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In theory, there are only two qualifications needed to run for President of the United States: you should be 35 years of age and a natural born U.S. citizen. But what else does one need to be a contender? Whether you're an elephant or a donkey, or whatever animal may be associated with an independent candidate, this book is the key to finding out if you're cut out for the job. &break;&break;So You Want to Be President? Takes you from choosing your party affiliation, through the primaries and ultimately to the general election. Along the way quizzes, tests and obstacles test your presidential mettle. In the back of the book is a handy scorecard for readers to track their progress toward 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue.
The democratic system allows us the people (Common people) to elect our political leaders because we are the majority then it's our choice— Majority rules, so we should always create the AWARENESS on substantial issues and agendas especially the ones that will benefit the Common people (The masses) more. The purpose of this book is to create the AWARENESS among all people about the legitimacy of women skills and natural attributes that qualify them to be EQUAL if not better for the democratic appointment as a President and Commander-in-chief especially in the developed countries. The computer era has improved our ability to communicate efficiently globally. The world in this millennium is like a "Big village", so it's about time to take advantage of this unique means of communication and spread this AWARENESS world-wide with the availability of the Internet "World-Wide- Web". We can now email, blog and chat online- Promoting the awareness and leave behind the old ways of our beliefs as per women limited role, incompetence and less capable in politics especially as leaders then promote this over-due issue of WOMEN PRESIDENCY...
The Presidency has always been an implausible—some might even say an impossible—job. Part of the problem is that the challenges of the presidency and the expectations Americans have for their presidents have skyrocketed, while the president's capacity and power to deliver on what ails the nations has diminished. Indeed, as citizens we continue to aspire and hope for greatness in our only nationally elected office. The problem of course is that the demand for great presidents has always exceeded the supply. As a result, Americans are adrift in a kind of Presidential Bermuda Triangle suspended between the great presidents we want and the ones we can no longer have. The End of Greatness explores the concept of greatness in the presidency and the ways in which it has become both essential and detrimental to America and the nation's politics. Miller argues that greatness in presidents is a much overrated virtue. Indeed, greatness is too rare to be relevant in our current politics, and driven as it is by nation-encumbering crisis, too dangerous to be desirable. Our preoccupation with greatness in the presidency consistently inflates our expectations, skews the debate over presidential performance, and drives presidents to misjudge their own times and capacity. And our focus on the individual misses the constraints of both the office and the times, distorting how Presidents actually lead. In wanting and expecting our leaders to be great, we have simply made it impossible for them to be good. The End of Greatness takes a journey through presidential history, helping us understand how greatness in the presidency was achieved, why it's gone, and how we can better come to appreciate the presidents we have, rather than being consumed with the ones we want.
2000 SSLI Honor Book-Social Studies (Grades K-6) IRA Los Angeles' 100 Best Books A multicultural cast of children imagines what it would be like to be president. Imagine living in the White House, a mansion where you wouldn't have to leave home to go bowling or see a movie! Imagine a chef to cook anything you like. "Two desserts, Madam President? No problem!" If you were president, there would be a lot of work to do too. You would be in charge of the armed forces, give important speeches, and work with Congress to create laws for the whole country!
"This is LIFE, people! You've got air coming through your nose! You've got a heartbeat! That means it's time to do something!" announces Kid President in his book, Kid President's Guide to Being Awesome. From YouTube sensation (75 million views and counting!) to Hub Network summer series star, Kid President—ten-year-old Robby Novak—and his videos have inspired millions to dance more, to celebrate life, and to throw spontaneous parades. In his Guide to Being Awesome, Kid President pulls together lists of awesome ideas to help the world, awesome interviews with his awesome celebrity friends (he has interviewed Beyoncé!), and a step-by-step guide to make pretty much everything a little bit awesomer. Grab a corn dog and settle in to your favorite comfy chair. Pretend it's your birthday! (In fact, treat everyone like it's THEIR birthday!) Kid President is here with a 240-page, full-color Guide to Being Awesome that'll spread love and inspire the world.
It was exactly 4:18 A.M. on a Monday in mid-December. The phone startled me out of an intense sleep. I had exhausted myself over the weekend circulating through a medley of preholiday celebrations, tailored to meet the needs of single, lonely adults. When I had stumbled into my apartment about two hours earlier it had been much too difficult to shed all of my garments. I lay face buried in the pillows, feet dangling over the side of the bed, in a desperate attempt to gather in enough sleep so that I could face what I knew would be a bleak, grey and cold Monday morning. The sound of the bell near my left ear startled me into a full flip from my stomach to my back, just like a crack of thunder had done to me so often on those hot summer nights of my childhood. I wasn't certain of what had awakened me 'till the next burst of vibration from the phone. "What the hell," I thought, "who could be calling now?" Glancing at the lighted dial on the clock-radio I saw the minute flip from 4:17 to 4:18. "Jeez. What kinda nut calls at this hour?" My bedroom was freezing. The tip of my nose, despite having been buried in the pillow, felt like an ice cube.