Dinosaurs Should Be Extinct

31 05 2017

Okay, I am just going to say it.

Donald Trump and Hillary Clinton both need to go away. This rehash of what could’ve/should’ve/might’ve/holy-crap-did happen is not just impotent; it’s destructive.

Oh, and while they’re leaving, they should take Mitch McConnell, Nancy Pelosi, and all the others who have spent most of their golden years in DC! No one should celebrate their 50th and 60th and 70th and 80th birthdays as an elected official. Seriously.

As old as I am, I realize that, while age can bring wisdom,  it’s not guaranteed. I also realize that one doesn’t have to have passed a certain age to be wise. I am pretty sure there are lots of people who would do terrific work in public office – people who would bring fresh perspective, innovation, and real passion to the challenges our country faces – people who would not look and sound like the same tired rerun of a bad senior center sitcom – but until we quit electing the overstayed-their-welcome-and-usefulness politicians we keep electing, we will very surely squelch any possibility of a better idea.

I am a cranky old lady, but I fully expect to live for at least a dozen more presidential elections, so can we please – both sides of the political spectrum and all those of us squeezed in the middle by our way-out-at-the-edges fellows – move forward, instead of looking back.  Our current DC narrative is, and has been for a while, a really awful story filled with irredeemable characters; why are we intent on re-telling it, trying to find value or meaning in such a worn-out story?

Please, let’s not delay one more day in trying to find and support the next generation of leaders for our country.  The ones we have seen and heard for the last many years are not offering any new solutions and they sure have not solved much for us with the old thinking.

And now, here are two photographs that tie in, tangentially, to this tirade, but one’s cute and the other’s pretty.

Escape is possible. Just keep swimming until those legs get strong enough and then, my little Toad-pole, you’ll be free from the swamp – er – backyard pond.

Columbine, in memory of all the beauty we lose to violence and with hope that we’ll find better answers.