Tag Archive: politics

A neutral ‘political’ statement for 2020

I am not naming names, nor picking on any political parties.

I really believe term limits shoud be a ‘thing’. And after those 2, unless you are representing your party by running for president, you are DONE. Go home get a job, work like the rest of us

No one should be able to run for congress and stay there until they are in their 80’s or more. The Framers did not intend for public service in Congres to be a lifelong career. The original representatives were farmers and small businessmen. Their attention was actually on other things than lobbyists, PACs and pocket lining.

While we’re at it, how about working for minimum wage +$10 per hour and you only get paid if you show up and do your job? If we the people, don’t do ours, you can bet we won’t be employed very long!

And why does a campaign begin the day after the election?
How about 60 days, get your message out, we can vote and, guess what,, if you’re in office, you can WORK for us. Oh, yes, tell us what you plan to do, and how. There is no real reason to spend 4 years tearing down your opponents.

Let’s just have America for Americans and those who choose to work hard to become citizens. 

Women’s History Month

March is Women’s History Month.
I think that is a very important thing.
As I look back over women in my own family and extended family, I can think of many who should be honored. Oh, they might not have done anything ‘newsworthy’ during their lives, but they made a difference.
A long ago ancestress, one of the members of the Plimouth settlers. Looking for freedom to practice her Puritan religious beliefs?
Those women who gave up eastern homes and left to blaze trails west. Long wagon trips to find new homes and so much hard work to build them.
The Irish ancesstress, in steerage with her children to bring them to a new world, was she filled with hope for the future?
The great-great and great grandmother who fought for our right to vote, because they believed women should have a say in things. The grandmother who took a ‘man’s job’ (making radios) during World War II. In a day when global communcation took hours, if not days. She once told me about waiting at night outside the telegraph office, waiting for casualty lists to be posted after a battle. Always the fear, or pride, that her work would bring the news that would be relayed through the wires.
Shaking the famioly tree and thinking with pride of these ladies, I wonder what sort of history I might leave for those to come.