|A diner in Vermont|
I don't have a TV in my apartment, so after Hebrew class I went straight to the gym, grabbed a machine near the flat-screen, and multi-tasked fitness and civics. There were a couple points during the broadcast where I kinda wanted to do a fist-pump or a cartwheel, but as I was on a treadmill in a public space, the former would have been weird and the latter, dangerous. So I refrained. And waited. And distilled my fist-pumps and cartwheels into this here letter:
Dear President Obama,
Excellent speech last night, sir. Leaving behind No Child Left Behind, investing in high-speed rail, reducing the deficit, vetoing earmarks, tax reform??
Mr. President, you are speaking my love language. Keep up the good work.
Your fellow American,