I had the great fortune of serving as Legislative Aide to Senator Lois Snowe-Mello during the 122nd Legislative Session. Of the group of senators I served, Lois was my personal favorite, standing head and shoulders above the rest, despite her being the shortest member of the Republican Caucus.
A couple of weeks ago, former candidate for U.S. Senate, Maine Governorship, and former Yarmouth Town Councilman Steve Woods wrote, and The Forecaster published, a rather hate-filled and intolerant letter to his imaginary friend explaining the many reasons why the relationship was over. The letter could have been addressed to at least half of what would have been Mr. Woods constituency, had he won or remained in public office. If they read his letter, I suspect many of his imaginary voters to be relieved he did not succeed. Following is my response to Mr. Woods:
Originally written in March, 2011, updated Feb., 2016
It has become increasingly clear that liberals, in addition to having no sense, do not have a sense of humor, either. In this observation I include liberal Republicans, liberal Libertarians, and liberal Amish. The ramification of this lack of humor is proving disastrous for the Republic, as it has for me, personally.
What a difference one year makes! The prattle among the chattering class in this election cycle is all about the economy. “More Jobs for Maine Families” says LePage on his website. “We can create jobs if we govern from the center” claims Cutler on his. Shawn Moody declares, “I am committed to dropping Maine’s unemployment rate to less than 6%,” talking with both hands moving for emphasis. Not to be outdone, Kevin Scott urges innovative budget solutions and a 32-hour workweek as the hope for Maine’s future. Libby Mitchell is the only one who lists so-called “Civil Rights” atop her list of the pressing issues of her candidacy, but I think it is only because the list is alphabetical. The first line of her “vision” for Maine is “Life in Maine is as simple as the soft feel of a newborn…” so one might surmise that Libby is pro-life. But then, her career is built upon sugary deceptions.
The oldest known use of the phrase “take that off the table” according to Mypedia dates back to about 1962 when my sister and I were fighting loudly over the last cookie on the plate on the kitchen table. “I think I’ll just take that cookie right off the table,” said Mom. That was the last either my sister or I saw of that particular cookie. That was how it worked in the family – Take something off the table, and no one gets any of it.
In government, particularly in the legislative process, it is opposite – an item is “tabled” or a motion made to “lay it on the table” when it is to be taken out of discussion. It is no wonder families work better than governments.