It is difficult to select the idea that characterizes what is going on in Washington today (July 23, 2011). One of the more appropriate notions was selected by a grandson from a display of sayings in the world's largest Harley Davidson dealership:
Never underestimate the power of idiots in large numbers.
This off the rack wisdom captures the group-think, the procedural shenanigans, the dysfunctional organization, and the leadership currently in the nation's capitol. Any way you slice and dice the carryings-on in DC, idiocy appears to have emerged supreme like the Phoenix from the ashes. Barack plays the role of gobbler in chief, and our elected officials in both parties play over-the-top word games. Behind the scenes our bureaucrats in the executive departments are doing what they can to protect us all from our evil selves, and we are caught in an asylum of screaming idiots who believe that more money is the solution to every problem.
Dissecting the statement's raw power, first and foremost, is the idea that a single idiot may not be of much concern. The evidence of this truth is seriously challenged today. Today's gobbler in chief has demonstrated with great clarity that, whether leading or following, doing all the wrong things can seriously jeopardize an entire nation. One must ask whether this is the work of a single, demented idiot, or whether he is simply the mouthpiece for a large number of folks whose brains are in La-la Land? (i.e. Washington DC)
One may entertain the possibility that the folks we send to Washington are fine at home, where they are close to the people. These early stages of idiocy are like any progressive disorder. Stage one idiocy is the belief that government represents the people, while the people are still in power. Stage two idiocy follows living in Washington, spreads like any malignancy, and disables every aspect of a human's ability to reason. Either way, the outcome is assured. One daughter-in-law describes this conversion as having one's head planted where the sun don't shine. Stage two is fully mature when the newly elected folks primary concern is their own re-election two, four, or six years in the future. After 2.5 years into his presidency, our anointed gobbler is in full campaign mode to extend his presidency to 8 years.
Whether pondering a single idiot or a puppet who represents a large number of idiots, something nefarious happens to our elected groups in DC. As these groups evolve they take on the smell of a feedlot, a group of folks whose brains are in such an advanced stage of decomposition that they have suspended independent thought. These advanced stages have been described in the literature as group think (stage 3) and cult (stage 4). These are respectively malignant and terminal.
While walking to school in the 6th grade I observed stage 3, group think. On one side of the road was a turkey farm. While feeding placidly in a large group, any noise alerted the entire flock to near panic. Talking in an audible voice was distressing to them, while clapping the hands or shouting aroused pandemonium. The adrenalin rush was so near the surface that there were only two clear states, panic and grazing. During the panic state the turkeys all gobbled in unison, and worried that their maker was close at hand with a hatchet.
There was never any indication that a choice, to gobble or not to gobble, was possible. That is what turkeys do in stage 3. It is eerily similar to our political parties who vote like turkeys, switching sides on many issues according to whether they are in power, or not. It is, of course, the gobbling in unison which describes group think, the requirement to hang together through thick or thin that characterizes this malignant disorder. The National Organization of Women entered group think (stage 3) when they affiliated with the Democults, and women's issues have been poorly served ever since. In this stage women's issues are now subservient to the gobbling of one political party, rather than to all women's issues. Women's issues became the big losers.
As with all stages, when suspending individual thought, some bimbo emerges to fill the vacuum. Stage four arrives in full force when the thoughtless masses, our flock of turkeys, discover they are grazing aimlessly across the fruited plains. Along comes the master gobbler, a turkey of such magnificent decor and demeanor (with teleprompters) that he is catapulted to the anointed place, turkey heaven.
With anointment the flock need worry no longer about their own gobbling. Their anointed gobbler is trusted by many as beyond reproach, and should not be questioned. It is in this respect that our anointed gobbler, substituting words for gobbling, may say anything he wishes, truths, lies, and all areas between. With no responsibility for his words, he selects loaded terms, the better to sway the emotions of the masses. Today's terms are well known, but it is their implicit feelings and emotions that sway the idiots on the streets and in our government.
