And the frosty light of the day, we have politicians claiming the only reason they snorted the coke, or injected the heroin, and took the crack was because they were “stupid drunk”. Ummmm – is that supposed to make me feel better? I mean, are you saying I should forgive the fact that you took drugs because you were in a drunken stupor and didn’t know better? Okay – is it silly of me to wonder what things you might have said – things that maybe would be better off not spoken in public – when you were in your drunken stupor or your brain was drug addled?
It makes me want to turn my back to you – I want to not look you in the eyes, because I could not, would not, trust what I might see there. Assuming I would see anything at all, other than redness caused by your last “episode”.
While this little nuthatch is shy about having her picture taken, you seem not to be shy about much of anything. Other than, perhaps, taking personal responsibility and remembering that you would serve your country well by being a role model.
While the birds like this towhee, and many of your constituents, spend their days scratching for food, scratching for enough, trying to work their way through the mire that life is becoming – due in large part to your actions; wait, make that inactions – you spend your days making excuses for your behavior, forgetting that your job really is to do what’s best for your people and your country, not worrying about getting re-elected or furthering the interests of your party. Sad.
I’m recommending a congressional tsunami.