountable thus a "not me" response doesn't fly either.
I ain't sayin she's alone. I'm saying she needs to convince a Vet -- not a woman.
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