I AM A GROWNUP NOW!
By; The Speaker in the House
Claudia Roazen
I am not a political activist and participate in politics the old fashioned way by both voting and screaming at my television when politicians (too often) pretend to speak for me and other Americans. My opinions are eclectic on issues but I have one abiding theme that holds the fabric together as it is waved left and right on the flagpole and that theme is FREEDOM. Those in Washington do not understand that we want less not more; government. More is less freedom and more is less choice and more is less efficiency and more is less integrity and more is less money in our well worn pockets.
Too many of our politicians think that Americans want government to solve all their problems and tuck them in to bed at night as they read them the sleepy story of all the legislation they passed to make their lives better. I can’t deny that it cures my insomnia but I sleep dreaming of growing up and becoming an independent adult and leaving my government’s house to start my life and make my own decisions. I love my government and I call, write and visit as often as I can while appreciative of how it raised me I don’t want to live there again. For its part it must learn to let go. I respect its concern for me and my well-being but I am long past needing to be pampered and scolded for my stumbles and falls. I expect it to keep its own house in order as I do my own. We are still a family and when there are pressing issues I am more than willing to pitch in and help. However, if it pries into my life, rings the doorbell unannounced, dictates to me, criticizes every move I make and tells me how I should live from health care to the car I drive well…well…should it be surprised that it sees me less, hears from me less and is told less and less about me and my life. Doesn’t it understand that “I AM A GROWNUP NOW?”
Lately it has been trying to use bribery to win me over, Cash for Clunkers, rebates for efficiency appliances and the promise of Universal Health Care that is suppose to make my life better. No I’m sorry government, but the days of shoving a cookie in my mouth to stop my tantrum is over. I want my freedom!
No…no…no… I will not be bought! It’s time to have a long talk with it and explain that although I love it to death it must respect our forefather’s tradition and leave their sons and daughters their constitutional right to “Life, Liberty and the pursuit of happiness” with respect that as long as those values don’t interfere with anyone else’s rights, and we agree to fight as one to protect those rights, and we champion the individual human rights for everyone throughout the world, then we all agree and can all enjoy each other’s loving company.
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
THOSE GOOD OLD APATHETIC DAYS!
THOSE GOOD OLD APATHETIC DAYS!
By; The Speaker in the House
Claudia Roazen
I was shocked when I heard that the Democratic House Leader Nancy Pelosi described the dissenting voices heard at town hall meetings around the country as being UN-American. I was taken aback but then thought you know, she is correct. Think about it, the voting record in this country is abysmal and we have been embarrassed by countries like post Saddam Iraq when it comes to citizen participation. Getting people to pull away from their televisions and computers to go to a town hall meeting is a feat in and of itself. Nancy has it right when she says that it is un-American that people are going to town hall meetings, asking questions and then boldly dissenting with their voices at their government’s sweeping plans, spending and power grabbing. It is so unlike the typical American! It is UN-American! It is spontaneous, un-organized, unaffiliated with Democrat or Republican party association, gender and age neutral, without articulate rhythmic slogans and not backed or funded by left or right wing special interest groups. That’s totally UN-American! Apathy is American!
Acorn is American as N.O.W. is American as PETA is American but not these average get off their couch and go have a word with their Washington Representative who has come into town voices! No…they are not American. The American voices are puppetry, community organized; slogan filled, placard waving and always receives extensive positive Press coverage. These disorganized throngs of average citizenry holding Tea Parties and then going to town hall meetings are embarrassing our elected officials with their straightforward and non-choreographed questions and comments. They have no leader to negotiate with, no political slush fund to bribe officials with by withholding huge campaign contributions, no friends in the media who even if they report their protests underestimate their numbers and message. What can we expect the elitist Washington folk to think but that this is right –wing, red-neck, un-educated, loonies just out to embarrass the powerful. According to our government real grassroots protest is sponsored, backed and organized and this is not.
