As some of you have come to know, I'm a huge movie fan. One of my favorite movies is Seems Like Old Times (http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0081480) starring Chevy Chase and Goldie Hawn. This romantic comedy has tons of great lines, fantastic character actors, and a nice steady pace of slapstick. Reminds me a bit of government, replete with the great story lines, characters that don't go away, and the same old, fall-down-the stairs slapstick form of wielding power.
I have to admit that I was a bit hopeful that the Obama administration would make substantive change to how our government takes care of business, specifically fiscal business. Something about "change we can believe in" was thrown around quite often. I'm sure I possessed the same hope for previous administrations. So, my indictment here is not of a specific president or administration. My fight is with the fundamental tenets of our constitution. We must make some changes to our constitution to make a better future for our government, the woeful entity that it is, and for our future generations of bloated, spoiled kids and grand kids (Alas, I'm a bit bloated and spoiled, but I'm working on changing that!).
Term limits. I've said enough already, I know. If there is one thing I despise it's some fat, old, bloated senator who's been living off the tit for some 50+ years. It's not a class warfare statement. They just don't know better.
It is time we instituted term limits in this country across the board. Along with proportional taxation, reduced government scope, and localized living, we must, as a people, herald in a generation of citizen legislators. Time and money...sorry, a shit pot of time and money...should not be spent campaigning for the next round of Mother's Milk. Get on with the business of the people, debate the facts and the issues, relegate the influence peddlers to the brothels and prisons they so richly deserve, and engender great thinking in this country once again.
Why is it so difficult? Why are we, as a people, so careless here? We're lazy. It's too easy to just hit the same button in the booth. Also, we've gotten used to the nice things our fat cats catch for us - roads, bridges, jobs - that swim about in the murky waters of Washington that we cannot get for ourselves. Woe is us. B/S! I'm over the old times. Bring in the new times.
Ah well, I'm back, folks. As always, be thankful for what you have, buy only what you need, and work diligently for peace. I shall try to do the same. From the Nasti, Sic Semper Tyrannis (thanks, little brother, for another great round of ivory-tower conversation)!
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