The United State is a constitutional republic. It is, it is, it is. It has to be so, because I learned it in school. It says so right here on the label. Isn't it just about time for National Constitution Appreciation Week or something? I hope so, because news stories like this one tempt me to have doubts. They tempt me to crimethink.
We live in a country that is $7.9 trillion (that's $7.9E+12, mind you) in debt. That debt increases by $1.5 billion each and every day. We are taxed according to a "code" of such labyrinthine complexity that, it is generally conceded, no single living human anywhere understands it. We live in a country that is completely unable to control its southern "border," yet maintains a vast military establishment all over the planet so that we may order the affairs of all the Earth's people. And yet, the glorious supervisors of this childish madhouse, our saintly and intelligent Senators, heroic geniuses on the order of Senator "Psycho" John McCain, Senator Jim "Call Me Jim" Bunning, and Senator Conrad "Oh God Please Don't Send Me Back to Montana" Burns, certainly find the time to concern themselves with the vital question: are our naughty millionaire professional baseballers being sufficiently deterred from using the Eee-vill Steeeeroids by their wealthy employers? Or is it necessary for the Empire to handle things?
A couple of questions come to mind.
1. How long after they are elected to public office do these egregious jackasses have the surgery that permanently and completely takes away any sense of the ridiculous that they might ever have had?
2. What part of Our Famous Dead and Rotting Constitution authorizes our supervisors to manage the affairs of professional entertainers?
War is peace. Freedom is slavery. Ignorance is strength. And yes, oh yes, how intensely I do love Big Brother. Yowza.