Things That Make You go 'Hmmm'

All of a sudden, a certain sobriety seems to have descended upon the frat house of Congress.

We have this Constitution that dictates that 1/3 of the Senate and 100% percent of the House have to face the voters every two years.

Suddenly, one-third of the Senate is having serious second thoughts about facing the voters and explaining why they confirmed Zimbabwe Ben Bernanke. They've already got to some 'xplainin' to do about TurboTax Timmy, who has help put us into unimaginable debt after arranging for the secret bailout of Goldman Sachs, after presiding over the worst banking abuses in memory as chief of the New York Federal Reserve Bank.

Even liberal voters know how to do math, and the math sucks, in each instance.

Warren Buffett was in Washington today, talking Ben and Timmy up, assuring Fox Business what a great job they are doing.  It felt, shall we say, contrived. This guy owns insurance companies. And he has five billion bucks sunk into Goldman Sachs.  If things go tits-up, he'll need Ben and Timmy.

Hmmm...

One hundred percent of the House is wrestling with how they would justify voting for a health-care bill that stinks to high heaven, that the country can't afford, and does not want.

Hmmm....

The Supreme Court weighed in today on the side of free speech.

If the law considers a corporate entity to be a person, then that person has the right to express its political opinion, whenever it wishes.  The gloves will come off, and the Democrats will not fare well in the onslaught.  Everybody, including unions, small businesses, big businesses--everybody--will be able to speak their mind this fall.  Imagine how many small businesses, state by state, might decide to spend 5,000 bucks of their own money to tell the country what they think of Barack Obama and his minions?  Hell, it makes OldSouth want to form a corporation, just for the joy of joining in!

Hmmm...

So, what happened?

Well, in great part, this is the crisis when people began seriously reading about what happened, and how, and who, and why.  OldSouth began reading Robert Peston's thoughts in the fall of 2007, and the journey began.

And, they began talking to one another.  Family, friends, neighbors, folks at church; and people they'll never meet, thinking out loud from their computer keyboards.

The frat boys in Washington never contemplated that would happen.

But they never contemplated a 30% drop in housing values. Or a 17% employment rate. Or that the details of the TARP scam would ever leak out. Or that the UAW would scam the country like it did.
Or... Or....(you fill in the blanks)

Keep reading. Keep writing. Keep talking.

The Congressional frat boys have shredded great parts of the Constitution, but short of a coup, they can't avoid the first Tuesday of November of every even-numbered year.

Hmmm...