I suppose if I want to keep this blog topical at least some of the time it would be hard to avoid the latest news that everybody’s talking about. I’m referring to the latest version of “I don’t like the way you guys are playing, so I’m taking my ball and going home.” In other words, I’m talking about the government shutdown by the Republican Party in response to the Affordable Care Act as well as spending issues. The conservatives can’t get their heads around that they’ve been fighting a losing battle for decades, that the world is changing whether they agree with it or not. They can’t understand that we’re in a democracy and their point of view is decreasing. They also can’t understand that because of them and their corporate partners the people of this country need drastic measures such as socialistic health care (although the so-called “Obamacare” does not fall under such a category by any stretch of the imagination).
You know what? I don’t want to write about it. I don’t want to refer to it anymore. I don’t even want to pay attention to the games that these politicians are playing with each other regardless of how they affect the public. I know this is just my writing exercise for the day so I don’t have to write about it anyway, but even if I do it’s not like the right people are going to see it. I’m sure there are others that can write more erudite diatribes than I can that people will see. But I’m getting so tired of old men playing old-man tricks to hide the fact that they’re really just big babies.
Generally, I don’t even have a problem with “conservative.” What I have a problem with is what’s considered conservative in this country: denying women health care, denying minorities and the poor the ability to vote via voter identification, denying our children proper education and food because of hideous lack of tax revenue from the wealthy, and generally denying people equal rights across the board because they’re not rich white men. I’m tired of the conservatives hanging on to what power they have left and doing all they can to make life miserable for the rest of us. They see the writing on the wall that their days are numbered and they’re getting scared. Instead of taking the news like adults they’re going to bitch and moan and cry like the scared children they are.
Despite all of my talk sometimes I’m not very politically active. This blog is the most political I ever get. I don’t even bother discussing it in conversation with friends. But for about a day I actually seriously considered running for president in 2016. Of course I know I wouldn’t win. I’m not even sure I could run: by that point I will be old enough to be eligible, but I don’t know what the laws are about running before then (I turn thirty-five the end of the year before). I would only run to try to get my ideas out there more openly than I am already. I would try to get more people thinking about these things. But I decided against this. I don’t want to have to debate with these idiots in public. While I can present my ideas in writing like this I’m not very good at public speaking or improving. Besides, I don’t want to listen to what they have to say. I’ll just end up vomiting on my podium.
Not only that, suppose there was the slim chance I would get the office. I don’t really want it anyway. The biggest reason? I don’t want all of that blood on my hands. The oil in my car is enough.