With respect to today's serious problem, the debt crisis, our anointed gobbler's favorite terms include shared sacrifice, Wall Street versus Main Street, fat cat bankers, corporate jets, tax avoiders, and fair share. Somehow in his and his party's book, profits of all varieties are evil to the core. Oil company profits must be limited, in spite of the fact that revenue, through taxes on profits, provides the funds for government operations, not the other way around.
He vows not to raise taxes on the middle class, whoever they may be, then proceeds to ignore the fact that half of the folks in the country currently pay no income taxes at all, but receive added support from those evil rich folks who actually pay taxes. It is the rich who support the poor, not the other way around. It is the rich who support the government, a parasite on productivity. It is the redistribution from rich to poor that sustains what sanity remains in our economy. Our gobbler in chief is poised to kill the goose that lays the golden egg through excessive spending, and refuses to put a cap on a government that believes the taxpayers' money all belongs to them.
When the top 1% of taxpayers pay 38% of all income taxes are demonized for not sharing the sacrifice, the stench in Washington's feedlot has fully matured. Barack knows this to be the case, yet he demonizes the very folks who are carrying the load in the country, the fat cats, the bankers, the business owners, and those good Americans who work, or want to work every day. If all the income of all the millionaires and fat cats was confiscated, it would not make a dent in the nation's annual deficit, without considering the accumulated debt. The lie of this tax the rich solution is propaganda designed to divert attention from DC's insane spending over the past few decades. At some point the limit is reached, or must we become Greece first?
His policies, and those of his brainless cronies, will destroy the country if they are allowed to gobble without restraint in our nation's capitol. His Obama Care, lack of support for the American Dream, an inability to get ahead (read profit from one's own labor), will be the end of America if allowed to continue without restraint beyond 2012. His fellow gobblers in the Democult party, who demonize profit, have lost every connection with a functioning brain, and will fiddle us all into the poor house if unchecked much longer.
Over the past three years, our gobbler in chief has come to be known as our speaking president. At virtually every opportunity he pops up like a Jack in the Box. There are no cranks or other visible mechanisms. But wait, as they say on the idiot box. Our speaker in chief is a master with a teleprompter, and yet when the teleprompter disappears, he mumbles and sputters and morphs before our very eyes into incoherence much like the King's Speech. Some of the idiots in La-la Land have revised their notions of his great wisdom as an individual, and have focused upon the teleprompter as the key to his success. Like the Wizard of Oz, when the curtain is pulled back our gobbler in chief becomes the voice of a large number of idiots behind his teleprompter, a miracle of modern technology.
One must ask whether this voice behind the teleprompter is really his voice, or whether he is simply the mouthpiece for the coalition of turkeys who elected him to office, the National Organization of Women, the Service Employees International Union, the AFL-CIO, the Diversity Coalition, the ACLU, and the collection of deadbeats and street bums who rely upon government handouts for their survival. He was certainly not elected by America's good working folks who have been turned out of their jobs and placed on unemployment and food stamps.
In spite of all the jobs created or saved, from 15 to 25 million Americans are unemployed and discouraged from looking for jobs. In his public pronouncements he utters politically popular statements, while behind the scenes he and his henchmen do the opposite. Neither he, nor Michelle, is proud of this great country, and neither is a patriot. Their belief in all power to government is the road to our destruction as a nation.
His announcement yesterday that his invited legislators "will all meet with him promptly tomorrow at 11:00 am" reflects his total arrogance with those in an equal branch of government. It is this arrogance and hovering above the fray that characterizes his administration, and his complete lack of appreciation for the folks who elected him to office. Fully appreciating the wisdom of the American character, they will also see that his damage to this great country will be limited to a single term of office.
In contrast to the large number of idiots described above, the disease which characterizes our gobbler in chief is a fatal combination of two disorders of the lower alimentary canal: "Diarrhea of words, and constipation of thought in an individual who knows nothing about America's greatness". It is difficult, at best, to watch his painful ramblings in the absence of his teleprompter.