Perhaps I should look into organizing these UN-American protest voices by started a group to give them legitimacy. Let’s see how about PINESCONES? P-eople I-nterested N-ationally about E-scalating C-apital S-pending and O-verruns with N-o E-nd in S-ight. Hey… if this works out, as a community organizer I could become the First Female President! No…that would mean I’d have to abandon all my values and principles, lose my common sense, spend the American people’s money like it was water while feathering my own bank account with insider deals and steals. No I’d rather stay an UN-American American and vote, lend my voice at town hall, write my Senators and Representatives and hope they start listening to the growing din of discontent and the loss of those good old apathetic days that our leaders in Washington count on!
By; The Speaker in the House
Claudia Roazen
I was shocked when I heard that the Democratic House Leader Nancy Pelosi described the dissenting voices heard at town hall meetings around the country as being UN-American. I was taken aback but then thought you know, she is correct. Think about it, the voting record in this country is abysmal and we have been embarrassed by countries like post Saddam Iraq when it comes to citizen participation. Getting people to pull away from their televisions and computers to go to a town hall meeting is a feat in and of itself. Nancy has it right when she says that it is un-American that people are going to town hall meetings, asking questions and then boldly dissenting with their voices at their government’s sweeping plans, spending and power grabbing. It is so unlike the typical American! It is UN-American! It is spontaneous, un-organized, unaffiliated with Democrat or Republican party association, gender and age neutral, without articulate rhythmic slogans and not backed or funded by left or right wing special interest groups. That’s totally UN-American! Apathy is American!
Acorn is American as N.O.W. is American as PETA is American but not these average get off their couch and go have a word with their Washington Representative who has come into town voices! No…they are not American. The American voices are puppetry, community organized; slogan filled, placard waving and always receives extensive positive Press coverage. These disorganized throngs of average citizenry holding Tea Parties and then going to town hall meetings are embarrassing our elected officials with their straightforward and non-choreographed questions and comments. They have no leader to negotiate with, no political slush fund to bribe officials with by withholding huge campaign contributions, no friends in the media who even if they report their protests underestimate their numbers and message. What can we expect the elitist Washington folk to think but that this is right –wing, red-neck, un-educated, loonies just out to embarrass the powerful. According to our government real grassroots protest is sponsored, backed and organized and this is not.
Perhaps I should look into organizing these UN-American protest voices by started a group to give them legitimacy. Let’s see how about PINESCONES? P-eople I-nterested N-ationally about E-scalating C-apital S-pending and O-verruns with N-o E-nd in S-ight. Hey… if this works out, as a community organizer I could become the First Female President! No…that would mean I’d have to abandon all my values and principles, lose my common sense, spend the American people’s money like it was water while feathering my own bank account with insider deals and steals. No I’d rather stay an UN-American American and vote, lend my voice at town hall, write my Senators and Representatives and hope they start listening to the growing din of discontent and the loss of those good old apathetic days that our leaders in Washington count on!
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
Another Man's Treasure
ANOTHER MAN’S TREASURE!
By: The Speaker in the House
Claudia Roazen
This new “Cash for Clunkers” program by the government sounded innocuous until I found out what they did to the old cars. They seize and destroy the car’s engine and then scrap the rest of the car immediately. If everyone trades in their old cars then what will youth have to build on? Remember your first car? My first car was a yellow Ford Pinto, four cylinder, two doors, hatch, standard four on the floor and with no air except to crank down the powerless windows. I got absolutely no traction in the snow and it felt like a motorized toboggan driving in the New England winter. Yet, I loved it! I paid for my clunker with my own saved cash and it represented both freedom and my first steps as a young looking to be upwardly mobile adult. It broke down more often then it ran but I smiled through the pitted windshield that I owned my first vehicle!
