A Briefcase Full of Binders

(SAUL LOEB/AFP/Getty Images)- Not a happy camper

Next to the Baseball Playoffs this week last nights debate has to rank up there for great entertainment with an element of surprise thrown in for good measure. After the first debate I was deflated by a lackluster imitation of the hopey changey guy. I didn’t know where he went. MSNBC imploded with their criticism and they were right. I expected the right wing thing people call FOX to be hyper critical and for the first time in a long time I have to agree with them (my thoughts just went verbal). Romney won the night, hands down, no excuses. But after last night’s version of what I have come to know as President Obama hit the floor running, I knew we were in for a match. From the first “Governor, that simply isn’t true” to the last 47% remark, the night belonged to Obama. It’s still a horsey race to be sure, but our horse is back in it in a big way.

I’ve been saying this forever since the last debate, how can the President let Mitt get away with his bull and not be challenged on it? Of course I’ve been saying it to my ESL class and they just nod and agree about everything I say. Last night, that didn’t happen. Obama scored on just about every topic even the contentious Benghazi debacle. Mitt was called out and was schooled and if he was a man he was humbled, if not he was humiliated. At times during the debate, Romney looked frustrated and was almost stamping his foot. “How dare you question my au-th-or-a-tay” seemed to be in a bubble above his head.

You and I know that Ryan’s budget with it’s 20% across the board tax cut does not pass the math or smell test. You and I know that running a company for 25 years does not mean you can run foreign policy. Balancing a budget for a corporation is not the same as providing for the people of this great land even if it means going over the budget. The U.S. of A is not a company and Mitt needs to stop thinking like it is.

Meanwhile, has anyone seen my binder full of women, I left it right next to my 10% tithe?

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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