Today’s Politicians: Les Miserables of Really Bad Karma
I’ve always wondered what it was that politicians did in their last life to have been made to come back as politicians. I have trouble with living one life. Politicians live two at least. I imagine it must be hard to keep the two lives separate. One minute you’re a representative of the people, and the next moment you’re a goofus who ran for office with no actual thought into what you were getting into. Think of someone like that boy from West Virginia that’s bought and sold by coal. Now, you know that he has to fight with himself about not protecting the planet, but when push comes to shove it’s coal that keeps the lights on. At least it is at this turn of time.
I can kind of appreciate the dilemma the poor fellow is in. He has no choice but to lie about the climate and any rules which might put the livelihood of his constituency at risk, due to some future unstoppable legislation. I mean, if certain progressives were to get their way, coal would be banished from the environment. Joe can’t allow that to happen to his people. So I can kind of understand his problem, but I do wish he could or would just say that and get on with it. But there are other politicians which have a more severe case of mendacity. For some it seems to be a fatal curse which causes them to fall into the fantasies of their own mind as if they were Walter Mitty himself.
Think Bill Barr lying to Kamala Harris¹. Can you imagine the pain he must be feeling now to have played for the approval of The Master Disassembler himself in front of the whole world? What human behavior would merit such a next life? If he has been condemned to live as a politician in this life, what must the last one have been like? How about the McCarthy guy over there in the congress. You know, because you’ve heard it reported, that he was not “Happy” and mayhaps was a might “Grumpy”, because he had to go to the Great Golf Mar and beg “Tubby” to be considered for the role of Snow White again. You know that had to hurt. But if you’re in for a penny might as well be in for a pound they say. Right?
But then there are politicians like Marge, Loren and Matt. “Les Malheureux (unfortunate) Misérables” play with the fires of deceit everyday. What punishment is this to have to stand before a national audience and proclaim your very apparent ignorance day after day after day. Talk about the need for thoughts and prayers… I almost feel sorry for this lot. But then I think about the fact that they deliberately chose to be politicians. They also deliberately chose to lie about things that they’re in positions to know about, but have obviously blown off the work required to actually know what they’re talking about. To have to live in such a fantasy world and not know when or where you have to show up to the real world must make for a horrible existence. But I suppose there is no escaping karma, huh?
The worst part about all of this political life that exists in deceit is that the people who get hurt are folks watching a Fourth of July parade in the Chicago ‘Burbs. Because some kid that no one had time to teach about how to live life got so angry or frustrated that he had to get up on a roof and shoot people. And why? From what I’ve been able to glean from the meager public information about him, at this point, it seems he was concerned or frustrated, or maybe both, about the problems he’s heard exist in the country and how it’s the fault of politicians that the problems exist. Isn’t it always so? He wanted to put that voice in his head away so he didn’t have to hear it again. In that regard that kid is a lot like all of us. We don’t lose it and take everything out on parade attendees, to be sure. But we get the same kind of road rage and political fervor, verging on the violent and not to forget that awful feeling of being all alone with no one to talk to other than the echo of cold empty rooms. That combo is pretty desperate and we all know it all too well. We don’t all take out our bile on children in a classroom or people shopping at a grocery store or attending a nightclub, or a concert or praying in church or even watching a parade. But that does not mean that we do not understand that frustration.
What we do is we tell our politicians to fix this social problem. Yo guys, politicians have nothing at all in common with King Solomon other than they’re in government. King Solomon’s daddy was named David who was a Kingly celebrity and ever so royally demanding of his son Solomon, who would, as everyone knew, become King all too soon. Now stop and consider for just a moment. Can you picture any similarities between the wisdom of Solomon and the wisdom of, let’s say, Florida’s own, drum roll please, Ronnie Di. See, Solomon was a pretty smart guy for a king. He apparently understood the concepts of justice and fairness, for example. And we all know that’s a degree that is hard to come by. Ronnie Di didn’t see that course as necessary for his career path of Politician. He wasn’t planning on becoming King back then, but times change, he doesn’t have the Wisdom class on his resume, which is unfortunate. But who’s to know, if it worked for The Disassembler himself, it would work for anybody.
See what I mean about how Politicians suffer? You and I both know that Ronnie Di is not what we’d call qualified, huh? We just tried that unqualified thingy with the last guy, remember? So let’s not make the same mistake again. So. Yo, those of you to the left of the Fourth Reich, how about we forgo a historical rerun of Theocracy MCMLIII or so, and just keep what we got before it’s gone? Surely there must be some good men of common wisdom who know how a democracy works. I get that it ain’t easy, but why not just say that and find the way it actually does work. I’m pretty sure that most folks can understand that changing horses in the middle of a stream is not an example of wisdom. Some might even go so far as to say it’s just dumb. So this Democratic horse that looks like a donkey can be all stubborn like a mule, but it’s dependable. There are times and places where and when an elephant would be just what the doctor ordered, but we as a nation need to heal from a very close call with a fascist theocracy. But we need the country to drift back away from that fad. Think about it like this. Once upon a time there was a guy who made some long green with the idea that everyone needed a pet rock. So he boxed up a bunch of rocks and sold them to lonely hearts all over the land. He boxed up so many rocks that it’s hard to find any rocks at all now at the site of his rock quarry. But alas, the supply or the demand ran out and all he had then was a pile of rocks. Even our current politicians should be able to get that job done. Well, I can think of a couple of exceptions.
References
1. Levin, B. (2019, May 1). Kamala Harris Guts Barr Like a Fish, Leaves Him Flopping on the Deck. Vanity Fair. Retrieved July 11, 2022, from https://www.vanityfair.com/news/2019/05/kamala-harris-william-barr
