We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
What in the name of heaven is going on in our Congress? As I sit down here in Georgia, every now and then taking a C-SPAN glimpse at the United States Congress in action, I have to remind myself that I’m indeed watching live, the procedures of the most prestigious law-making body in the history of civilization and not one of my grandmother’s renowned, fake hissy-fits. Or indeed one of my own.
For those of you who might not be familiar with the female hissy-fit, I will attempt to define it. As a Southern female, descended from a long line of Southern belles and femmes fatales, I was myself perfectly schooled in this necessary tactic in the War Between the Sexes. It’s deceitful; it’s underhanded. It’s definitely a below-the-belt kind of weapon. But, as it was explained to me early in life, it was a most necessary ploy in a world where the male enemy held a significant power advantage in terms of authority and money. It was therefore perfectly acceptable.
It works like this: any time you are not getting your way by using facts and legitimate, reasoned argument, you must overwhelm your male opponent with unassailable emotional turmoil, i.e. a hissy-fit. In other words, take the argument to a level that your male adversary does not comprehend: pure emotion, unencumbered by rational thought. By purposely becoming irrational, and accusing your opponent of being “vicious,” “mean,” “unreasonable,” “vile,” “cruel,” “a bully,” et cetera, et cetera into lingual infinity, you effectively disarm your utterly reasonable opponent and ride the emotional wave of perfected guile to victory. In other words, you get your own way in the matter.
This is precisely the tactic being employed now on a regular basis in our United States Congress. Much to my dismay, many of the current Congressional Hissy-Fits are being thrown by men. Whenever a new or expanded entitlement program is proposed, or there is a debate about the War, or a new grievance or “hate crime” comes about, we witness a nationally televised, media-hyped, Democratic Party-endorsed hissy-fit.
Rep Pete Stark (D-CA) sure threw hisself a pretty hissy fit yesterday. Wot a piece of work THAT guy is. It's as if his type believes the war is just a lark--something USA is 'doing' for fun. This position requires an almost unbelieveable "three monkey act".
Good hunting NJ. I am on a bird super highway right now here in upstate NY. Took the two pugs (IMHO, they just barely qualify as dogs) out for a hike in the nearby fields last eve. The neighbors three horses galloped up to the white fence around their corral to greet us. The silly pugs went right through the fence to nip at the horses back legs. I was afraid one of them would suffer a swift kick to the head but luckily the horses were very tolerant of them. The fields are still green with clover and the maples ringing the fields are glowing red and yellow. It was so warm and the new moon was rising while the sunset was turning the sky gold and pink. Then the North horizon turned black with literally hundreds and hundreds of geese and within a few moments they were overhead.The sights and sounds were incredible. Birds, horses, dogs (well, kinda, sorta dogs). Close to perfect. Am seeing lots of ducks and geese on wing every day. Saw a most beautiful pheasant too.