For Some People Truth Is the North Star, for Others It's the Group
There are two types of people. One type whose North Star is “the truth,” and the other whose North Star is “the group.”
Who has been watching the cabinet confirmation hearings in the U.S. Senate? It’s good theatre, but it is really disgusting. It’s easy to understand why so many people hate politicians. I know people from about every kind of background one can imagine, from ditch diggers to hedge fund managers, and the absolute lowest of the low are these unprincipled national politicians. Most of my ire is directed at the Democrats. The hearings are nothing more than a show trial. The Senators already know how they are going to vote. They have had ample time to dig into each nominee’s background, meet with such candidate and get answers to every question they might have, but instead the Democrats ask “gotcha” questions to discredit the candidate while on national tv. There’s more intellectual vigor in a 1965 episode of Romper Room. When they are not asking gotcha questions, they are engaging in vile character assassination, leveling accusations that they know are not true.
This is why I think we should bring back the lost art of dueling. It was a good system. Just ask Andrew Jackson. If the punishment for dishonest character assassination is pistols at 10 paces, there will be a whole lot less duplicitous lying and cheating in Congress. My experiences are those with the weakest character are the ones who will run from a fight with their little pinkies in the air and hide under the covers. Thus, the “bring back dueling” movement would be especially effective against these vile reprobates.
Being the gentleman that I am, I don’t want to see any women get shot, that would be barbaric. Men should not shoot women. However, if women get pissed at each other, there’s nothing better than a good cat fight. Thus, if the shrill and unhinged Elizabeth Warren insults Kristi Noem, Kristi has the opportunity to challenge her to a nationally televised female mud wrestling and hair pulling contest. That would be a far better way to settle things than these disingenuous and absurd confirmation hearings. It would also be a great way to raise federal revenue as the Treasury Department can set up an online gambling platform so voters can bet on the outcomes. This would eliminate the need for tariffs and go a long way towards eradicating the national debt.
The Democrats are little different than La Cosa Nostra, except there is a sense of honor within the Italian mafia. Tony Soprano had some good qualities. Bernie Sanders not so much. The Dems can’t break ranks. Their North Star is the Party. Do and say whatever is necessary, no matter how dastardly to hurt the other side, and be damned what happens to the country as a result. They operate as if they are under the same fear as John Gotti’s foot soldiers. If they don’t follow orders, they will be “whacked.”
I read Bobby Kennedy’s book, The Real Anthony Fauci. It was illuminating and incredibly well researched. Over the past few years, I have studied him and listened to a number of interviews and podcasts. He reminds me of Democrats of old. Liberal yes, but also smart, articulate and very knowledgeable. An independent thinker who could work with the other side on issues where there is agreement. I like the guy. I watched the character assassination video his sister Caroline Kennedy Schlossberg made to derail his confirmation. Jesus, what a cold-hearted b#tch! Her diatribe attacked him for being a drug addict 40 years ago and used a litany of pejoratives, but not one substantive word explaining why his policy positions may not be well thought out. I have 28 first cousins on my Smith side alone, and the only thing I can think of that would make me treat one of my cousins in such a vile manner is if I worshiped a deity whose sole commandment was absolute lust for power.
We Smiths have a family tribunal where if one of us acts out of line, we can seize their assets and have them shipped off to hard labor camps in Australia. Caroline deserves the same fate.
My brother “Fat Wally” told me that when he was in law school at the University of Virginia (JD/MBA), there were a bevy of sycophants who followed Bobby Kennedy around. He explained “like fish flopping around after chum had been thrown in the water.” Now, these same stargazers, whose North Star is “the Party” hate him because he is capable of a non-groupthink independent thought.
I’m not a big fan of weak-kneed Republicans either. I view many of these fellas as knowing the truth, but not having the gonads to stand up for the truth. They are afraid to challenge a flawed orthodoxy for fear that someone is going to call them a name (boo-hoo!), instead of challenging the orthodoxy with boldness and fortitude. They turn their backs on the electorate who voted for them precisely because of the stance that they are now disavowing. For these folks I suggest an amendment to current Republican rules. Every year the electorate gets to vote on 10 members who showed a lack of courage to have their gonads excised. This might encourage them to value gonad-ism a bit more.
It's all such a cesspool! There is something really wrong with government when it’s leaders will whore themselves as they do and lie with no shame. If the government wasn’t so big and did not have the capacity to dole out so many favors, there wouldn’t be so many despicable, lying, pettifogging miscreants. This is one of the reasons why the new Department of Government Efficiency (DOGE) is such a good idea. The smaller the government, the better the people are who run it. However, in the meantime, I suggest we:
Bring back dueling.
Sponsor female mud wrestling ( avec online gambling)
Send disloyal family shrews to work camps in Australia; and
Castrate the testiculaly challenged.
First published at realclearmarkets.com.