I don’t know how much sleep the President got, but I had to be out at LAX about three hours before him.
Just another day at the office for us news folks. A couple of security sweeps, a simple hand wanding and one more good sniff from the bad guy detecting K-9.
(I will be blowing up my shot of Air Force One.)
Nothing unusual happened. For what it was, this was about as routine an assignment as it gets.
The one thing that stands out in my mind actually happened later in the day.
I posted a few of my pictures on Facebook (like I normally do).
A friend of a friend (not a real friend, a Facebook Friend of a real friend) made some negative comments on the picture that pretty much showed how he feels about our President.
Nothing constructive. Just expressing his political views.
I didn’t know the guy, but hey, it is a free country.
I deleted the comment. I deleted his follow-up comment.
I respect political viewpoints and opinions that are not my own, but I thought it was rather rude to express those views to me as part of a political debate which I wasn’t trying to engage.
The photo was that cool front facing shot of Air Force One (see the first shot above).
If you want to express opinions on my photography or writing, I welcome the comments (it does get quiet in here at times).
If you want to make jokes that support your point of view, you might want to introduce yourself or find a forum that’s made for open expression. The things I post on Facebook are not a part of the democracy or your freedom.
It’s my world. It’s what I experience. Not that I expect it to interest anyone else, but it’s for the parts of my life that I voluntarily choose to share.
I’m polite and I expect the same.
I’m not your soapbox.
