This election has wore me out. It has depressed me, made me worry for my future, for my values and my safety. It has been contentious, mean-spirited and I have felt threatened for my life at times. And that’s just by folks who say nasty things to me on Facebook.
I do not have much hope left for the “United” States of America. It is said that the shelf-life of a country is 250 years. Well, I don’t think we’re quite done yet, but we need to become more community orientated and less of a “I got mine, screw you” society. But then, I’m not saying anything most don’t already know. People who don’t know you attack you for believing in “change”, but not their kind.
Over the past 18 months, I have watched with increasing bemusement and bewilderment, a Presidential campaign so cynical that even a professional cynic like myself wants to throw up my hands and say “Fuck it.” The clown car that produced Willard Romney as its nominee was like watching the last episode of “Seinfeld”. Is this the best they could do? At one time or another you had Rick Santorum, Rick Perry, Herman Cain and N. Leroy Gingrich leading the pack. Oh, and lets not forget the Wonder Woman of Minnesota who makes Sarah Palin look like June Cleaver.
But of course, it was Mitt of Bloomy Hills, er, Bloomfield Hills, that came out of the car looking like the GOP’s newest version of Teflon Ronnie. Except of course with all his marbles. And he never was an actor who played second banana to a chimp (or considered, however briefly, for the lead in “Casablanca”. Yes, I know, Jeff). Unless you’re talking about Donald Trump, who’s more of an ass, Bill Maher’s assertions aside. Mitt Romney, son of a former beloved and respected Michigan Governor (who today wouldn’t even be a Republican, more on that momentarily), businessman, family man, a man of faith.
Yet while he talks up his experience as a (ahem) businessman and brags about his wife, Ann of Green Gables and Horse Ballet, he doesn’t talk much about his faith. Because he can’t. He’s a Mormon. Yes, I know, they gave us the Osmunds and the Choir and BYU and Steve Young, but they are still a “religion” who’s founder, Joesph Smith, was just a little less crazy than Jim Jones or David Koresh. They practiced polygamy until Utah was granted Statehood. They also believed that when they die, they will rule a planet called Kolab. Now, no-one has yet discovered this planet, but hey, if Mormons believe it, let them.
But Romney’s defenders say that his faith shouldn’t be an issue, like it was in 1960 with John F. Kennedy. Ahh, but here’s the difference. .For those who are comparing Romney’s religious Affiliation to that of John Fitzgerald Kennedy’s, here’s the Difference: “The differences between the circumstances surrounding JFK and The Bishop Willard could not be more striking if you tried.
Kennedy was not a member of his church’s hierarchy or clergy. The Bishop Willard has been both, at one time or another. The Roman Catholic Church does not have as one of the stated purposes of its creed electing one of their own to the Presidency of the United States; the Mormon Church does. The Roman Catholic Church does not have a doctrine called “Lying for the Lord”; the Mormons do.
When you put together the stated purpose of putting one of their own in the White House and the doctrine of “Lying for the Lord”, you have one Constitution-threatening, toxic mess on your hands.
To close: the differences between the controversy surrounding John Fitzgerald Kennedy’s religion and that of Willard Romney could not be greater.”
Or a much more funny way of putting it, from Bill Maher.
“New Rule: America, before you get in bed with Mitt Romney, remember: He may seem like a nice fella from what we know about his core beliefs (nothing), his tax plan (nothing), his faith (off limits), and his donors (anonymous). But a compulsive liar whose whole life is secret can get you a much worse disease than Romnesia….
“What I’m trying to do is make an analogy to that old public service announcement that, when you go to sleep with one person, you’re not just sleeping with them; you’re … Well, it’s like that with Mitt. When you elect Mitt, you’re not just electing him; you’re electing every right wing nut he’s pandered to in the last 10 years.
“If the Mittmobile does roll into Washington, it’ll be towing behind it the whole anti-intellectual, anti-science freak show: The abstinence obsessives; the flat earthers; home schoolers; the holy warriors, the anti-women social Neanderthals, and every end- timer who sees the Virgin Mary in the grass over the septic tank.
“Now, I understand having issues with Obama. But stop to think of all the crap we haven’t had to deal with in the last four years: Anybody remember Terry Schiavo?
“Obama isn’t perfect, but he never turned the entire federal government into a Jesus freak episode of ‘House.’ And he doesn’t have an attorney general like John Ashcroft who once covered a statue at the Justice Department because it was showing too much tit.
“Like it was Janet Jackson.
“I’m just saying the last four years: No crises about boobies. No controversies about whether stem cells are tiny people. No Defense of Marriage Act. No Office of Faith Based Initiatives. No peddling creationism at national parks.
“Did you know that, before Obama got in, the Smithsonian couldn’t mention that global warming was a possible reason why the glaciers were shrinking because ‘heat melting ice was just a theory?’
“Yes, that was our daily diet of turd under the last ‘sensible, business minded, Republican moderate.’ And before you say, ‘That was then; this is now,’ sitting in Congress right now are a fresh can of nuts just waiting to get cracked open.
“A few weeks ago, we heard from a Republican Congressman named Paul Broun. Here he is at a dead dear convention [picture displayed of Broun standing in front of multiple dead dear] telling his supporters that ‘evolution, embryology, and the big bang theory are all lies straight from the pit of hell.’
“And he’s on the science committee! Along with Todd Akin. F**k, even the dear are rolling their eyes.
“Mitt Romney might want a government full of sober gentlemen who discuss policy in ‘quiet rooms.’ But he’s also gonna get a bunch of snake handlers who spout nonsense in antler-filled rooms.
“People like Ralph Hall, who is chairman of the Science Committee, and who says we don’t have to address global warming because ‘I don’t think we can control what God controls.’ By that logic, why ever put out a fire? Or open an umbrella? Or wipe your ass?