When I moved up in the job market and made more money I sold my clunker for cash and bought another clunker but a big upgrade. I then owned a cream colored Oldsmobile Cutlass, six cylinder, four door, automatic on the column, power window but still no air conditioning. That used car was a big step up and I no longer had to white knuckle the ice and snow in the winter. Again, I would wait until either the car died or my income increased considerably before setting my sights on the next vehicle to purchase. Cars were like family and it was very hard to part with some of them and some of us still have the rusty old things in our backyards waiting to be restored. I did finally buy a brand new car and I paid cash and did not finance the car. Back then it was not a good deal to finance because the depreciation of the vehicle along with the high cost of insurance required; let alone the interest rate of the Jimmy Carter years, made it cost prohibitive, so I paid for my Oldsmobile Firenza outright. The Brazilian engine never let me down and after eight years I ended up selling it to my brother while I bought my parent’s old Acura Legend.
See that is the car ladder! The car ladder is just like the corporate ladder. I went from junk to a better clunk to a NEW American compact to a USED foreign luxury and I’m still waiting for the funds to buy a NEW foreign luxury. In the meantime however, I am in the marketplace for USED luxury cars and I now worry that the government in its lack of everything sensible and sane-minded is destroying the car ladder. I love old cars and again if I were rich I’d be more inclined to buy a nicer OLD car like say a Bentley or an Excalibur as opposed to a NEW American government owned GM.
I guess my government wants every American citizen to be as debt-ridden as it has become. We all should have mortgage debt, credit card debt, college tuition loan debt and now new car payment debt! I guess the government is re-writing the famous expression to say “Another man’s trash is trash!” Hey all you used car dealers and old classic car collectors better hang out at the dealership’s parking lots and convince the customers to sell to you instead of Uncle Sam. There’s a lot of treasure in the government’s waste barrel!
By: The Speaker in the House
Claudia Roazen
This new “Cash for Clunkers” program by the government sounded innocuous until I found out what they did to the old cars. They seize and destroy the car’s engine and then scrap the rest of the car immediately. If everyone trades in their old cars then what will youth have to build on? Remember your first car? My first car was a yellow Ford Pinto, four cylinder, two doors, hatch, standard four on the floor and with no air except to crank down the powerless windows. I got absolutely no traction in the snow and it felt like a motorized toboggan driving in the New England winter. Yet, I loved it! I paid for my clunker with my own saved cash and it represented both freedom and my first steps as a young looking to be upwardly mobile adult. It broke down more often then it ran but I smiled through the pitted windshield that I owned my first vehicle!
When I moved up in the job market and made more money I sold my clunker for cash and bought another clunker but a big upgrade. I then owned a cream colored Oldsmobile Cutlass, six cylinder, four door, automatic on the column, power window but still no air conditioning. That used car was a big step up and I no longer had to white knuckle the ice and snow in the winter. Again, I would wait until either the car died or my income increased considerably before setting my sights on the next vehicle to purchase. Cars were like family and it was very hard to part with some of them and some of us still have the rusty old things in our backyards waiting to be restored. I did finally buy a brand new car and I paid cash and did not finance the car. Back then it was not a good deal to finance because the depreciation of the vehicle along with the high cost of insurance required; let alone the interest rate of the Jimmy Carter years, made it cost prohibitive, so I paid for my Oldsmobile Firenza outright. The Brazilian engine never let me down and after eight years I ended up selling it to my brother while I bought my parent’s old Acura Legend.
See that is the car ladder! The car ladder is just like the corporate ladder. I went from junk to a better clunk to a NEW American compact to a USED foreign luxury and I’m still waiting for the funds to buy a NEW foreign luxury. In the meantime however, I am in the marketplace for USED luxury cars and I now worry that the government in its lack of everything sensible and sane-minded is destroying the car ladder. I love old cars and again if I were rich I’d be more inclined to buy a nicer OLD car like say a Bentley or an Excalibur as opposed to a NEW American government owned GM.
I guess my government wants every American citizen to be as debt-ridden as it has become. We all should have mortgage debt, credit card debt, college tuition loan debt and now new car payment debt! I guess the government is re-writing the famous expression to say “Another man’s trash is trash!” Hey all you used car dealers and old classic car collectors better hang out at the dealership’s parking lots and convince the customers to sell to you instead of Uncle Sam. There’s a lot of treasure in the government’s waste barrel!
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