I am promising you a rose garden
It's hard to have a rose garden when you plop a giant cement slab in the middle and decorate it with lawn furniture and patio umbrellas bought at a Kmart Blue Light Special back in the late 60s...maybe early 70s - I don't know. I do know its a hideous site and I promise, if elected, to bring the rose garden back.
The focal point for the new Rose Garden that will replace the present Kmart Blue Light Special version will be a bed of General Washington roses on the right side of the entrance as you exit the White House into the garden and a bed of Mr. Lincoln Roses on the left. Washington and Lincoln are often cited as our top two presidents ever: Washington held our newly formed nation together and defined what a president should be; Lincoln held our nation together during its darkest hour and clearly defined what "All men are created equal" really means, or at least what it ought to mean.
Both roses greeting visitors as they enter the garden would be a pleasing experience. Both are very fragrant. If Heaven had a distinctive smell, it would have to be that of a rose. Both are red, symbolic of the blood shed to form this great country. The General Washington rose is bright red, bright being the hope of a better future for all people who were about to become part of The Great American Experiment. The Mr. Lincoln rose is a solemn red tinged with black, colors reflecting a period where The Great American Experiment nearly failed and the stain of slavery will forever be left behind, unless we move forward past the very human nature of holding prejudices.
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I can see the rose honoring him now: a nearly leafless, extremely unkempt bush twice as wide as tall and sporting tiny, dog vomit yellow flowers to match the current patio umbrellas in the garden. The fragrance will be the first rose ever smelling like a strong, rich blend of sewage plant and garbage truck with a dash of a skunk to add depth to the aroma. It will be the strongest smell any human nose has sniffed in history.
Being unfit for the White House rose garden, perhaps I can get approval to designate a small plot of land at the entrances of the Capitol and the US Supreme Court as an extension of the White House rose garden. The White House Squatter rose will be planted there as a reminder of what happens when those revered institutions let a president do their job for them.
The remaking of the rose garden with the extensions at the Capitol and the US Supreme Court will be symbolic of my promise to the People. The stink and corruption that reached its logical conclusion with the current White House Squatter will come to an end. Every morning when I step out into the rose garden to enjoy my morning cup of tea, I will have General Washington on my right reminding me what a President should be and I'll have Mr. Lincoln on my left reminding me what will be if I don't listen to General Washington.
And there, gentle voters, is the rose garden I promise you. A return to the Great American Experiment where you, the People - all People, not just the rich White ones - drive the Great American Experiment to its logical conclusion, a conclusion where the people live free untethered to the demands of the ruling class, and the ruling class bow before the People before deciding what is good for them.
And I'll grow that rose garden with the dollar bills of the People, while the corporate and wealthy tens, even hundreds, of thousands of dollar bills will end up in the compost pile.
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