I just wanna tell y’all, if you’re not following @peanut_brigade, you’re missing all the really quality Carter content.

I asked for and received the Carter fried catfish recipe, and I don’t know how I lived to 40 without it. https://twitter.com/peanut_brigade/status/1353767136821391360
Also, small fact:
Everybody knows I’m incurably Southern, and therefore I have ridiculous masses of plates hanging on my kitchen walls.

But did you know there’s a Carter Corner, where the presidential commemoratives go?

With a plate of Amy, holding Misty Malarky Ying Yang?
Did you also know I bought my Chevy V8 squarebody, Tallulah Mayhayley, because she was as close as I could get to Brother Billy Carter’s famous Redneck Power (and keep it street legal)?
Did you know, fellow Millennials, that indeed, President Carter farmed peanuts, went to Annapolis, became a nuclear engineer, and then farmed some more peanuts?

Here’s me with a peanut bag, and our Georgia President with a short-handled shovel.
Folks like to say the Carter years were simpler times. It’s the “good ol days” fallacy. They were not simpler times. We just had a president willing to do the work.

Let’s talk, for example, about Spring 1979.

(Here’s me at the Carter Center, just to keep pics in the thread.)
March 26, 1979:

Peace Treaty between Egypt and Israel is signed. Here’s President Carter with Egyptian President Anwar Sadat, and Israeli Prime Minister Menachem Begin.

A diplomatic BFD.
Next day, March 27, 1979:
I show up here, naked and screaming (as is my way).
NEXT Day, March 28, 1979:
A partial meltdown of a reactor at Three Mile Island Nuclear Station in Pennsylvania caused a radiation leak.

It’s still the biggest accident at a US nuclear power plant.
3/26/1979: Carter is brokering historic peace in the Middle East.

3/28/1979: A nuclear reactor leaks radiation into Harrisburg, PA.

4/1/1979: James Earl Carter, Jr. switches into nuclear engineer mode, and goes ON SITE, because lives and livelihoods were threatened.
I’m not comparing Presidents 39 and 45, because that’s like comparing apples to roaches.

I’m saying what makes a person presidential is the willingness to Do The Thing. The diplomatic third rail, the radioactive hot zone. The hard and often dull work of governance.
Much of the administrative machinations of governance are just pitching metaphorical peanuts with a short-handled shovel. Hard work that breaks your back snd doesn’t stop.

But sometimes it is bold and terrifying and we have to have someone who doesn’t balk at the plate.
President Carter was not a perfect president, and ours is not a perfect country.

What we have is a nation that, on a good day, is doing its best. Righting wrongs, refining goals, expanding opportunities. Not a perfect country. But a *more perfect Union*, ever in progress.
What we had in President Carter, and what I hope to see in this and future presidents, is a willingness to try.

At no point in his public or personal life has Mrs. Lillian Gordy Carter’s eldest son ever said, “Nah, looks pretty hard. Not worth trying”.
I ran Georgia House of Representatives. I wanted very much to do my best for my neighbors and all Georgians.

Jimmy Carter knows what that’s like.

I also lost, very publicly, to someone who represents everything I find abhorrent.

Jimmy Carter knows what that’s like, too.
I don’t know if I’ll run again or not. Jimmy Carter wrote books and built furniture after his involuntary retirement; I’m writing a book and painting watercolors.

What I know, what I learned from him, is that whatever I do, I am not allowed to stop trying to do better.
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