I rarely talk about politics. Not that I don't care or don't study the candidates because I do both. I just don't want to join in the shouting fray. I can make up my own mind, thank you very much. I don't need you to scream your choice at me or try to ram your views down my throat in an effort to change my mind. Frankly, I'm too hardheaded for that to ever happen.
In like manner, I respect you too much to influence you. That's NOT what this post is about. I'm a registered Independent because I refuse to be put into a box. I don't vote per party; I vote per person. Therein lies the problem.
I have a confession.
In many ways, I am an idealist.
I think anyone we vote into office in the Senate or House of Representative, the White House or the Governor's Mansion--even the School Board--should be a superior person.
- Not only in intellect, but...
- experience--the quality of it, not the politics of it
- courage to stand for what is right
- devotion to voters, and
- love for justice, not the influential.
Folks, we aren't getting it.
I look at those serving in offices across the land. Many are fat cats. Not just in weight, but in bribes the likes of which you and I will never know as we compare the prices of different brands of peanut butter and cereals.
The idealist in me, the American in me, wants to see the beauty of their character. But on both sides of the aisle, in the balcony, and within the aisle, itself, I'm seeing the failure of character. I watch the debates and ask myself...
IS THIS THE BEST OUR COUNTRY CAN OFFER US?
Yet these shouting, empty promising yahoos, with hidden agendas, are what we're offered? What a sad state of affairs.