In 2004, my household was tense. Newlyweds notwithstanding, we argued continually about the coming presidential election, and ultimately we split (and negated) our votes.
A mere 12 months later, things are much different. My husband is disillusioned and Iâm unsurprised, but weâre not arguing anymore.
This is not to say Iâm not gloating. I am â but my gloating has nothing to do with the elections. Itâs much more personal than that. Iâm patting myself on the back because I â an ordinary person â am more adult than our elected leadership.
Have you ever been in a food fight? Iâm not talking about a French fry flung across a table, accompanied by giggles. I mean an all-out cafeteria-wide free-for-all, complete with ketchup, dressing, and chocolate pudding.
Thatâs exactly the visual I have these days of Americaâs âleadersâ?. Theyâre indulging in a verbal donnybrook, complete with insults, invectives, and absolutely astounding childishness. Unfortunately, theyâre not in a cafeteria, and these antics are more than embarrassing. Theyâre irresponsible.
Enough. Stop it. Grow up.
Time for a reality check. We have THREE YEARS to go with the current administration. The Democrats need to stop pontificating for the polls, and the Republicans need to stop avoiding responsibility.
Anybody remember Nero? While everybodyâs fiddling around in the cafeteria, New Orleans, the Gulf Coast, and Iraq are burning… and we all know what happened to Rome.