I'm used to people not doing what I say. My kids' eyes glaze over at odd moments, generally when there are dishes to be washed. They have homework. They're busy. They're sleepy. They're tired. Can't. Won't. No. My spouse doesn't do what I say. Always for a very good, if obscure reason. The very people who hire me to tell them what to do, i.e. write software requirements, don't do what I say. At least not until it's been through enough meetings that I've forgotten what I wanted to begin with and have to go back to the original documentation myself.
My congressional representation? Who are we kidding? I live in Oklahoma.
No one listens.
Not on John Roberts. Not on the Iraq war. Not on marriage rights. Not on women's health issues. Not on healthcare. Nothing.
Once this year the IT group went to lunch at the place I picked. I'm sure it was an accident. We haven't gone there since and the Database Guru quit two weeks later.
I've only voted for the guy who actually became president once in my life. So they impeached him.
But I've got to tell you, I don't think I've ever heard so many mealy mouthed excuses about why someone thinks I'm on the wrong side of the river as I've heard about Roberts.
Is there a class in Senate that I missed? If you don't like someone, why can't you vote against him? What's with all the pussyfooting around and kowtowing and all but calling him the right hand of Satan and then turning around and saying yes to Bush. Yes on Roberts? To the guy who brought you the Iraq war? And the Republican scandel of the week? I don't get it.
I'm just going to say it right here. Roberts is going to set his shiny white keister on the bench for 30 years because the Dems in the Senate aren't as competent at dissembling, obfuscation and defiance as my teenagers.
You don't go into this kind of a situation thinking you're going to vote yes until enough lint falls on the scales to tip them to the no column. You go into a vote like this, where the President has dissed you by consulting only with his nut scratching Republican cronies with NO as the default until the guy weeps from fatigue with trying to convince you or gives up.
It's like that damn commercial with the washed up comedian touting Capital One's no hassle policy. The answer should be no. N. O. No.
You don't have to apologise to anyone. You don't have to explain. You don't have to back down. You just have to say something irrefutable like,"I don't like him. So I said no."
You say,"I'm a Democrat. I say no." You say, "He's a Bush appointment. You saw how he screwed up with Chertoff and Brownie. You know Rove outed that CIA agent. You realize that his hired muscle Delay is one degree separated from Indictment. I just thought, why should I vote for Roberts? I couldn't think of a good enough reason. I don't trust Bush. Why should I trust Roberts?"
They could have said no. All of them.
So here's what I'm thinking. I'm thinking that this time I'm all for screwing up Rita Relief. That ought to take care of it.