Geez, I love politics and the way they contort and abort language.
Adam Schiff, Nancy Pelosi, the dimwit Jerry Nadler and completely off the edge of the world A.O.C. and her crew, first tried the word “collusion” with Russia to sink Donald Trump’s presidency.
There is irrefutable evidence leftists in Congress were themselves colluding to bring down the Trump presidency like 15 minutes post-inauguration.
Collusion didn’t work. The Robert Mueller investigation turned up nothing to suggest Trump and his campaign staff were actively colluding with Russia to undermine the 2016 election and Hillary Clinton’s White House run.
In fact, quite the opposite is rising to the surface. It was Clinton who had the fix on against not only Trump, but maybe Bernie Sanders as well.
So the Mueller probe was a bust. But the phone call from President Trump to the Ukrainian president was going to nail him. The chorus of “quid pro quo” arose, even after Trump released transcripts of the phone call showing a nothing sandwich.
And the impeachment process was on.
Except that as the bug-eyed Schiff gets deeper into the process, the words from his cronies along with the complicit national media has changed. It’s not “quid pro quo.” It’s now “bribery,” and “extortion.”
Except that bribery and extortion can’t happen on the world stage. It’s not unlike Barack Obama dropping off a half billion in green backs to the Iranians. It may have looked like they were paying off a bribe and being extorted by Iran, but see, they weren’t.
Foreign policy, at its very best, is one huge bribe. There is no mutual love crossing the ocean. If Great Britain, or France, Germany or Japan want our treasure in the form of military equipment or monetary payment, they sure as heck better do what we want them to do or they can kiss our support goodbye. If Iran wants to be able to sell oil again and reverse the U.S. embargo, they need to end their development of a nuclear weapon.
Is this quid pro quo? Of course it is. Illegal? No way. Bribery? If you like, call it what you want. If it keeps bombs from dropping on top of Israel, you can use whatever words suit your fancy.
Extortion, however, is a very specific act covered by specific federal laws. Asking for favors from other countries that gladly take our foreign aid is not bribery and it’s not extortion.
AN A+ TOP GOP Congressman Jim Jordan had the best line of the entire first day of impeachment hearings. He read verbatim a completely unhinged document detailing how “star witness” Ambassador Taylor got his information about Donald Trump’s phone conversation with the Ukrainian president.
It was like six times removed from the actual call. Jordan said, “I’ve seen prayer chains at church that are easier to follow...and you’re the Democrats’ star witness.”
My wife and I are wandering through an inevitable part of life that we’ve wandered through together (along with our extended families) three other times, with my parents and her mother. Now her dad. It’s our second time with terminal cancer.
This isn’t something you get better at with practice.
We are in the midst of the circle of life, which is actually linear in nature. We are born, we live, we grow old, we die. It is a very short timeline actually, whether life ends at 20 or 90.
We are extremely fortunate to have had her parents move to our community where we have enjoyed their close company for better than a half dozen years. The joy of having healthy aging parents is balanced when that health declines, but you can’t discount the blessing of being close at hand.
We are sort of living apart together as she spends most of her time with her dad. I’m looking after our home, feeding the dog and cat, tending the fireplace and going to work.
Our children and grandchildren are all close by and pop in and out regularly, lending a hand best they can.
I remember the summer I turned 12, my grandmother became ill with an incurable form of bone cancer. It became my job (shared with my older brother) to sit with my grandmother while my dad and granddad tended the farm. It was a weird sort of experience for a 12-year-old boy, but one that taught me lessons more valuable than anything I had ever picked up in school, or in Sunday School or even around my parents’ kitchen table.
I don’t like being sick and it’s not particularly fun being around someone suffering an illness, but it’s all a part of living and it’s also a part of becoming a servant to those in need.
We’re in a season of life right now. And every season has things good and bad about it. Spring has chilly, uncomfortable rains, but it provides wonderfully warm days and budding flowers after a long winter. Winter brings snow and cold and all sorts of physical discomfort, but it also brings snow for cross country skiing and the ability to hunker down around a wood burning fire without feeling the need to do anything else.
So it is with the circle of life. You have to enjoy it, you have to endure it. And the tools given to you to do that are the people who surround you.
My regular television watching has been somewhat disrupted, so I didn’t initially catch what has become a You-tube sensation and fodder for late night comedians, that of Mayor Pete eating a cinnamon roll on the campaign trail in Iowa. It was brought to my attention while eating a cinnamon roll and chili soup at a church luncheon.
It was funny to watch the South Bend, Ind. native cut up the cinnamon roll and then pick it up like a Buffalo hot wing or an ear of sweet corn and eat it, but the comments from various people on You-tube were hysterical.
So now we have Elizabeth Warren who doesn’t know how to drink bottled beer and Mayor Pete who clearly never had chili and cinnamon rolls for school hot lunch. This reminds me of the “Seinfeld” episode where Kramer, Jerry and George are led to use a knife and fork to cut their Snickers bar. Like virtually all “Seinfield” episodes, it meant nothing, but was really funny.
That’s it. Funny is funny. It doesn’t have to go deeper than that.