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Saturday, October 31, 2015

Chris Matthews doesn't understand Engrish

Herro Mr. Matthews!

We noticed that you think Rand Paul doesn't understand the Constitution. Here, let me quote from your Fortune magazine article:

Rand Paul doesn't understand the Constitution

One of the main talking points Paul used to argue against the bill was that the suspension of the debt limit, as opposed to the raising of the limit to a new, specific dollar amount, grants the President a blank check to spend the people’s money on whatever he pleases:

But this is just not true. With a debt-limit suspension, the Treasury can only borrow money for spending that has already been authorized by Congress. While it’s true that the main drivers of federal spending–Social Security and Medicare–are entitlement programs whose costs rise automatically without annual Congressional approval, they are still programs that were approved by Congress. And Congress can, if it wants to, cut spending on these programs and obviate the need for the Treasury department to borrow more.
I'm not a Rand Paul supporter. I like Ted Cruz, for too many reasons to list in this blog post. That said, I like Rand Paul's defiance of the establishment status quo. For too long, we the people have watched helplessly as the debt and its corresponding "debt limit" have been run up and up and up. Here's somebody who's standing athwart the tracks on which a runaway debt train is barreling out of control. He's going to be crushed, but still you have to admire him for being the only one trying to do something. Unfortunately—as my metaphor suggests—he doesn't stand a chance.

My wife and I once had neighbors and close friends named Christie and Todd. Todd was a police officer, and Christie was a stay at home wife and mother of two children. They were great, and always had fun stories about their world. Todd could talk for hours about the crazy things he saw everyday, the idiots who always think they're too smart to get caught and the excuses they'd use. Christie would talk about her children, life, news she saw online, hobbies, and the oddities of people in public as well as the weirdos at a late-night Wal-Mart.

They had a problem. Their problem was debt. Todd was injured while apprehending a suspect. He hurt his back and had to take some time off. He got workers compensation of course, and that sustained him for a while, as he tried to get back into working shape. Meanwhile his wife went just a little bit crazy. I found out about this later from my wife. (Women can keep secrets so much better than men, don't you think?)

Anyway, Christie found out that she could take out a quick loan at these places that offered something called a "payday advance." You'd go in, submit your information, get approved simply by having a checking account, and then you'd write them a check for $120.00. They'd hand you $100.00 cash and tell you that they'd be cashing that check in exactly seven days. If you later discovered that you didn't have $120 in the bank by that seventh day, you could stop by the store and hand them a twenty. That would reset the clock for another week.

She did this at about eight or nine different check cashing places. She'd get another one just to pay off the other seven she already had going! Can you imagine it? It's a juggling routine where if a ball drops your whole family's way of life is totally screwed. It was foolishness pure and simple, and she should have known better. When she was finally called out on it, she was completely unrepentant. She snapped back..."What was I supposed to do? Let the house get foreclosed on? Let them repossess our car? Let the children go hungry? What exactly was I supposed to do? I did what I had to, and I'd do it again!"

It's a completely alien way of thinking. You can perhaps understand it on some intellectual level, but at the same time you can't understand how a rational human being who grew up with the same educational opportunities, the same customs and society, the same experiences at home on television, at school, at church, et cetera, can't simply grasp the fact that while climbing down into your local zoo's lion habitat to retrieve a dropped purse might seem sensible economically, it's still completely insane!

Chris Matthews, if you think 19, 20, 30 trillion dollars of debt is going to end well, you should totally go to the zoo, you should say "herro!" to the lion, Chris ... and I invite you — no! I urge you! — to climb on down and pet him on his big cute head.


You might be wondering what my blog title has to do with the substance of my post ... I thought I'd pull a "Chris Matthews." (That's my own coined phrase that means: make an insane accusation, then disseminate it to millions of people, and then not bother to attempt proving it in the slightest.)

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