We the people, by the people.
When the Boston bombing trial dominated the media, its perpetrators, the Tsarnaev brothers, were associated with a geography scarcely known by Americans: Chechnya. If there was any examination in Chechnya’s history, rarely did it go beyond this: the bombers hailed from a Republic whose leader, Dudaev, had briefly made a bid for independence in 1992, the upshot of which was a catastrophic twenty-year-long war that decimated the local population.
Dear, Mr. President. You will have to forgive me as I have written to address very few famous people until now and don't quite know how to begin this.
The ten o'clock count had just been called and the guards were beginning their rounds. I stood up and started making my way from the common area to my cell when my friend Greg asked me if I had a razor blade he could use.
First: I hate politics. The rules seem to change and unless your memory from high school is spectacular or you keep up because you want or need to for a college course, it's difficult to know exactly where politicians stand.
Dear Donald J. Trump, As I write this I am in quarantine in my office at home. I have a comfortable daybed, a nice desk to write at and, of course, my laptop and all my books. What more could a girl like me want, am I right? Maybe a kiss from my daughter before she goes to sleep at night? Maybe the chance to sleep curled up next to my snoring husband? Maybe the chance to go to work so I can provide for my family? Unfortunately, those are things I cannot do at the moment at the risk of stopping my daughter from going back to in-school learning, or my husband from finishing the kitchen remodel he has been doing for an 80-year-old woman.
Hey Trump, I’m wondering, did you even try your best? I’m not American... I know but I still have an opinion. This is my opinion: I don’t believe as the 45th president of the United States truly did your best at “making America great again.” No offence but it was never “great.” It’s a place that needs tons of work done for the people and from the people! The USA is a place that needs their government to love its country with more than socially “allowed” actions. Meaning the love and care theseAmericans were supposed to receive did not happen because in my eyes the president of the United States just does not care for the issues of his Americans. Am I wrong?
Dear Mr. President, As much as I would like to have a word with you about your politics, I would like to talk to you instead about something I am confident you are much more interested in – your legacy.
Waking up from an extensive sleep, Wren stretches, heading into the kitchen. He grabs a glass of water, looks at the time and makes a call. Alarmed by the information acquired! He stand to his feet moving swiftly gets dressed and leaves his house quickly as humanly possible! Looking over his shoulder at every turn, he makes another call, setting up what is needed to carry out his plan. He then walks into a store and sees his face plastered on the news, listed as armed and dangerous, he runs into a nearby store, grabbing a hoodie to help hide his identity! Now that the information had gotten out quicker than he assumed it would, he heads back to his house to see to grab a few things! Rummaging through his things, he throws a few items in his backpack, grabs his piece and heads out! Jumping into a car, he heads north , weaving through traffic quickly, he has to stop abruptly as he hits rush hour traffic! He looks in his rear view and sees not one, but two cops behind him, looks to the right of him and sees two cops besides him as well. He notices that one cop is on his radio, both cops on the side of him, look over at him, throw on their lights and yell freeze, dont move! Frantic, the stolen car still running, he jumps out hopping on the hood of cars, attempting to escape, he runs between cars as the cops pursue him! Now out of the traffic, and onto the side walk, he takes off running full speed knocking people out of his way without any regard! As they gain on him, he picks up the pace reaching for his gun, reaching back he aims and fires two shots, landing one shot to the shoulder! Seeing that one of them has stopped grabbing his shoulder , then sees the other one go back to help him, he laughs, puts his gun away, and keeps running, heading around the corner. He climbs up a fire escape, notices a open window, looks down and sees someone else pursuing him.He then runs and climbs through the window, running quickly ,he sees a family watching TV. The father says hey get out of here, not paying him any attention, he runs out of the front door, into the hallway, moves through the hallway then down the stairs! He looks behind him and sees no one behind him! Reaching the street, seeing no one behind him, he swiftly walks until he gets to the subway, noticing someone following behind him. He takes off running again, jumps the turnstiles, knocking over a few people, stumbling a bit he regains his balance. Running looking ahead at the open doors to the train, he jumps onto the train! It takes off as the man pursuing him finally gets down the stairs! He laughs, catching his breathe, exhausted he takes a seat, until it stops..He gets off, looking both ways, steps off, pulls out his phone makes another quick phone call! Catching a taxi looking over his shoulder, he sees a gun pointed at the taxi! He ducks as the gun is fired, the back glass shatters as the taxi takes off! He tells the driver to head to the airport as quickly as he can! Looking behind him, he notices that they are still being followed, he raises his gun shooting out their tires, causing a massive pile up on the interstate behind them! Leaving them in the wind, zooming in and out of traffic, he flys in parking near the landing strip as he was instructed! He leaves him more than enough money to cover the fair, jumps out and heads onto the landing strip, where he sees a private jet waiting to take off! He runs towards the the plane when two me hop out in front of him! They draw their guns instructing him to freeze he stops! Doing what he is told, saying, "Ok I surrender!"They put their guns away, tell him that he is under arrest! They go to grab his arms, when he flips one onto the floor, plants his foot into the middle of his chest!He then pulls his guns shooting both of them in the leg, taking off towards the plane, runs up the stairs, the cops reach their guns, shooting at him, the door closes, he tells the pilot, it is time to go! He turns around and she says, "what took you so long baby!" He replies, "Just a few hiccups nothing I couldn't handle! As the plane goes to take off, police cars sirens approach getting louder and louder, the plane gains speed! He yells at the pilot" Go now!" As he plane begins to rise off of the ground, the cops begin to fire at the plane! The pilot averting the gun fire, The plane dissapears into the clouds! He sits down next to her kissing her as the plane ascends further and further into the air!