My Favorite President

I wish I had a slice of bologna every time I've been asked "Tommy, who is your favorite president?" So I'll take this opportunity to once and for put an end to this burning question. It should come as no big surprise to the astute reader that my farovite president is Jimmy Carter. After all, we are a lot alike. 1) We both spent time down on the farm in our youths. 2) We are both considered to be very smart -- by some estimates, Carter had the highest IQ of any president and as for me, well, with all due humility, how many dogs do you know who blog? 3) We are both big believers in rights, Jimmy for the human variety, I for the canine variety. You can even see from the picture here that Jimmy is against Apartheid. He thinks all people should be friends and live happily together and who can be against that? and 4) Perhaps most remarkably, both Jimmy and I are non-violent.

I'd like to address this last comparison at some length, if I may. It's well known that when I go to the dog park, I try to keep a low profile and stay away from the aggressive and mean dogs. If they want to play ruff and I can't get away, then I'll roll over. Well, it was no different with Jimmy. When as a boy he was on the playground, the bullies would come over and push him around and put gum in his hair. But Jimmy wouldn't fight. Instead he would cite some school resolution against gum or whatever and when that would produce riotous laugher more taunts, he would run away vowing to take his complaints to the principal. Pretty smart strategy I'd say. And when Jimmy became president, he stayed true to himself. When the Ayatolla metaphorically lifted his leg and pee'd right on Jimmy's pant leg (well, in actuality, the Ayatolla took some hostages), Jimmy didn't want to fight and tried to reason with the Ayatolla. When that didn't work, Jimmy went crying to the UN. I was a little disappointed to learn that Jimmy was finally goaded into a little fight, but of course his heart wasn't in it and it didn't go so well for the US. Finally Jimmy returned to form and vowed to go to his room (well actually the Rose Garden) and not come out until the Ayatolla released the hostages. And let me point out, Jimmy's strategy worked! After he was voted out of office, the Ayatolla agreed to return the hostages and who was the first to greet their return? Why none other than my favorite president.

So there you have it. I wonder who your favorite president is. Please feel free to comment.