Everybody loved the debate. The electric teevee jabberwockies loved it more than most because it had drama and conflict. Well, I agree. I haven't seen anything so exciting since I watched a couple of older parties get riled over a call in patty-cake badminton.
It was a cage fight between eunuchs.
If Eunuch A had cleared his throat and declaimed to Eunuch B , "Sir, you are a lying, pandering sack of yak droppings with an intellect substantially inferior to that of Yogi Bear," I might have become more interested. Either could have said it without straying far from strict truth.
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The debate was accurately summarized by Dr. Ron Paul some 12 hours before it occurred. He was on CNBC and asked if he expected more substance in Debate 2 than he found in Debate 1. He said "no." Both Romney and Obama would simply promise fatter pick-a-nick baskets in the great Jellystone Park once known as the United States. Good call, Doctor.
Painfully to me, His Ineptness slithered slightly closer to the point at hand when he said something about long-term planning -- where the nation would be in 30 years or so. Unfortunately he uttered it only in a context of green energy -- solar and wind and ethanol mandates, all of those schemes touted by Mother Earth News types 50 years ago. They would flood America with free pixie dust fuel by 1999 . Our troubles would end in a national group hug as Peter, Paul, and Mary grunted 69 choruses of Kumbayah.
So no real points for His Ineptness, just a nod to his mild suggestion that we might want to give a thought to the fate of the nation in the decades after his personal interest in it ends, on January 20, 2013 or the same date in 2017. I mean, Hell, he knows he can fulfill his zillion-dollar book contract in Switzerland or Kenya or someplace.
Fairness requires me to say something equally nice about Governor Romney. His hair stayed in place.
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It's the debt, Stupid. And the deficits. And Ben's printing press.
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