Because it would be completely counterproductive to alienate roughly 50% of the People the day before the election, I will restrict my comments on its eve to the process itself.
See how we are in the direst social upheaval since the Viet Nam war and the Civil Rights movement, see how we are in the direst economic upheaval since the the Great Depression, and then know that the Politicos and Press who claim to advocate our best interests have purposefully and relentlessly incited the People unto acrimonious division. It is unspeakable.
There was a wonderful play called “I Love You, You’re Perfect, Now Change.” As the title implies, it highlighted the ridiculousness of our inclination to profess undying love for people “exactly as they are,” only to commence a sustained effort to change this, that, and the other thing about them.
America’s cash-rich, ethics-poor politics are the opposite.
Months and months of people’s lives…in this case years…and millions and millions of dollars are squandered to persuade us that we are diametrically opposed on issues, to frighten us that the other “side” is so wrong as to be dangerous. First the Democratic Demolition Derby, then the Two-Party Tango. Limbo Low, they lead us and we dutifully follow, not just splitting hairs but splitting split ends.
“You despise each other’s views…fight, fight, fight to get me elected…okay now, everyone kiss and make up.”
It is a Hatfield and McCoy feud, but with the rank and file assuming battle stations while the Shit Disturbers shake hands and hobnob together. Like lawyers.
I would say that they should be ashamed, but why? It is obvious that Politicos who reject a $700 billion dollar Bailout, then pass an $850 billion dollar version with more earmarks, don’t know any more about shame than they do about economics.
United States of America? Good one.
More like, land of the fee and home of the knave.
Spring Cleaning in November wouldn’t be the oddest thing we ever did. This much I do know about Cleaning House…you hire someone to do it, you do it yourself, or it doesn’t get done.