As I’ve mentioned here on the blog many times before, I grew up in south Alabama in the 1960’s and 1970’s.
That’s right ladies and gentlemen, I’m proud to admit that I’m from LA (Lower Alabama).
In fact, I’m a self proclaimed Redneck from LA.
If you yell “Redneck” at me, I’m just liable to walk over and kiss you on the cheek. You just can’t insult me by calling me a Redneck, no matter what you also think about my Confederate Flag beach towel I have neatly hidden away in my closet.
Back in those “good ole days” the politics in Alabama was dominated by “Yellow Dog” Democrats like Governor George Wallace; his lovely wife and surrogate Governor Lurlene Wallace; and our local citizens in Ozark were represented in Washington DC by the trio of Sparkman, Allen, and Dickenson.
I didn’t even have to do a Google search to give you those names.
You see, I knew back then what I still know now—who my senators and representatives are—and I was quite happy when they saw fit to pass the 26th amendment lowering the voting age to 18.
(Let me offer you a challenge: For most of you out there, I bet over half of you and your friends and relatives can’t name their state and national representatives.)
But a lot has changed since then, and I’m not quite sure if that was such a good idea (giving 18 year olds the right to vote) however, because the first thing I would have done was run out and vote for Jimmy Carter for president in 1976.
After all, I had grown up a Democrat.
Jimmy Carter was the Democratic Presidential Candidate.
And then like now, consensus is that if you grew up a Democrat, all one need do is switch off one’s brain, extend one’s index finger, walk into the voting “booth”, and punch the button with the “D” on it, regardless of the name in front of the “D”.
How easy is that?
Republican elections work basically the same way.
Ever try to vote as an independent in a State Primary election? It can’t be done in Georgia—its “D” or “R” else nothing in my experience
My current problem is that I’m having trouble distinguishing between the Democratic and Republican parties—no matter what the current media hysteria tells me.
And no matter how stupid the antics of the “officials” we have elected might appear to be, I’m having a problem sticking with them through thick and thin.
What I want to know is: Since when did Politics become a team sport?
I’ll cheer for Georgia Tech football or basketball no matter how many coaches they go through in ten years or how bad Auburn beats them, but I find it a little less palatable to stand behind about 75% of the MORONS we have sitting in our state house in Atlanta and in Washington DC because the STUPID SPINELESS BITCHES & BASTARDS are too damn worried about appearances and getting re-elected to actually get anything done that would remotely involve my personal interest.
By the way, “my personal interest” doesn’t involve anyone coming to your house, taking your money or your property, and giving any of it to me or my family.
So any way, back to my original point, after voting for Reagan in my first presidential election in 1980, I’ve pushed the “R” button ever since. I even avoided wasting my vote pushing the
I still say that if we could get the congressional seats down to a two term limit with a maximum of three terms lifetime, and toss everyone in jail that donates over $50 to a political candidate, the US would be a different place almost overnight.
After all, how can anyone keep a straight face and explain to me how someone would spend $20 million on an election to get a job that pays less than $200 thousand per year if everything is actually on the up and up?
Yeah…I thought so…
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Beautifully said.
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