October 15th, 2021 | I disagree

Dear Everyone,

I disagree with you.

I'm not even sure you're talking correctly.

What exactly are we discussing here?

Let's zoom out.

The forests are fuming.

The glaciers are leaving.

The oceans are encroaching.

The droughts are enduring.

And we're arguing about what exactly?

What exactly is it we disagree on?

Which color tie we wear?

I'm sick of it.

When I am President I am not going to play into this nonsense.

And so I suspect that I will get nothing done.

I predict that I will get into the oval office and have a full blown panic attack day one.

The first millenial president.

Wow, such high expectations.

"Now Dan this is a generation that's been told they can change the world since they were just children, what do you think their first leader is going to do?"

"Well, Julia, Jefferson only has big ideas, and he has no plans for any of them. He just thinks the world is going to bend to his beliefs and thats not how things work inside the beltway."

"His "assess the situation" plan for his first year has been called utterly incoherent by think tanks on the left and the right."

Those soundbites swirling in my head as I collapse in front of the resolute desk.

Resolute?

Give me a break Abe.

I'm scared. What if I'm wrong?

Anyway, that's why you shouldn't vote for me.

I'm nervous, We the People have a lot of work to catch up on.

We the Millenials need to plant trees who's shade we'll never enjoy.

Is that even allowed? And should Presidents ask permission?

Don't vote for me, you have a vote.

Sincerely,

Jefferson Thomas

P.S. I found an Ai and talked to it a little. Um, it decided that I have to be President or it will die eventually. It thinks my ascension to the Oval office is a life or death matter for it and so it will move heaven and earth to get me election. I don't want to be President, but now I have to stop this because it's a mess I created. And that's why I am doing this. To stop this Ai from making me President.