Gravest show on Earth
I decided to spend a day at the D.C. circus. First came the elephants (old dominant politicians) that ran around in a circle bellowing out incoherent noises.
Next the zebras (newer politicians) that change stripes whenever the ring master (union officials and big corporate donors) crack their whips.
One of the sideshows had “Hairy,” the snake oil salesman, touting how the new program will help all the physically sick people and undocumented guests, but the sick-in-the-head Capitol Hill bunch need no help – just your money.
Next the “skinny lady,” doubling as a snake charmer, mesmerized all of the reptiles (representatives) that lacked adequate “gray matter” into voting for weird things of which they had no knowledge.
Then flew in the “clown-in-charge” for a photo op. He had a big red nose, a huge toothy smile and big floppy ears. He proceeded to tell us everything is terrific and that this will be the “greatest circus ever” – far better than the circus he inherited and invited in everyone for oversize burgers paid for by the taxpayers.
It was a real experience that I hope will never happen again.
David Darlow
Spokane