The past few weeks have seen a drastic change in national behavior. Just last week, Donald Trump was all over the airwaves, on a rampage about President Obama’s birth certificate.
He claimed he had sources on the ground with “shocking information” that he would soon reveal. Somehow, the entirety of the media could talk about nothing other than an over-hyped, half-baked conspiracy theory, all the while claiming to be annoyed with talking about it (apparently the hypocrisy of this was lost on the entire news media).
Then, the moment Obama earned an exception to a state law (the law keeping his long-form birth certificate under-wraps until now) he released his long-form birth certificate to the world and chided people for trying to distract from serious issues (debt reduction, the economy, etc.) with silly conspiracy theories.
Of course, plenty of people are still not convinced. Evidently, these people are unfamiliar with the C.I.A., the covert government agency that makes other covert government agencies shake in terror.
Part of their job is to vet presidential candidates, investigating every inch of any information on that person to try to determine if they are a foreign agent.
Sadly, most people who believe Obama wasn’t born in the United States cannot be convinced that he is, in-fact, a natural born citizen, no matter what facts are thrown at them. Still, the vast majority of Americans thought to themselves “finally, we can move past this nonsense, and get to talking about something of real substance.” Although, when they thought that, they probably didn’t have the royal wedding in mind.
Simply put, the royal wedding is something which no American, or really any person of any nationality, should care about.
So what if someone related to the head of an obsolete monarchy, which serves only as a national figurehead, is getting married? Japan suffered a massive nuclear meltdown! There is turmoil in the Middle East!
There are more important things to worry about in the world, people!
After that week-long obsession over inconsequential frivolities, it seemed as if we as a country were doomed to obsess over trivialities.
Then came the announcement on May 1st, late at night, that Osama Bin Laden had been found, shot, and killed.
Some may claim that our obsession over this fact is a continuation of our focusing on trivialities.
I will have to respectfully disagree. Now, I consider myself a reasonably level-headed person. I’m about the farthest thing away from nationalistic there is. Yet when I heard this news, I played the Ink Spots’ “I Don’t Want to Set the World on Fire,” and danced. This isn’t about a single man. This is about a small, bright light in a time of darkness. This is about giving people just a tiny bit of faith that their government and their armed forces can serve justice, even in these dark times. This is a symbol that our country can accomplish what we set out to do and follow through on our promise that we would find this son of a bitch and make him pay for what he did. For the first time in almost 10 years, we as a nation can feel the tiniest bit vindicated in making a claim as bold and wide sweeping as “mission accomplished.”