Gridlock and Dysfunction

I discovered this post in my archives. It was originally published on April 11, 2012, twelve years ago today. I was taken by how I felt as bummed then as I do now about the state of politics in the United States, twelve years later.


Will Rogers once said, “I don’t make jokes. I just watch the government and report the facts.” I wonder, given that the job approval rating for Congress is down to ten percent, an all time low, if the humorist would be quite that glib were he around today.

Is the political system in the United States more fractured and full of vitriol and nastiness than ever before? Sometimes it might appear that way, although, when I reflect back on the Vietnam era, Watergate, Iran-Contra, and the Clinton impeachment debacle, I’m not so sure. How about in the years leading up to the Civil War? That had to be pretty damn divisive.

And yet it seems to me that our nation’s government is choked by political gridlock and dysfunction to a greater extent than I can personally recall. Of course, I wasn’t around in the pre-civil war years.

Our country is almost hopelessly divided along ideological, cultural, and regional lines, and Congress appears to have lost the ability to conduct even the most basic business of government. How can our intractably partisan Congress be expected to address the issues that divide us, much less solve the challenging and divisive problems facing our country?

No one political party or ideology has a monopoly on good ideas. Throughout our history, critical thinkers from both the left and the right have come up with great ideas. The willingness to achieve a politically acceptable compromise on those great ideas has been the hallmark of our democracy. The ability to reach consensus has enabled progress and allowed many of the best laws and policies to be enacted.

Yet the clash of extreme ideologies these days…whether with respect to health care reform, tax reform, fiscal reform, social policies, or energy policies…has resulted in leaders who think that they alone have all the answers and who denigrate those who think differently.

Our elected officials are acting like a bunch of spoiled kids having temper tantrums. It’s as if they’re putting their hands over their ears and making sound blocking noises so that they can’t hear and don’t have to take into account other points of view.

It is with this as a backdrop that I was fascinated by a recent column from New York Times columnist Thomas Friedman. He wrote a about a trip he took to Australia and New Zealand. Friedman said he was somewhat surprised by the political climate “Down Under” as compared to that in the U.S.

For example, while the liberals and conservatives on the other side of the globe may have different philosophies about the best way to deal with climate change, there is “no serious debate” about the science behind it or that it actually exists. Even the conservatives over there don’t embrace the “climate-change-science-is-bunk” position, as do most Republicans in this country.

Friedman pointed out that “conservatives in Australia and New Zealand have also long accepted single-payer national health care systems.” Even when the conservative party in New Zealand came to power recently, Friedman noted, it did not try to repeal social legislation that was passed by the liberal government that preceded it.

Over here, though, our conservative politicians are falling all over themselves to see who can shout the loudest about how they plan to repeal “Obamacare” after the November election. Of course, this assumes the Supreme Court won’t already have declared the Health Care Reform law to be unconstitutional by then.

Friedman lamented that politics in the U.S. has become so polarized that we have “lost our ability to do big, hard things together. Yet everything we have to do,” he added, “is big and can only be done together.”

Is it any wonder, with the partisan gridlock and political bickering that is making a mockery of the Congress of the United States, that it has only a ten percent approval rating? Maybe the next time Thomas Friedman takes a trip to the Down Under, he should ask some of our elected representatives to join him.


The players are different, but nothing has changed since I first posted this. Well, maybe things have changed. They’ve gotten worse.

Answer Me This — Truth and Lies

Suze, over at Obsolete Childhood has introduced a new prompt called “Answer Me This.” Suze says it’s “an alternative daily prompt” to the WordPress Daily Prompt, which she characterized as “ones that totally suck and are focused upon the young people here.

Anyway, her prompt question today is this:

Should fake news be censored in a democratic society? Why or why not?

I assume the question is about censoring “fake news” on news channels and social media sites. Fake news and alternative facts are simply lies. If we banned lies on news and social media, then almost every word Donald Trump and his sycophants utter would be censored. And that might be great.

I remember watching Walter Cronkite on CBS and The Huntley-Brinkley Report on NBC and we trusted thrm to give us the real news, the truth. Then Fox News came along and suddenly TV news (at least Cable TV news) became politically biased.

So while I’d love to ban fake news, between for-profit news services and social media sites that have essentially given up the idea of monitoring and enforcing only true facts on their site, I don’t see how such censorship can be administered.

Besides, doesn’t it depend on who is in power to define what fake news is? With Republicans in power, the truth seems to be whatever they want it to be.

WDYS — The Second Time Around

Look what I found in the woods behind your house
Among the leaves, acorns, pine cones, and needles
You gave this, the key to your heart, to me
I think it was ten years ago now
Just a few short months after we met

We really hit it off, didn’t we?
Soaring to great heights together
We were still kids, young and inexperienced
And our ascent was too fast, too furious
We flew too close to the Sun
We crashed hard and burned

Times have changed and we are older now
We’ve both been there and back again
I know my mistakes and I have learned from them
Is it possible that time can heal your wounds?
That I might use this key
I found in the woods behind your house
To unlock your heart once again
And fill the hole I drilled into it
With a new, more mature love


Written for Sadje’s What Do You See prompt. Photo credit: Michael Dziedzic @ Unsplash.

A2Z Challenge — The Letter J

I am unofficially participating in this year’s A to Z Challenge. My theme this year is girlfriends.

J is for Judy B.

When I first met her, she was my boss’ secretary. She was a tall, blue-eyed blonde and she was a sight to behold. The first time I met her she literally took my breath away and my boss pulled me aside and told me she was married and just returned from maternity leave after having twins. “Steer clear, son,” my boss warned me. And I heeded his advice.

Until about two years later. I had a different job within the same company and a different boss and I ran into Judy in the company cafeteria. She seemed genuinely happy to see me and when I asked her how her twins were doing, she answered by telling me that she and her husband had separated. She suggested that we get together for dinner that night.

We went out to dinner a few more times and our relationship quickly evolved. I would stay over at her place after our dates because she had to get back to pay and relieve her babysitter and then I’d leave early in the morning before her twins got up. While we were dating, the song “Suite: Judy Blue Eyes” from Crosby, Stills & Nash was released and I would call her my Sweet Judy Blue Eyes.

Things were going great between us until one night I was over at her apartment and there was a knock at the door. Judy looked through the peephole and saw that it was her mother-in-law. Judy told me to go hide in the bedroom. I didn’t understand why she wanted me to do that. She and her husband were separated, but she didn’t want his mother to see me in her apartment. So she literally pushed me into the room and shut the door.

I was pissed and after about 15 minutes of sitting on her bed stewing, I decided to leave. I quietly opened up the slider that led from her bedroom onto a back patio and slowly closed the slider. I turned around to leave and I ran into her estranged husband, who was sitting on her patio wall smoking a cigarette. Before I knew it, this guy, a biker in a gang, was all over me, fists flying. He pretty much beat the living shit outta me.

I decided then and there that my days of being a backdoor man were over and I never went out with Judy again. I think she and her biker husband eventually got back together again. So much for my Sweet Judy Blue Eyes.


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FOWC with Fandango — Tail

FOWC

Welcome to Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (aka, FOWC). I will be posting each day’s word just after midnight Pacific Time (U.S.).

Today’s word is “tail.”

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