My Old Lady Message to D.C.
It’s impossible to imagine a doddering, confused octagenarian screwing up — and screwing up really badly — on a public platform and still keeping her/his job. But at the Federal level of the government of The Greatest Country in The World, it happens frequently, and said dodderers are then routinely helped offstage and back to their cushy Washington DC offices.
“In our earliest days at our founding of our country, Benjamin Franklin, our presidency, said, freedom and democracy. Freedom and democracy, one thing, security here. If we don’t have- we can’t have either, if we don’t have both.”
The woman is up there making our former Glorious Leader, the failed real estate developer, sound eloquent and even coherent. Which is not to steal any thunder from our current Dear Leader, who has gifted the world with such head-scratchers as these:
You know, there’s a uh, during World War II, uh, you know, where Roosevelt came up with a thing uh, that uh, you know, was totally different than a, than the, the, it’s called, he called it the, you know, the World War II, he had the war — the War Production Board.
Why are these clearly impaired old people in positions of power? Good question.
A close friend has worked for the past twenty years at a company that provides— deep trustworthy voice time — industry-leading audit, consulting, tax, and advisory services. Big dogs. And this company has a carved-in-granite policy: every single employee including top managers and even the CEO is required to retire at age 62. We’re not saying that 63-year-olds aren’t capable of handling complex professional responsibilities.
I am saying that most 80-mumble-mumble-year-olds aren’t. Sorry, Bernie, you may be the exception that proves my point but rail and roar all you will, you’re not being heard. Time to sic some of those young lions you mentor on this sick, damned country.