Our government no longer works. In fact, by its own admission it won’t work. It more resembles a kindergarten class run amok then it does an august governing body of adults. Rather than taking traditional aye or nay votes on questions of the day Congress’ typical response to law and matters of governance nowadays is Nya, Nya, Nya, Nya, Nya!
Case in point: Loretta Lynch is the first African-American woman nominated to be attorney general. Even the Republicans in Congress acknowledge that she’s been a great prosecutor who has prosecuted terrorists and gone after organized crime and public corruption. Her integrity is unimpeachable and by all accounts, she’s a great manager, and even Rudolph Guliani, the avowed Obama-hater, thinks she’s a perfect choice who needs to be approved immediately. Plus, the Republicans in Congress hate the man who is the current Attorney General and want him replaced.
Yet, they have been refusing to take a vote on her nomination for the past 130 days because president Obama nominated her and they don’t like President Obama so, Nya, Nya, Nya, Nya, Nya to him! And unless they get what they want, which is an anti-abortion bill, passed…then nobody gets nothin’ so there!
And this, believe it or not, is how “the most wonderful government ever invented in the history of the world” functions…or rather, dysfunctions. Even your little children at home understand that this behavior is childish and needs adult intervention and supervision. Go ahead and ask them. I’m sure they will agree…and they’re just little kids…not elected adult representatives of a sovereign nation!
And yet there is nothing “We the People” can do about it. And no way for us to reprimand, replace or receive a refund from these juvenile delinquent legislators who refuse to do their work. Some government, huh? If this were an excerpt from a history book you were reading, you’d swear I was writing about 17th century France or some foppish, poofy European kingdom where they all wore monocles and sashes and carried long polished swords with scabbards.
But no, this modern day government is all ours. And I’m ashamed to say, as nutty as a fruitcake. So they say Nero fiddled while Rome burned? Well alas, here we still are, wallflowers… at the dance.