“This is what you get with today’s Republican Party. And a new Republican administration would be an ‘open for business’ sign to all the bizarre, Bible-thumping bullshit that the Obama administration has given us a break from.
“And to those who say, ‘Oh, don’t worry; Mitt Romney will stand up to the extreme elements in his party,’ there’s just one problem with that:
“It has the name, ‘Mitt Romney,’ and the words, ‘stand up,’ in the same sentence.”
And that’s not even getting into the false pretenses of Romney creating businesses and “saving” the 2002 Olympics. He is a corporate raider (once again, sorry Jeff, but it’s a small r and doesn’t have Oakland attached to it), who slimy-ness rivals that of Michael Milken and others. He won’t release his tax records. His wife is dismissive of everyone. “Those people.” Romney has called 47% of Americans lazy, moochers living of some sort of government assistance. These are the same opinions held by the Tea Party and the man who’s really going to be President if by some miracle Romney pulls an inside straight and full house, Grover-of-never-been-laid.
Norquist has said “We’re not electing ‘Fearless Leader’ here. What we want is an empty suit with enough working digits who will enact our policies.”
That enough alone would make me vote for President Obama, but here’s the biggest one. Robert Bork. Yes THAT Robert Bork. As my friend Jeff, who is an attorney and not just plays one on TV, says, if Romney wins, it’s good-bye Row v. Wade, the EPA, more or less every program settled since FDR. Who knows, a 6-3 or a 7-2 court might just re-institute Prohibition. Romney has said anything to get elected. And he has convinced enough to have a chance to win the White House.
But he doesn’t. Not really. And this has the Grand OLD Party scared. Because as much as they tried to make the election Carter vs. Reagan, Part Deux, It’s not. First of all, Willard isn’t Ronnie. As much as I couldn’t stand Reagan the President or his policies, I liked him. I can’t say the same for Willard. The man has all the charm of Doug Neidermeyer. Yes, I had to work an “Animal House” reference in there.
But the most scathing critique of Romney came yesterday, from the Washington Post:
THROUGH ALL THE flip-flops, there has been one consistency in the campaign of Republican presidential nominee Mitt Romney: a contempt for the electorate.
How else to explain his refusal to disclose essential information? Defying recent bipartisan tradition, he failed to release the names of his bundlers — the high rollers who collected hundreds of thousands of dollars in donations. He never provided sufficient tax returns to show voters how he became rich.
Within limits, all candidates say and do what they have to say and do to win. Mr. Obama also has dodged serious interviews and news conferences. He has offered few specifics for a second-term agenda. He, too, aired commercials that distorted his opponent’s statements.
But Mr. Obama has a record; voters know his priorities. His budget plan is inadequate, but it wouldn’t make things worse.
Mr. Romney, by contrast, seems to be betting that voters have no memories, poor arithmetic skills and a general inability to look behind the curtain. We hope the results Tuesday prove him wrong.
So do I. I have voted for President Obama. I might not be as enthusiastic as I was four years ago, but the sheer mendacity of Romney’s cynical campaign rivals that of only Nixon. If it’s Tuesday, I hate the 47 percent. If it’s Wednesday, I’m for all Americans.
Charles P. Pierce, writing in Esquie, put it best when he said, in his lukewarm endorsement of President Obama..”I watched the Republican primaries. I went to the debates. I saw long-settled assumptions about the nature of representative democracy thrown down and danced upon. I heard long-established axioms of the nature of a political commonwealth torn to shreds and thrown into the perfumed air. I saw people seriously arguing for an end to the social safety net, to any and all federal environmental regulations, to the concept of the progressive income tax, and to American participation in the United Nations, the latter on the grounds that a one-world government threatens our “liberty” with its insurance-friendly national health-care reform bill. I saw Rick Santorum base his entire foreign policy on the legend of the 12th Imam, and I saw Herman Cain and Michele Bachmann actually be front-runners for a while. I saw all of this and I knew that each one of them had a substantial constituency behind them within the party for everything they said, no matter how loopy. When you see a lunatic wandering down the sidewalk, howling at the moon and waving a machete, it is not fear that makes you step inside your house and lock the door. It is the simple logic of survival. Fear is what keeps you from trying to tackle the guy and wrestle the machete away from him. And, as much as it may pain some people to admit it, the president is the only one stepping up to do that at the moment.
It is vitally important that the Republican party be kept away from as much power as possible until the party regains its senses again.”
And there is one more thing I want to add about Mitt. He is NOT his father. George Romney (and his wife Lenore) were revered from both Democrats and Republicans here in Michigan. Romney was for Civil Rights, tried to get the GOP to go along with the 1964 Civil Rights bill. He lost out to the extremists and Barry Goldwater. He marched with Martin Luther King, Jr. He would never have gone in front of the NAACP and said “You want free stuff? Vote for the other guy,” like his son did.
His son seems to think he is the chosen one that Joe Smith wrote about 165 years ago. Here’s another telling thing about George’s son. When the elder Romney died of a heart attack, the son didn’t attend the funeral. Another mind-blowingchapter in the life of mystifying Mitt.
And I saved the best for last…”But Kent, he saved the Olympics.” Um, no he didn’t. He went to the church and asked them first. They said no. So then he turned to his buddy in the White House, Georgie-boy.(Funny how it always comes back to Reagan or Bush, eh?) Became a registered lobbyist and got Junior and Tom DeLay and Maverick himself, John McCain to give him $2.3 billion to “save” the Salt Lake Games. Of course this is never mentioned by the press because they are stupid and have become imbedded with the campaigns. And he held the US Olympic Committee responsible and then charged them with $10 million for “not doing enough,” to help. What a nice guy. And he wants to be elected President Tuesday?
I don’t think so.