I’ve said it before. I hate politics. Don’t misunderstand me, I’m not disinterested. I hate politics. I am disgusted that I have to worry about some grinning sneak thief public servant using the police power of government pick my pocket, to restrict my liberty. But like a toothache I’ve become accustomed to the machinations of these people and I am able to ignore it. However, a line has been crossed. I have two reasons for living. One is asleep in his bed, he’s safe. I spent all day with him. I hugged and kissed him. I laughed with him. The other is in Washington DC, or Maryland, or Virginia, or some goddamned place that isn’t here. She’s been there for three days and won’t be back for another. I have talked to her only briefly. I haven’t hugged or kissed her. Because of the brevity of her phone calls we haven’t laughed together.
Don’t get me wrong I understand why she went. Our government has all but burned our Constitution. And what little I have talked to her she has sounded like she’s having a great time. I’m not a petty or jealous person, but damn it, I’m not with her. I blame every political hack in washington DC. Every damn one. Leave the citizens of this country alone. Americans are good people. We don’t want to be socially engineered. Our creator engineered us properly and we derive our rights from him.We don’t need you to tell us what to do, or what’s best for us. We don’t need you to manage our households. That’s what wives and mothers are for, and this home is without ours. I just want her home.