Rand-cid tea. The other day I discovered an old cup of tea in my garage that I had left there during the winter months. It was a laboratory exhibit of mold and other microbial lifeforms. So goes rancid tea when it is ‘unregulated,’ so to speak.
Platitudes are swell. Governance is damned hard, sweaty work. I recall, as Jon Kyle recently remarked, those 2 AM philosophical discussions in the dorm room when ‘life’ was a bubble floating in the World of Delusion. Grand ideas, no reality.
Those Tea Party folks and others on the two ends of the political spectrum love to play with and pronounce pious political platitudes. Yukon Barbie and Rand Paul are expert in spewing philosophical jargon much as we did during our college days. The application thereof is altogether a different matter. Take ‘war’ for example. Any fool can start a war [GW Bush] but it takes a real statesman to avoid one.
Rand Paul got his curly locks singed the other day and, not surprisingly, blamed ‘others’ for his idiocy. The delusional Paul never asked himself that second, important question- the one that asks, ‘How will this work out in society?’ Especially in a society of 330 million people? No doubt his theoretical bubble of libertarianism would be just fine on some island in the Mediterranean, but applying it to this 21st century nation of a third of a billion people requires a bit more skill and a whole lot of adjustment.
So it goes with all of those wing-nuts, left and right. The religious ones too. Their idea, their vision might be swell, but, like the Edsel, the application of it may not always be easy nor, in fact, a desirable outcome.
President Obama has met the wall. Those grand platitudes he raised on election night in Chicago were all swell and dandy, but many came to a grinding halt the day after his inauguration. He’s the captain of an enormous, sluggish ocean vessel not a sleek, maneuverable skiff.
Many career paths require, towards the end of the classroom courses, a practicum of some sort- a time to take the skills and apply them to the real world. Paul and the other political science ‘philosophers’ believe, in their World of Delusion, that they can merely step right into the world of governance and, poof, everything will be just grand.
Tea spoils if it isn’t tended-to, as my overflowing garage sample proved. Welcome to the real world, Mr. Paul.