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Fixing Potholes

Fixing Potholes

STFU, Lindsey.

Lindsey Graham is awfully hot to trot for more war, isn’t he? He mentioned that he’s the only candidate who served in the military during the Reagan years. But it’s not like he served in a hot war zone. He was a JAG lawyer in Europe, not exactly hazardous duty. So unless he can show that tossing legal briefs is the same as being shot at by heavily armed enemy soldiers, he needs to STFU about putting any more of our kids into harm’s way.

That thing was just plain sad.

Tonight’s “debate”, I thought, would be just more of the same, and it was that and then some. There would be the usual shaking-my-head, the occasional eye roll, a small burst of cussing here and there, and yes, that all happened. What caught me by surprise, though, what I hadn’t expected — when it was over there was a very real sense of sadness.

It took a few minutes, just sitting back and thinking about it, then I realized that it felt like I had just watched, of all things, an obituary. In a way, I think that’s what it was. The Republican Party, a longtime American institution, has effectively given its own death notice. No viable party that truly believed in itself would put forth such a vapid field of candidates; no party that held any real allegiance to our founding documents or affection for the people served by those principles could seriously display such hideous disregard for the intelligence of the population. It can be stated of every one of those candidates that there is no devotion to anything but personal gain, period.

I won’t miss the malfeasance, the manipulations, the incessant and insistent prevarications and historical revisions, not to mention the racism and misogyny and faux-faithism. The sorrow isn’t for the almost departed; rather, it’s for those who hold their noses against the stench of decay and continue to prop up the rotting corpse. May their moment of acceptance come sooner rather than later, for the sake of all of us.

The Venue

Tonight's debate will be a bit quieter, given that the St. Reagan Cathedral seats only 400 congregants. And a jet.

Debate, amen.