The opinions of the following rant are solely the product of
the PO ’d owner of this blog. And was inspired by this post over at Coming to Terms. And Lisa, I don't discount that there may be more to how you're feeling than the totally f'd up political, social and economic problems we're facing. And you don't have to go through this alone. I know I'm over a hundred miles away. But I do care and I think about you a lot. Yeah, and I have a crappy way of showing it.
I wrote some pretty good stuff pre 2008 too. Face it George
W Bush and the rest of the gang were a gift that just kept giving. How were we
to know that the “shrub” and his retinue were the high points of the decade? Granted
their “high” was still pathetically low.
2008. The economy was slowing, but we didn’t realize that it
was a train heading down hill with no brakes and the bridge over the gorge was
out. There was this new guy running for president who seemed pretty promising.
Granted he was less pigmentally challenged than the other candidate. And what a
gift the Republican VP candidate was. I mean I’m still trying to decipher her
abdication speech when she morphed into a half term governor from Alaska .
What we didn’t realize at the time is that an entire group
of our fellow citizens would rather drag the country over that broken bridge
into the gorge than see a black man in the White House. At least one who could
go through the front door instead of the servant’s entrance at the back.
Politicians who were for something until the president was for it and then they
were ready to fight tooth and nail to defeat. That their definition of
bipartisanship wasn’t working together, each side giving up something to reach
a common goal. No. It turned out to be our way or else.
And there was the whole “birther” schtick. And on the way we
discovered that there were fellow citizens who not only questioned the
president’s right to be president. Not because of where he was born, but
because of his race. They even questioned whether women had the right to vote
simply because we were women and we weren't mentioned in the body of the
constitution. Neither were men, now that I think about it. Except for outlining the qualifications for congress and the presidency there's no mention of men or women out all. Doesn't even specify that the candidates have to be male now that I think about it.
Then the run up to last year’s election and candidates
falling all over each other trying to define what a “real” rape was. Trying to
shrink government until it could be fitted into a woman’s uterus. There’s a
diaphragm for ya’. Looking at the crop of potential candidates Bush II suddenly
looked like a Rhodes scholar. The race to the bottom produced Romneybot and the
man fondly known to many as Lyin’ Ryan. One tried to be all things to all
people and ended up being nothing to anyone. He had so little influence he
couldn’t get his wife to slow down on the “we’ve given you people all you need
to know” rhetoric. He couldn’t get the fundie/bagger candidates to stow the
rape comments until after the election. And he couldn’t even get his former
company to hold off on shipping over one hundred and sixty jobs to China . Before
the election.
Then there was the precious VP candidate whose whole theory
of economics and society seems to be based on two crappy novels by a Russian émigré
atheist. Honestly, I tried to read Atlas Shrugged. When I was a high school
senior. I tried twice. It didn’t take me long to realize that the characters were
cardboard cutouts. About as real as Romneybot. Then I grew up. And apparently
the politician who wants to wean the rest of us off the government teat has,
shall we say, grown if not fat but happy on the programs he wants to eliminate
for the rest of us.
With apologies to the movie 1776 is that the odor of high
pock racy flowing from more than one direction?
What’s not to love about this scenario? It’s enough to
depress an extraordinarily cheerful hyena.
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