I'll always remember when I bumped into Good Morning America's Robin Roberts on a flight to my mother's funeral in 1994 and how kind she was during that difficult time.

I had three children while doing a show as demanding as 'Good Morning America ' so this is - you know it's almost like I'm less daunted about motherhood and parenting at this point in time. And I think I'm just much more fit and healthy than I was 20-years-ago.

Probably millions of Americans got up this morning with a cup of coffee a cigarette and a donut. No wonder they are sick and fouled up.

'Good Morning America' exploited Joan Lunden's pregnancy but you won't see me bringing my babies on the air. The only reason I'm talking about the babies at all is that they've been with me on the show since I became pregnant. After a while I had to acknowledge this pumpkin tummy.

I blend my green drink every morning. I also fix my son a full-on American breakfast with bacon and toast.

Let me tell you it is still morning in America. It just happens to be kind of a head pounding hung over for four hours in America - and it's shaping up to be a nasty day but its still morning in America.

And this President wakes up every morning looks out across America and is proud to announce 'It could be worse.' It could be worse? Is that what it means to be an American? It could be worse? Of course not. What defines us as Americans is our unwavering conviction that we know it must be better.

Every morning I get up and look through the Forbes list of the richest people in America. If I'm not there I go to work.

If we define an American fascist as one who in case of conflict puts money and power ahead of human beings then there are undoubtedly several million fascists in the United States.

Our American friends offer us money arms and advice. We take the money we take the arms and we decline the advice.