Can we wax poetic for a little while?
Can we let the vitriolic juices vaporize and cool down?
The cauldron will, again, start boiling, soon enough.
I seldom venture on this side of the Forum fence. I am no longer reasonably informed in the politics and economics of the Circus we call our government. Another phrase might be, “the Arena where the Gladiators perform.
Some of you know where I come from. Coolidge and Hoover were two of my Presidents, but I was too young to understand politics. At the age of 12 and in the year of 1940, I heard my first political discussion/argument between two of our neighbors. One of them referred to President Roosevelt, as “that crippled son of a bitch.” I was too young to understand such vehement hatred.
My generation got the crème de la creme [[a triple play if you will ) with Presidents: Roosevelt, Truman, and Eisenhower.
I think of FDR on the third of every month. [[S. S.) When I was about 8 or 9 years old I began listening to his “fireside chats” with my parents. Of course I did not understand what he was saying, but it was always a soothing experience.
I think of Harry. He had the balls to do what he had to do. “Give them Hell, Harry” was one of a kind.
I think of IKE. He had empathy with the Unions and People. [[There was a 90% top, tax rate, on the wealthy, for awhile, but it got whittled down.) I do not have the specifics of the duration and cancellation of that tax rate.
I think President Obama is a breath of fresh air.
He is not the problem in Washington. Greed and Power rule.
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