I’m Not Going To Talk About It
I really, really don’t want to rant about politics. Really, truly. I’m as ingrained in my beliefs as anyone on the opposite side of the argument, so all that ends up happening is a vicious circle spinning ’round and ’round. So I’m not going to talk about it.
I’m not going to defend my teacher friends on Facebook who are being summarily trashed because they had the temerity to suggest that they were not responsible for the current economic woes, while those who accepted government bailouts and then gave themselves bonuses were. This stance was labeled “class warfare” against the rich. The teachers, nurses, firefighters, etc. were told that they don’t “create revenue” for the country, but live off taxpayers. I’m not going to say how stupid that notion is, no matter how you might beg. I’m not going to point out that the “revenue” created is intelligence, health, safety and prosperity. Next time you have a fire, pal, call Sallie Mae.
I’m not going to get mad at the Senators who have to date tried 31 times to knock down the new health care bill. These are symbolic votes because there aren’t enough dissenters to actually overturn the bill. So these public servants we elected are engaging in a pointless act, mainly so that they can go back to their constituencies during an election year and brag about how many times they voted against health care. I’m definitely not going to point out what a colossal waste of time this is, and how many productive bills could be voted on instead. Like for job creation, or education reform. But I, for one, am not going to bring it up.
You won’t hear me talking about those among us who fear we are going to become a socialist state because of the health care bill. Even though the U.S. is the ONLY industrialized country in the world that doesn’t provide universal health care for its citizens. And believe it or not, the rest of those countries have not turned into Cuba! Isn’t that weird? Is it possible that elements of social government can be implemented for the public good without Stalin and Marx rising from the grave to lead the communist revolution? Apparently it is, everywhere but here. But I’m whispering, so just ignore me.
I am not going to get angry that a man who wants to be the leader of the free world said of a group of African-American leaders at the NAACP, “If they want free stuff they should vote for the other guy.” I’m not going to point out how patently racist that comment is. I’m not going to question why he went out of his way to elicit boos from this crowd by attacking the health care bill and suggesting that he is the best candidate for African-American causes while not addressing even one of those causes during his speech. I’m not going to suggest that getting booed by an African-American group might play well in certain parts of this country, and serve as a badge of honor for this candidate come election day. I’m not going to point out how utterly cynical such a ploy would be. Why would I?
I am definitely not going to argue with my fellow citizens who conveniently forget that our country’s economy was ridden into the ground for eight years by our previous leader, who turned the first government surplus in recent memory into trillions in debt. Apparently if someone burns a house down and leaves, then another guy is left to try to build up the charred remains it’s the second guy’s fault. It may take 20 years to undo the damage done. I know, let’s cut taxes to the richest people in the country and all the corporations and let the private sector figure it out! They are so good at acting in the public interest. I’m definitely not going to argue with that until my last dying breath
I AM going to call myself exactly what I am. Someone who thinks the government should act in the public interest. Someone who believes in a social contract between an employer and an employee. Someone who thinks that way too few have while way too many have not. Someone who thinks I deserve to be angry about that, and can not be talked out of it. Someone who believes that my country is currently being occupied by a force that could care less about individual liberty, the common good, or social responsibility. You know, all those hippie, pie-in-the-sky ideals upon which our country was founded.
But why should I bother? I didn’t say a word.