Friday, May 07, 2004
It's Animal Farm in the Senate Hearing Room
Or is it only Looney Tunes....again?
If Only It Weren't So Tragic
The barnyard. The pecking order. The dances, the language, the puff up. If it weren't so tragic and serious, this would be funny. Alas, it is very, very serious.
I feel no constraint in characterizing those pompous, big egoed Senators who refuse, simply refuse, to deal with any national emergency sans the power politics.
The biggest bloat of all of them, followed closely by Kennedy, then Dayton, then Clinton, was that unkempt, foul minded little gnome from West Virgina--the so-called "conscience of the senate," Robert Byrd. He used hyperbole that even Kennedy would think twice about. Who the hell appointed this ex-Klanner as conscience anyway? How absurd.
Byrd's hysterical "Why did the report 'LANNNNGUISH' on the shelves" and other such rot simply reminds me that the ones you thought would be on your side aren't.
Then Henrietta Chicken, the matriarch of that bog of straw, oats, chicken, cow, pig and horse manure, never shifting from her overlording perch on the fence above, clucks, "What you have done so far has missed the point." Cluck, cluck.
Huh? The president stood up immediately and dealt with this. There was no point missed, Mrs. Clinton. Everyone knows this is a huge pr disaster, and with your help, it will only continue. The old move-on crowd really do hate to move on.
Then there was the not very well rehearsed moment when Democrat Arkansas senator, David Pryor, who leaned over to his (new) pal sitting next to him, Hillary, and asks to borrow her microphone. It was sweet.
Pryor commenced a barrage of misstatements and comments about the war, the administration, blah, blah. Both Secretary Rumsfeld and General Meyers insisted they answer the charges made about the veracity and honor of both men and the military. Which they both did exceedingly well.
After time was up, Mrs. Clinton seemed to tell Prior he blew it. Darn. Wish I could read lips.
Next on the Dem side was Senator Dayton, from Minnesota. His old, tired delivery of negativity forever was more than Rummy could take. Thankfully, time ran out and Dayton finally finished his harangue on the secretary and his aides. Pryor actually accused them of a cover-up, no doubt about it. To prove it, you have a United States General going around trying to "suppress" the news.
Rummy piped in immediately and gave the craven little Minnesota lightweight a history lesson. Over the decades, the president, pentagon and army have dealt with the press similarly. This wasn't some huge military coup tactic. Moreover, suppressing the news was quite a different act that "delaying." Nevermind, Pryor and his colleagues contined to use the word suppress.
People Have to be Tired of Constant Politization
The usual attacks on a person's character, beliefs, attitudes--perfectly reasonable though those views may be--have become the hallmark of this Democrat Party, particularly when it comes to "gotcha politics." Something that will embarrass and ruin a lifetime career of public service is a good thing for these folks.
I hope the Americans who are completely off the beam on these issues, mostly because they don't really know, will finally get enough of the political background language. I pray people will become literate and savvy.
In World War II, we came together as a country to fight the enemy. The antiwar movement in that era didn't accomplish much because of America's unity.
I believe we must stand for right and wrong, and that is done as a whole unit. America's principles and ideals are not for barnyard discussion. They are the highest, most moral words and phrases that belong to the human race.
We Americans have screwed up. We are in a decline culturally and morally. We do have a way of pulling this out, but it won't happen through big media, or deus ex machina, or by the appearance of a Christlike figure. Don't we become worthy by doing right? We become what we are when we act like what we say. Right? And since none of us is perfect, we are obligated to try again and again.
Democracy costs lives, money, convenience and emotion. Freedom is the result. Strength is the glue that will hold us together. This is why I feel strength, complete and total macho strength of mind and body of our leaders is required to overcome the current threat to our lives.
I suspect the strength shown by the president and his cabinet, all of them, will be seen more circumspectly than the media or pundits would like to allow. History will wash all that out. We can't fail to regard this emergency--this disaster for our culture, for our kids, for our old people, for our soldiers--as fleeting. This is one gift that will keep on giving. Why? Because evil has a huge following. So does negativity and envy.
Remember Who You Are
Nothing's changed, really, since my folks told me that (every dang time I walked out the door!).
No time can be wasted; adequate, sincere words cannot be spared. And if the people on the other side really want to protract the prisoner issue beyond a fair, immediate remedy, we need to fight that and call it what it is: political opportunism.
Fluff up your feathers, girls; comb your manes, boys, wash behind your ears, kids--and step through the gate to better pastures and a lit horizon that includes what our forefathers wanted for their children--that shining city on the hill.
