Admittedly, I’m not a Clinton (Hillary or Bill) fan by any means and I tend to be rather disenchanted by the current slate of American politicians. I tend to believe that when “politician” became a career and not just a civil service to one’s country before returning to one’s core job, is when the American political system began to fall apart. I still believe that it is the best system in the world and has accomplished a lot and inspired even more. So, with trepidation in my heart, I sat down and watched Hillary Clinton’s speech at the DNC last night. After 5 minutes the image to the right here (Veruca Salt, for those not in the know) came to mind followed quickly by Daffy Duck from 1001 Rabbit Tales episode screaming, “It’s mine you hear? Mine ALL MINE Get back in there. Down Down Down! Go Go Go! MINE MINE MINE!!!” She had paraded out everything about herself: her resume, her family, her philandering husband, her incomplete knowledge of American Civics 101 (who really passes the national budget and controls the purse strings?), etc. Only at the very end did she tie it to Obama. If I were a Hillary Clinton supporter, I’d be pissed. She looked and sounded (if you buy into everything she touted) like a capable candidate.
Taking a page from Ronald Reagan, the democrats are banking on the inspiration hope message that Obama delivers. The problem is, that Reagan backed it up with policies and programs that delivered results (i.e. tax cuts, facing down Communism in partnership with other democracies, etc.). Obama hasn’t outlined anything like that. Instead it’s “tomorrow will be better” when taxes are raised and the government still faces budget shortfalls (both because of the poor tax policy and because the pork will still be in the budget), when the government controls your healthcare, when public schools teach our children under bigger unions, when you pay more for products because companies will be taxed for profits or required to put in place measures to address the unproven global warming scare, when gas prices remain high because the 7 or 8 cents profit on a $4 gallon of gas is just way too much (especially when those companies with that profit are investing heavily into cleaner gas and alternative energy). Can you feel the sarcasm yet? John McCain doesn’t thrill me either, but in the words of Patrick O’Brien, “don’t you know…you have to pick the lesser of two weevils”.
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