Everybody is Asking

I have never seen the like.

Folks — friends, family, sales clerks, the postman, delivery people at my house, and even complete strangers — at church, restaurants, gas stations, hardware stores…all with one thing on their lips: “ What is going on with our government?”

The only answer I can give?

“That's what happens when you go dumpster- diving for a president.”

It's also what occurs when low-information voters stand around and watch voting integrity go south — and I don't mean South America. Although, Democrat Socialists do remind me of Venezuela's totalitarian regime in many respects.

What with Obama burnout, Janet Yellen, appointed by Biden as Secretary of the Treasury, saying recently that the IRS spying on every citizen in the U.S. with a business or personal account of over $600 (as being pushed right now in Congress as Joe Biden's American Family Act) is an attempt to monitor billionaires in this country.

I guess that makes me and you and darn near everyone in the U.S. a billionaire doesn't it? Wow, see what the government can do for you… made us all billionaires overnight.

Not.

Then there's the Transportation Secretary, Pete Buttigieg, when he was asked what he would do about the current backlog of shipping offshore and trucking shortages — so bad at present that companies like Walmart are hiring their own shipping fleets, Home Deport flying in their tools, and Coca-Cola chartering bulk loads of coal themselves, because of political incompetence.

And when actually asked about it by a reporter, he (Buttigieg) was out making the rounds and talking about the time he proposed to his male 'husband' at the O’Hare

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Airport and how the two of them were adopting a child, Buttigige began to blabber and stammer in response to an actual question from the reporter-sounding like Elmer Fudd in a Bugs Bunny cartoon.

So much so, that I doubt he actually even 'knows' that he is Secretary of Transportation. Maybe 'Ol Joe just told him to stand around and look important? Next, there's Kamala Harris, who has reappeared on the scene as the 'Space Force' Queen.

And the upshod of that decision?

Her aides staged a

video, and had a talent company to go out and hire paid child actors to surround her so she could talk down to them and cackle like the Wicked Witch of the West. How else could they find anyone to listen to her-even kids-without paying wads of cash to do so?

And THAT'S your current government in a nutshell.

Or, as an aunt once was fond of adding:

So, when folks ask me about what's going on with our politicians?

I think of movie scenes I have viewed.

About the hopelessness of the situation, I recall the scene from the movie,'

“ I don't have to tell you things are bad. Everybody knows things are bad. It's a depression. Everybody's out of work or scared of losing their job. The dollar buys a nickel's worth; banks are going bust; shopkeepers keep a gun under the counter; punks are running wild in the street, and there's nobody anywhere who seems to know what to do, and there's no end to it.

We know the air is unfit to breathe and our food is unfit to eat. And we sit watching our TVs while some local newscaster tells us that today we had fifteen homicides and sixty- three violent crimes, as if that's the way it's supposed to be!

We all know things are bad — worse than bad — they're crazy.

It's like everything everywhere is going crazy, so we don't go out any more. We sit in the house, and slowly the world we're living in is getting smaller, and all we say is, ' Please, at least leave us alone in our living rooms. Let me have my toaster and my TV and my steel- belted radials, and I won't say anything. Just leave us alone.'

Next, there is the personal despondence felt by the individual because of all the horrible dictatorial edicts of Biden and his ilk, the disasters at what used to be our southern border, international crises springing up right and left, the economic devastations of hyper-inflation, manufacturing failures — and now, the collapse of our transportation sector. All, while trillions of dollars are being thrown around to keep people home, masked and mandatorily vaccinated, as Left-wing operatives systematically stomp small businesses and the middleclass to death.

I think of the individual citizen, feeling like the man in counseling at the outset of the film, ' One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest,' and his despondence at not having his complaints being listened to — like our tonedeaf politicians are ignoring the pleas of people to responsibly govern.

The character, Harding, sits in a chair and tells the group about him:

“ I'm talking about my LIFE. I can't seem to get that through to you. I'm not just talking about one person, I'm talking about everybody, I'm talking

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about form, I'm talking about content, I'm talking about interrelationships.

I'm talking about God, the devil, hell, heaven.”

Particularly, there is this: When the actor, Michael Douglas, voices what we are all feeling most at this time — the utter and existential nothingnesss that is facing us in the future due to the seemingly rudderless course being set by Corporate board Internationalists, Marxist One-World political elites — together with their minions in High Tech and toadies in the media.

Bill Foster, his character in the film, emotes his lost feelings — which reflect our own at this present moment-most eloquently, when he says: “ I've passed the point of no return, Beth. Do you know when that is? That's the point in a journey where it's longer to go back to the beginning than it is to continue to the end. It's like… do you remember when those astronauts got in trouble? They were going to the moon and something went wrong. I don't know, somebody screwed up, and they had to get them back to Earth. But they had passed the point of no return. So they had to go all the way around the moon to get back — and they were out of contact for hours. Everybody waited, breathlessly, to see if a bunch of dead guys in a can would pop out the other side. Well, that's me.

I'm on the other side of the moon now… out of contact, and everybody is going to have to wait ' til I pop out.”

That's all I got for you folks. Like the character, Howard Beale, there's no way I can sugarcoat what is going on right now and retain any semblance of honesty. It's a mess and it needs to end.

Period.

Stop.

Robert L. Hall is a resident of Marion and has a Bachelor’s Degree in music from the University of Memphis and a Master’s Degree from Florida State University. He is the pianist for Avondale Baptist Church and a writer of fiction on Amazon eBooks.