Finally, the Trash Takes Itself Out

Goodbye John Boehner. Don’t let the door hit you where the Lord split you. Or do. I DGARA.

To the K-Street insiders and Beltway Brigands bemoaning the demise of John Boehner’s reign as Speaker as a rebellion against common sense and political expediency (though in more or less loaded terms), I have the same word I said to Tom Eagleton’s face in 1980: There is a vast chasm between what is right and political expediency, and those who try to straddle it _always_ fail. Boehner’s political expediencies always led him to “compromise” in a manner designed to fail whatever was right, just, for the benefit of the Republic in favor of temporary political benefit for himself and other lackeys of the Left.

Good riddance to bad rubbish.

Yeh, It Seems I’ve Always Been This Way

There I was, seven years old, sitting in Dr. Job’s examination room, after a visit following up on some minor hand “surgery.” The lecture Dr. Job was delivering (at my mom’s behest, I had little doubt) was on not chewing my fingernails (which I only did to trim them, instead of using the implements my mom wanted me to use). Dr. Job, a family friend and our personal care physician, lectured me at length on harmful bacteria that could be lodged under my fingernails, making a point of the grime that was under them at the time and very authoritatively (I had GREAT appreciation for his authority) stressing what a fine habitat for bacteria that grime was.

I listened very attentively and heeded his words. Thereafter, before “trimming” my nails with my teeth, I scrubbed under them very, very well.

*heh* I don’t think that was the lesson my mom wanted me to learn. . .