When Pigs Fly

It's possible I think...

Staggering in the wasteland that is the current Republican Party, one wonders where the hell is the oasis? There have been several mirages out there shimmering just above the sand, full of  apparently new ideas and novel refreshing views. The closer one gets to them they evaporate as if they were never there. The mirages have names like Bachmann, Perry, Cain, Gingrich and now Paul. Each of these mists have nothing to grab onto, have nothing that nourishes have little substance and most importantly have no business on the American landscape. Their job is to be the shiny new thing that grabs people’s attention and soon fades. Most problems that these challengers to the White House claim exist in America, just don’t. They are fabrications like the mirages themselves. The only difference is, that they are spoken with a straight face and the uninformed electorate believes them.

What is a constant out there is the descendant of the President of American Motors, Romney. Like the classic car company his father oversaw, Romney touts being a salt of the earth kinda guy. But in the desert, the last thing you really need is salt. We’re looking for water.

Even that cable news channel that calls itself “news” is confused on what is the real oasis and what is a mirage. Oh they flirted with the “new and improved” like the Cain, or the Bachmann and even the Santorum but are going for whatever way the Iowa wind is blowing today. Will they hold their nose and attach themselves to Paul? I doubt it. He is way too much on the radical right for even Fox.

What we are getting from this season of primaries and endless debates are rehashes of “Terra Nova” lots of glitz and no real believable story line. No, friends, the Republican desert stretches far out to the horizon…this show will be canceled. Try again in 4 years, maybe…

and so it goes…

A little song, a little dance, a little coffee down your pants... 40 years in the high school classroom and now on my own. A chance to think about stuff and how it affects everyone, not just me. Now residing in Oregon volunteering for a refugee organization.

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