“Where is our Obama?”...A Republican I know put her hands on her hips and asked me, “Where is our Obama?” several days ago. I wasn’t quite sure what she meant and she elaborated, “You know--young, articulate, progressive, capable of new thought.
Where is the Republican candidate like that?”
Let’s see. The past Republican presidents have been Reagan, 70; Bush (H.W.), 65; and Bush (W.), 55.
Reagan was 70 when he assumed office and there was discussion then about him being too old. So we elected George H.W. Bush next who was 65, but acted like an old fart then. The nation had enough of his being out of touch, so we next elected a young Bill Clinton, 47, and later in
Clinton’s second term, we rejected the 73-year-old Bob Dole.
Bill was a little too young and randy so we elected George W. Bush next, 55, who we thought was more mature but still vibrant, young, and fun. We didn’t realize that instead of being vibrant, he was actually vapid and turned the country over to a bunch of old farts again (Cheney,
Now we have almost the oldest fart of all--John McCain, 72, who is almost as old as Bob Dole was when he ran for president. And is also a highly decorated war veteran to boot.
So is that how the Republicans think they can win elections? Find some old highly decorated fart and pitch him in the maelstrom and expect us to raise money and work for him?
Or when the Republican national Committee finally realizes their guy has screwed up so badly that the analogy of a snowball in hell pops to mind, do they just throw some old fart that is willing to go down in history in ignominious defeat into the stew?
I think that is what has happened with McCain.
The national party knows that George has made even some life-long Republicans mad enough to not only sit on their wallets, but to venture onto the Democratic side of the ballot. Ergo, John McCain.
Yep, where is our Obama?
I remember our entire family were proud to be Republicans back before very many in Texas were. As a child, I watched a grainy black and white television as General Dwight D. Eisenhower made his “military industrial complex” speech.
We didn’t want to be Dixiecrats. We always thought we were just a little bit better than that prejudiced group that secretly supported the KKK (we thought).
When Johnson took some political steps that drove the southern Democrats over to the Republican party, things got a little murky then. Southern Republicans became rednecks who hated women’s rights, gays, and the black race, among other things. They loved guns, the death penalty
But as long as they remained fiscally conservative, we stayed with them.
I think it started with Reagan. He ran up the highest deficit in U.S. history, all the while saying how fiscally responsible his administration was. They didn’t call him the “Great Communicator” for nothing.
It’s been that way with Republican presidents ever since. I don’t know how they do it, but the Republicans talk out of one side of their mouths and act out of the other.
In a perfect world, the only people who should vote Republican are rich people. But since there aren’t enough rich people to form a majority, the Republicans have to make a majority of the people who think that if they elect Republicans, they will become rich. Lately, enough
people believe them every few political seasons or so.
I received an email a few days ago. It was full of lies and innuendos about what Obama would do to taxes if elected. The email even offered links to news articles where one could go to research the accusations in the epistle.
So I went there, and what did I find? The authors of the email not only didn’t do their research, but didn’t even read their own links they provided because in story after story, the accusations in the email were refuted. Do they think we are stupid and don’t do our own research?
The simple answer is they do. Not only do they think we don’t do our own research, they count on it.
I’m not any happier with the Democrats and think they should be replaced. They’ve certainly not lived up to their pre-election promise.
So for now, and maybe forever, I’m voting on both sides of the ballot. I ain’t drinking anyone’s Kool-aide.
We pulled an all-nighter.....Last Tuesday when we were just about getting ready to put this puppy (The Star) to bed, our server, a computer which holds all our records for just about the past millennium, or at least from when computers were invented, crashed. It took
with it just about everything we had done for last week’s newspaper.
Our I.T. person was on vacation and we had skipped a week of backing up. (We were lucky it wasn’t two weeks.) That meant we lost not only the current week, but everything we had done the week before.
Last week, about the time we are usually going to press, we started recreating the Star, in some cases from scratch. That meant pulling things out of the virtual trash and redoing them.
That meant that I spent many hours formatting stories. Me, who can barely type.
We finally left a little after 3 a.m. after shipping the pages off to the printer. We also lost Fort Bend Business Journal data and Fort Bend Focus data for the current month, which we are still recreating.
But we got it done: Amanda, Jean, Carol, Becky, and Michael. It’s times like that you realize how valuable and loyal your employees are. The paper wasn’t perfect (it never is exactly perfect) but it was an admirable job!