To say I was disappointed in the Democratic debate assumes several things:
-1. That I believe candidates shouldn't criticize their own party. I mean, come on everyone. We don't have to beat up on Elizabeth Warren just because she doesn't have a clear plan to pay a trillion plus dollar campaign promise? Or criticize Biden just because when he was VP, his son had some questionable dealings with Ukraine.
-2. That I actually watched the debate.
While the debate was going on, I was working. Now, that sounds noble. It paints a picture that if I was at home I would have had my popcorn and goobers out on the couch with my feet propped up. Well, that is probably true, but watching Netflix. Not the debate.
I did however watch the New York Times four minute rundown this morning. So I consider myself an expert.
And that is why I am concerned. My family want to hear the candidates talk about the real issues. 10% of our population suffers everyday when they sit at conference tables, use spiral notebooks, or God forbid want to use a pair of scissors.
Evidence shows this population may be paid less, have more stress, and be uncommonly attracted to white, middle class men who write blogs. At least, that is what I found in my research. Well, actually, I didn't do any research at all. But that is secondary to the main issue.
When are we going to stand up for the rights of left handed people. From my understanding, no candidate even mentioned the plight of this hurting contingency. Sure, we threw them a day (August 13th) and an incredible Simpson episode, but there are no parades, rallies, sit-ins, camp-outs, protests, colorful ribbons, or celebrity led "coming out" parties.
Surely, someone in Hollywood could speak for this suffering minority? Bruce Willis? Julia Roberts? Angelina Jolie? Hugh Jackman? Please?
I for one am waiting. Democrats, you want my vote? Let's deal with the real issues my family face when we go to a crowded booths at a restaurants, when we want to simultaneously make hand gestures about middle class tax increases, or when my wife and I are scrappbooking newspaper clippings about Hunter Biden's Ukraine exploits.
Wednesday, October 16, 2019
When will America's suffering 10% get their due?
In 1991 Dr. Lanza walked up beside me as I headed to lunch. He asked why I hadn't signed up for his creative writing class. I did, and his class changed my life. I then and there decided someday I wanted to write. Fast forward 25 years... After several careers I stepped into teaching so I could have time to write. Thus, here we are! Thanks Dr. Lanza!