America is already reeling from the Gulf oil spill disaster with the worst yet to come. Also in dire straits is the economy, with joblessness increasing and productivity being sent to the far flung corners of the world. We have Iran rattling its scimitar, Israel under attack from just about everybody, North Korea sinking innocent ships with impunity, and the Russian bear growling once again.No wonder that American citizens are deeply concerned about the future of the free world.
But what are our leaders doing to inspire us, to comfort us, to let us know they're dedicated to finding the answers to these huge problems?
Let's see. The President is hosting musical soirees, playing golf and basketball, and making speeches which blame George W. Bush, British Petroleum, Wall Street, Israel, Republicans, and Fox News for all his problems. Among those speeches are talks at high school commencements for which he still requires teleprompters. (No time to write the speech himself or even go over the notes, he's got an early tee time.)
Other leaders? Well, Harry Reid is fighting for his political life but he's still yucking it up. And all those other Democrat incumbents also in danger of losing their jobs after arrogantly voting time and again for irresponsible spending, unlimited taxes, immoral policies and weakening our national security? They're avoiding voting on anything this summer -- all the while making sure that their appearances at home are invitation-only. They're not risking any ice-tea parties spoiling their fun.
Nancy Pelosi is striking airbrushed poses, confidently chuckling about the difficulties of her peers and talking over her wineglass (albeit foolishly) about art and religion.
And Vice-President Biden? Well, he's having water-gun fights at the White House with Rahm Emmanuel.
Hmm. These folks seem to be having a pretty good time, don't they? Maybe the problems I mentioned earlier aren't all that big a deal after all. I guess we should all relax a bit, knowing that things are being handled as they deserve by the audaciously hopeful powers that be.
Right. Forget the hot dog, Prunella. Just hand me the aspirin instead.
