Happy days are here again
The skies above are clear again
So let's sing a song of cheer again
Happy days are here again
That, no doubt, is overly optimistic. Still, it’s a good day here in the USA. Every American knows what happened yesterday: President Obama — the worst and most wicked American President ever — got fired. Yes, I know, he’s still in office; it was, sadly, just a symbolic firing, a vicarious firing. His term is not finished, so his job is safe for the moment. Lacking the ability to throw him out in to the street, Americans sent packing as many of his minions as possible.
My own state of North Dakota has elected the first Republican senator in twenty-four years, and the first Republican representative in thirty. Representative Earl Pomeroy is also the first incumbent representative to be defeated since 1966. This, of course, makes me very happy — not so much that Republicans were elected, but that Democrats were defeated.
I’m not as happy as I could be, though. “A message has been sent,” they say. Well, maybe. But I don’t think there’s a lot of virtue behind that message, and I don’t think the message is what most are thinking it is. I don’t think the motive behind this turnover is really philosophically conservative.
Before I offer my expert analysis, let me say two things. First, to those of you who voted against the Party of Evil in years past, and whose vote yesterday was business as usual, thanks. Second, to those who have seen the light and no longer want government to take care of you, who have learned to value liberty over the chimera of welfare, welcome, and thank you also. But I’m afraid you’re a minority. I’m afraid the Democrats were thrown out yesterday for the same reason they were elected in the first place: pure infantile self-interest.
Obama was elected because America is a big baby who wants a mommy to take care of her. Obama promised to do that. His party has been making that promise for, I don’t know, certainly as long as my historical eye can see. Obama promised the voters he would wrap them up in a blanket all cozy and warm, warm their bottle, and rock them to sleep. And to a great extent, he has tried to keep that promise. For the last two years, he has really only been doing what he promised. So why the outrage? It’s simple, really. Baby was tucked in and sung a sweet lullaby; two years later, Baby woke up from nappy time to find that not only is the bottle is not warm, her diaper is full, as well. And Mommy keeps talking, but isn’t making it all better.
So Baby cries for Daddy.
I’m grateful for yesterday’s election results, but I’m not impressed. America: grow up.
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