....Has what it takes! It looks as if Fred Thompson is going to get in the race and I am glad about that. All I really know about him is that he is impressive. When he was fixing to leave the Senate and go back into entertainment and one vote made all the difference, he decided to stay. That is dedication. That is commitment. I wish with all my heart that he was not a victim of cancer. I know that it is something that can hit anyone at anytime and has nothing to do with the inner beliefs and workings of the individual’s belief. We have had a Vice President with a heart condition all these years. I will listen very closely to all he has to say. I will pay close attention to who might be his running mate. This will be an absolute critical choice.
From what little I know about Fred Thompson, I really do admire him. It takes guts to walk away from the Senate and it takes guts to walk away from TV. It seems Mr. Thompson married his sweetheart in his youth and it was what was then called a shotgun wedding. Maybe it is time for us to have someone that admits they were human all along. Thing is, he did the right thing. Back then it was a given that you were going to do that or the father of the girl was going to come after you with a shotgun. Thus the name. Who cares about that stuff now? Until recently, a woman could have a good old fashion fight with the father of the baby, wedding is off and baby is off too. Even if it is with the last thirty minutes before a natural birth. Somehow that was just more than I can stomach. You do not kill a full term baby. Not on my watch and stand before me on TV and call that supporting a woman's right to choose. I will choose the near born newborn every time. At that moment, my heart goes out to the most helpless among us. Somewhere we have got to take a stand. When President Clinton legalized partial birth abortion, I was appalled. I am frequently appalled with my President—that includes both parties. Doesn't make any difference to me. I know my duty as a human being and so as far as I am concerned, there is one completely innocent part in all this and that is the child who nearly uttered its first cry but only was silenced and given a burial. As far as burial, I don't know the requirement there. It used to be required to bury one after a certain gestation period. Who knows now and who has the stomach to research such a barbaric practice.
Fred Thompson stepped up to the plate and acted like a man. A plus to me. I was stunned to find out that he now has a new baby by his wife, only a few months old, and at Thompson’s age, I thought, wow. I then started thinking about what he might have for a goal, why he might run for President in spite of being a cancer survivor. You know, he could just retire and spend the rest of his life watching this baby grow.
I was in a May December marriage myself once. There is no love like it. It has it all; looking back I would never change that time. It left me a widow at about the age of De'on. He was a man much like Fred Thompson. I learned more from him in those few short years than I did all the rest of my life. If we could have had a child, I know I would have. I doubt he would have. But I do know that if he had been in the shoes of Mr. Thompson, he would have had one goal, and that would have been to move heaven and earth to leave the child of that union with a world as safe as possible. Mr. Thompson is a formable presence. Tall, big and articulate, and yes, sexy to the female eye, macho to the eye of the male. So I will watch him closely and give him more breaks than usual, because he has one big plus right now for me. I look at him and I think, hummm ... he could kick John Murtha's ass ... today I vote for Fred Thompson. A big man with proven abilities. I know he will SUPPORT THE TROOPS!
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