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These are truly the times to try men’s souls.
Society is caught in a web of political dynamics in a very divided status, influenced by a flawed president, where the moral fiber has reached a nadir, where “the least of these” chins are just above water — and then comes Harvey.
This storm, an attention-getter, somehow turned us away from the stress of a half-staffed government groping to govern. The president decided to go to Houston early, and that was a good decision. While there, he did not get it quite right and thus he planned another trip, taking his cues from the criticisms of the first trip.
The second trip excited my curiosity because this president has not sought to build upon mistakes, build bridges or ever offer an apology. If there ever was an opportunity to pivot, the second visit to a people in peril and a city in devastation was better than any other. As a critic of this administration, I wanted Donald Trump to be gentle, kind, nurturing, visionary and offer hope to flood ravaged people and their city.
I watched the president and first lady board Air Force One. While switching from one cable network to another hoping not to miss anything important, I caught a glimpse of Air Force One descending and landing on the airstrip. I found myself marveling at the majesty of the aircraft, with its American signs and symbols, its eight huge wheels across the center and the powerful engines strategically located to continue in flight if one or more falters. I experienced the bouncy of this great nation, The United States of America.
As the pilot brought the plane to slow roll and careened through two steep turns and stopped adjacent to the crowd awaiting the president, I was proud the be an American. As President Trump emerged to descend the stairs, I wanted him to turn around and look back at this great majestic American symbol and cry out “America! America! God shed his grace on thee and crown thy good with brotherhood from sea to shining sea.”
For there, in his face, was the unity he had spoken of in his campaign rallies. If only he could behold, with sincerity, what the American people handed him on Nov. 8, 2016, he might move this nation forward.
Nonetheless, I have concluded the second trip was a success. With Dr. Ben Carson on point, the president seemed to come out of a shell to meet and greet suffering people housed in a shelter. He talked to them, looking them in the face, and indicated that “I am the president of the United States and I have all the resources at my disposal” and “Believe me,” I am going to help you.
He hugged people, stopped and played with a child playing with toys, he kissed one on the forehead and reached down and lifted a few youngsters, holding them in his arms and cuddling them showing he really cared.
Hope had come to Houston.
On a scale of one to 10, President Donald Trump, on this occasion, is an eight.
In an unfortunate setting of utter despair created by a natural disaster, one can roleplay for merit points. I would not advise it. The future will bear witness to one’s sincerity or it will take whatever gains made.
The truth on the scaffold is the executive ordered status of the Dreamers by former President Obama. The wrong on the throne is Congress’ refusal to legislate this status into law.
The dim unknown would be shown on Tuesday. In this decision, Trump may add to his gains or he may lose his newly obtained merits. He says this decision weighs heavily on his heart. Many Americans, myself included, are pulling for the Dreamers.
Let me close by pointing out that there is a divine spirit lurking to and fro and forever keeping watch above his own.
George Leach is a Wilson resident and former teacher with a keen interest in local, state and national politics who serves as political action chairman of the NAACP’s Wilson branch.