Someone asked if I watched any of the Republican Convention on TV. Are you kidding me? I didn’t even accidentally scroll by it.
Someone asked if I watched any of the Republican Convention on TV. Are you kidding me? I didn’t even accidentally scroll by it. I was busy with some “live action” on “The Call of the Wildman”. If they’ve already had the Democratic Convention, I missed that one, too. If it is yet to come, I’ve been preparing for it by taping “Cajun Pawn Stars” and “Swamp People”.
Didn’t we learn anything from “Forty Acres and a Mule”?
In 1928 the big promise was “A chicken in every pot, a car in every garage”. Let’s review a minute. The stock market crashed in October of 1929. The Great Depression rolled in like an unwanted tsunami. The chicken turned into an apple if you could beg it and Henry Ford discovered that folks weren’t so almighty hot for a tin lizzie when they realized they couldn’t eat it! The garage, of course, had already blown plum across Oklahoma.
When are we going to figure out some of these candidates might overstate their abilities and possibilities on occasion? No one can split an infinitive, dangle a carrot participle or tap dance around syntax like a good politician!
My personal favorite is John C. Fremont running for the presidency in 1856 on the campaign promise of “Free Soil, Free Labor, Free Speech, Free Men and Fremont”. Now folks, that about tops the charts for campaign braggadocio! I believe if he’d a’thrown in free HD TV and a Ronco Veg-i-matic in every kitchen, he’d a’left James Buchanan lying in the dust. Buchanan won that election by only promising to “end sectional divide between North and South and bring harmony to the Union”.
Talk is so cheap. We’ve had enough political rhetoric in this country lately to fill the south end of the Grand Canyon. I’m not mad at anyone this morning. Nor am I touting one candidate over another. I’m not too enamored with any of them if you want to know the gospel truth. I reckon I’m looking for a man with the stature of George Washington, the quiet resolve of Abraham Lincoln, the guts of Harry Truman and the youthful enthusiasm of John F. Kennedy.
This is not the time in our history for an also ran. It’s not the time for glibness, chicanery or slanderous campaign ads. It’s not the time for win-at-all-cost tactics. The stakes have become way too high for all of that. We’ve seemingly lost our direction as a nation and we’re not going to get it back with fancy words or political shamdottery.
It’s time for someone to show up and do something!
I’m tired of sending eight hundred trillion dollars to some Arab country in the Middle East and see them “appreciate it” by burning the American flag on the six o’clock news. I’m tired of supporting countries a hundred thousand miles from the house that pay us back by voting against us every single chance they get in the UN. I’m tired of seeing Greece or Spain have a hiccup with their monetary system and somehow our stock market goes down five hundred points. I don’t want anything in America tied to anything in Europe. Or Japan. Or China. Or Constantinople for goodness sakes!
I want to be friends with every nation on earth. But not all the time on their terms! I want American policy set by Americans. I want Senators and U. S. House of Representatives to care more about our country than their next campaign run. I’m tired of the incessant Democratic-Republican standoff. I’m so weary of “party line” votes. It might just be that both groups have outlived their usefulness. How refreshing it would be to find just one man in Washington that would actually vote like he said he would when he was asking us for the job. If it’s all part of the “system”, we’ve got the wrong system!
I wish we would exalt Jesus Christ publicly like we used to in this country.
I believe the clock is truly ticking. The Golden Goose is sinking off to the west somewhere. If we’re not at the crossroads, we can absolutely see the sign from here.
We are not going to find the answers on CNN, ABC or the Golf Channel. I don’t give a whistling twit about “fair and balanced”. I want things slanted toward the United States of America! I want my country to stand tall at the top of the heap. I want to see that Eagle fly! The National Anthem is still my all time favorite song!
Maybe these candidates we’ve have today are too broad minded. They espouse a solution for every known malady on earth (remember Free Soil, Free Speech, etc.). Daddy once pointed out a young couple in the car in front of us all huddled up behind the steering wheel. The young man was trying to control the car while he was kissing the girl at the same time. Dad said, “Boys, there goes a man down the road half doing two jobs”.
You can’t be all things to all people. It might behoove us to narrow our focus to one thing at a time. No one expects a magic cure all. Let’s get the gas prices down to two dollars a gallon first. You reckon that would boost our economy? Next, let’s figure out a way to make it attractive to bring our manufacturing home. You think that might help shorten the unemployment lines. We could then turn our attention to providing sensible healthcare to every single person that has put something into the program. We could work our way down to those screaming late night infomercials.
It’s not going to happen with overblown promises or senseless rhetoric. It’s not going to happen overnight. But it had better start soon….. Or we’re going to find ourselves upside down at the bottom of the cliff right next to that young kissing couple.