Thanks for the read.
If Only It Weren't So Tragic
The barnyard. The pecking order. The dances, the language, the puff up. If it weren't so tragic and serious, this would be funny. Alas, it is very, very serious.
I feel no constraint in characterizing those pompous, big egoed Senators who refuse, simply refuse, to deal with any national emergency sans the power politics.
The biggest bloat of all of them, followed closely by Kennedy, then Dayton, then Clinton, was that unkempt, foul minded little gnome from West Virgina--the so-called "conscience of the senate," Robert Byrd. He used hyperbole that even Kennedy would think twice about. Who the hell appointed this ex-Klanner as conscience anyway? How absurd.
Byrd's hysterical "Why did the report 'LANNNNGUISH' on the shelves" and other such rot simply reminds me that the ones you thought would be on your side aren't.
Then Henrietta Chicken, the matriarch of that bog of straw, oats, chicken, cow, pig and horse manure, never shifting from her overlording perch on the fence above, clucks, "What you have done so far has missed the point." Cluck, cluck.
Huh? The president stood up immediately and dealt with this. There was no point missed, Mrs. Clinton. Everyone knows this is a huge pr disaster, and with your help, it will only continue. The old move-on crowd really do hate to move on.
Then there was the not very well rehearsed moment when Democrat Arkansas senator, David Pryor, who leaned over to his (new) pal sitting next to him, Hillary, and asks to borrow her microphone. It was sweet.
Pryor commenced a barrage of misstatements and comments about the war, the administration, blah, blah. Both Secretary Rumsfeld and General Meyers insisted they answer the charges made about the veracity and honor of both men and the military. Which they both did exceedingly well.
After time was up, Mrs. Clinton seemed to tell Prior he blew it. Darn. Wish I could read lips.
Next on the Dem side was Senator Dayton, from Minnesota. His old, tired delivery of negativity forever was more than Rummy could take. Thankfully, time ran out and Dayton finally finished his harangue on the secretary and his aides. Pryor actually accused them of a cover-up, no doubt about it. To prove it, you have a United States General going around trying to "suppress" the news.
Rummy piped in immediately and gave the craven little Minnesota lightweight a history lesson. Over the decades, the president, pentagon and army have dealt with the press similarly. This wasn't some huge military coup tactic. Moreover, suppressing the news was quite a different act that "delaying." Nevermind, Pryor and his colleagues contined to use the word suppress.
People Have to be Tired of Constant Politization
The usual attacks on a person's character, beliefs, attitudes--perfectly reasonable though those views may be--have become the hallmark of this Democrat Party, particularly when it comes to "gotcha politics." Something that will embarrass and ruin a lifetime career of public service is a good thing for these folks.
I hope the Americans who are completely off the beam on these issues, mostly because they don't really know, will finally get enough of the political background language. I pray people will become literate and savvy.
In World War II, we came together as a country to fight the enemy. The antiwar movement in that era didn't accomplish much because of America's unity.
I believe we must stand for right and wrong, and that is done as a whole unit. America's principles and ideals are not for barnyard discussion. They are the highest, most moral words and phrases that belong to the human race.
We Americans have screwed up. We are in a decline culturally and morally. We do have a way of pulling this out, but it won't happen through big media, or deus ex machina, or by the appearance of a Christlike figure. Don't we become worthy by doing right? We become what we are when we act like what we say. Right? And since none of us is perfect, we are obligated to try again and again.
Democracy costs lives, money, convenience and emotion. Freedom is the result. Strength is the glue that will hold us together. This is why I feel strength, complete and total macho strength of mind and body of our leaders is required to overcome the current threat to our lives.
I suspect the strength shown by the president and his cabinet, all of them, will be seen more circumspectly than the media or pundits would like to allow. History will wash all that out. We can't fail to regard this emergency--this disaster for our culture, for our kids, for our old people, for our soldiers--as fleeting. This is one gift that will keep on giving. Why? Because evil has a huge following. So does negativity and envy.
Remember Who You Are
Nothing's changed, really, since my folks told me that (every dang time I walked out the door!).
No time can be wasted; adequate, sincere words cannot be spared. And if the people on the other side really want to protract the prisoner issue beyond a fair, immediate remedy, we need to fight that and call it what it is: political opportunism.
Fluff up your feathers, girls; comb your manes, boys, wash behind your ears, kids--and step through the gate to better pastures and a lit horizon that includes what our forefathers wanted for their children--that shining city on the hill.
Thanks for the read.
