The Republican National Convention is over and now we’re hearing from the Dems.
Is there an empty chair in the house?
I have to admit that was a masterful stunt by Clint Eastwood. Without a teleprompter no less.
Did he memorize the script? Was there one?
He knew his message so well all he had to do was speak knowing he had a receptive audience. Even if the only thing he said was, “Make my day” he would have been received well.
Wait. He did do that.
To be fair he said a lot more than that, in a halting sort of way.
The trouble with these political rallies is that right now it’s all hoopla and applause, but in a year’s time disappointment will reign again. For Republicans and Democrats alike. That’s a guarantee.
There isn’t enough collective wisdom, money, or services to get the job done.
Government is no savior.
“We own this country,” Clint said. “Politicians are our employees and when somebody doesn’t do the job, it’s time to let him go.”
That’s a good point.
Thomas Jefferson was a supporter of term limits. In his view, it would “prevent every danger which might arise to American freedom by continuing too long in office the members of the Continental Congress…”
Are we ready to fire the whole lot? Senators, congressmen, governors, and mayors?
It used to be an honor to serve your country. You’d leave the farm for a period of time, go to Washington, do your duty as your state’s representative, and then come home and continue milking the cows.
A career politico was unheard of.
Nowadays that’s all we have. We’re saddled with the decent ones, the mediocre, and the messes.
Why do we keep voting them back in to office?
I say let’s send all the politicos home and replace them with the cows.
Calvin says, “The dairy lobbyists would love that! Finally their day in the hay.”