I love a good scrap. In fact, instead of going to the country club and doing the Peloton, I prefer to go down to the 'hood, where the housing projects are, and pick a few fights with the gang bangers and drug dealers. It’s a great workout, and it really heightens one’s senses. I appreciate the skills of my adversaries, and if they are still alive after one of these workouts, I always shake their hands afterwards and say, “good effort.” In this age of boorish manners, good sportsmanship is much needed.
In this vein, I enjoy watching the current scuffle over who will be the Speaker of the House. What’s wrong with a good scrap? Many in the media and even Republican friends of mine are saying things like “what a debacle” or “this is embarrassing.” I like it. Why should politics be coordinated like a Hollywood script where “powers that be” make decisions in back rooms and somehow it is beneath the political class for the public to see any disagreements between members of a political party. My favorite WWF wrestler was Ric Flair, the “Nature Boy.” The Nature Boy stood up for his values, and he didn’t mind doing so in public. This is why All Star “Rasslin” had a massive tv viewership and why no one wants to watch a bunch of candy ass politicians on CSPAN.
There may be good tactical reasons why Kevin McCarthy should be the next Speaker of the House. I am not a big fan, but where is it written that a fight over his leadership is “embarrassing.” Don’t we live in a Democratic Republic? Isn’t debate essential to the process? Let it rip boys. It is refreshing to me to see some Republican politicians actually have passion and willing to fight for their beliefs instead of running around with their pinkies in the air being afraid of their shadows.
Please remember that I am always right about everything. I see things that mere mortals can’t see, and let me tell you, there is a huge elephant in your living room crapping all over those new rugs you bought from IKEA. Very few of y’all can see the elephant because you have been lulled to sleep by the leadership of both parties that tells you there is nothing to see. They tell you that Congress conducts itself in a perfectly normal fashion, but in reality, most every member should be tarred and feathered.
Congress spends too much money. All its money comes from the private sector. It is not printed out of thin air as some suggest, but it ultimately comes from the pockets of productive people. All growth is a result of the supply of capital. ALL GROWTH. When Congress overspends, it thwarts growth, innovation, progress, higher wages and wealth creation for everyone else. Indeed, it stunts the advancement of civilization.
Congress is full of pus#ies. It is easier for members to spend money than to take the flack for being penurious, niggardly, parsimonious and thrifty. Some woke constituent might scream at them and call them a mean name. Boo Hoo. These are the people who got bullied in school for wearing pocket protectors and wiping their boogers on the back of their desk. Above all else, they long to be liked, and what is a better way to be liked than to give away other people’s money?
The result is we have this perpetual money gobbling machine that eats money and robs the country of its productivity. Its members’ greatest desire is to remain in power, and to do so they engage in acts of corruption using your money to enrich themselves and their friends. Basically, paying off would be malcontents by letting them eat at the pig trough along with them.
How can this massive problem of waste and corruption ever be solved? Are we doomed? How do we solve this problem? Please Mr. Rob Is Right, wise sage and erudite philosopher, give us the answers! Easy. Listen up.
Congress controls the purse. It just passed a 4,000-page, $1.7 trillion appropriations bill. Not one member of Congress read the bill. Not one member knew what was in the bill. Now, here in the real world, if you are a steward of someone else’s money, you are a fiduciary. Under any definition of fiduciary responsibilities, this is gross negligence. Willful, wanton and reckless. The elephant just urinated on the Italian leather sofa you bought at Pottery Barn.
Via Congress’s constitutional responsibility, it should as it once did, pass separate appropriation bills for each department of government (13), but it doesn’t. I prefer a Congress that debates every line in every item of federal spending. I prefer for fistfights to break out over some Congressman wanting to buy $39 DOD toilet seats when used ones can be acquired for $8.75. I want my guy to be like the Nature Boy smacking Rowdy Roddy Piper to the floor and whooping it up afterwards.
All spending bills must begin in Congress. Not one penny can be spent without Congress’s approval. All Congress needs to do is refuse to pass these omnibus spending bills. The Beltway crowd and vacuous media sycophants will screech “but we will all die if the government shuts down!” What a joke. The US government can run for months without a new appropriation. When it does need a bit of money, Congress can spot Uncle Sam a “5 spot” until the following Friday. It can do this in perpetuity. Congress’s negotiating strength is every bit as strong as General Eisenhower’s was over General Jodl in April of 1945. 218 members of Congress, sticking together, have the power to make the swamp culture unconditionally surrender and say “uncle.”
Members just need a pair of balls. The 20 conservatives who refuse to vote for McCarthy might be right, they might be misguided, but good God, at least they have the guts to take a stand.
I am hopeful that Ric Flair will get 218 votes and become the Speaker.
