This is about as clear and easy to understand as it can be. The article below is completely neutral, neither anti-republican or democrat. Charlie Reese, a retired reporter for the Orlando Sentinel, has hit the nail directly on the head, defining clearly who it is that in the final analysis must assume responsibility for the judgments made that impact each one of us every day. It’s a short but good read. Worth the time. Worth remembering!
545 vs. 300,000,000 People -By Charlie Reese
Politicians are the only people in the world who create problems and then campaign against them.
Have you ever wondered, if both the Democrats and the Republicans are against deficits, WHY do we have deficits?
Have you ever wondered, if all the politicians are against inflation and high taxes, WHY do we have inflation and high taxes?
You and I don’t propose a federal budget. The President does.
You and I don’t have the Constitutional authority to vote on appropriations.
The House of Representatives does.
You and I don’t write the tax code, Congress does. You and I don’t set fiscal policy, Congress does.
You and I don’t control monetary policy, the Federal Reserve Bank does.
One hundred senators, 435 congressmen, one President, and nine Supreme Court justices equates to 545 human beings out of the 300 million are directly, legally, morally, and individually responsible for the domestic problems that plague this country.
I excluded the members of the Federal Reserve Board because that problem was created by the Congress. In 1913, Congress delegated its Constitutional duty to provide a sound currency to a federally chartered, but private, central bank.
I excluded all the special interests and lobbyists for a sound reason. They have no legal authority. They have no ability to coerce a senator, a congressman, or a President to do one cotton-picking thing. I don’t care if they offer a politician $1 million dollars in cash. The politician has the power to accept or reject it. No matter what the lobbyist promises, it is the legislator’s responsibility to determine how he votes.
Those 545 human beings spend much of their energy convincing you that what they did is not their fault. They cooperate in this common con regardless of party.
What separates a politician from a normal human being is an excessive amount of gall. No normal human being would have the gall of a Speaker, who stood up and criticized the President for creating deficits. The President can only propose a budget. He cannot force the Congress to accept it.
The Constitution, which is the supreme law of the land, gives sole responsibility to the House of Representatives for originating and approving appropriations and taxes. Who is the speaker of the House now? He is the leader of the majority party. He and fellow House members, not the President, can approve any budget they want. If the President vetoes it, they can pass it over his veto if they agree to.
It seems inconceivable to me that a nation of 300 million cannot replace 545 people who stand convicted — by present facts — of incompetence and irresponsibility. I can’t think of a single domestic problem that is not traceable directly to those 545 people. When you fully grasp the plain truth that 545 people exercise the power of the federal government, then it must follow that what exists is what they want to exist.
If the tax code is unfair, it’s because they want it unfair.
If the budget is in the red, it’s because they want it in the red.
If the Army & Marines are in Iraq and Afghanistan it’s because they want them in Iraq and Afghanistan …
If they do not receive social security but are on an elite retirement plan not available to the people, it’s because they want it that way.
There are no insoluble government problems.
Do not let these 545 people shift the blame to bureaucrats, whom they hire and whose jobs they can abolish; to lobbyists, whose gifts and advice they can reject; to regulators, to whom they give the power to regulate and from whom they can take this power. Above all, do not let them con you into the belief that there exists disembodied mystical forces like “the economy,” “inflation,” or “politics” that prevent them from doing what they take an oath to do.
Those 545 people, and they alone, are responsible.
They, and they alone, have the power.
They, and they alone, should be held accountable by the people who are their bosses.
Provided the voters have the gumption to manage their own employees…
We should vote all of them out of office and clean up their mess!
Charlie Reese is a former columnist of the Orlando Sentinel Newspaper.
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Why am I here?
Who are these people?
They seem so strange, so dismal.
Poor lady, she doesn’t know who she is.
Why doesn’t somebody tell her who she is?
I hope she finishes the prayer this time.
I guess not.
I wonder why she never finishes the prayer.
Please, somebody tell her.
Why does he have to be so mean?
He needs a nurse.
I wonder if he is ill?
Somebody should really tell her where she is.
Does he think he will get ice cream whenever he wants?
This isn’t a hotel.
Somebody needs to go to the bathroom.
I hope a nurse shows up soon.
Delia isn’t coming dear.
Delia never comes here.
I wonder if there really is a Delia.
I wonder if my Sweetheart is coming today?
You are here, right here.
With the rest of us dear.
Here come the food trays.
It must be time for lunch.
If he could just wait they will give it to him
They will probably quiet down when the food comes.
I hope they do.
I wonder where he is.
Where is my Sweetheart?
Has he forgotten about me already?
You are Helen.
Your name is Helen
Why am I in this strange chair?
Why am I in this strange place?
Where is my Sweetheart?
Oh good. Here is lunch.
I hope he shows up.
I want him to feed me; not the aids.
Or the nurses.
I wonder if he knows how busy the nurse is.
She is handing out medications.
I wonder what this food is.
Always looks the same.
All smashed up into unrecognizable mush.
I hope they give me soup today.
I wonder where her mother is.
Maybe she will finish it this time.
I think he is going to get mad again.
He did get mad.
Doesn’t he understand?
She must be praying so the pain would go away.
I wonder if I will forget who I am.
I hope not.
Will someone tell me who I am if I forget?
Will I ever find out why I am here?
Here is my Sweetheart.