The Stupidity of Progressives

How disgraceful it is of Democrat Senators disrupting the Confirmation hearings of Brett Kavanaugh. The one argument they keep using is the lack of coöperation in releasing an extra 100,000 pages of documents from Kavanaugh’s tenure in government. Most likely they would be keeping track of punctuation errors with which to accuse him of being against abortion.

I did a little math to convince myself of the ridiculousness of the request. Up to this point, the government provided 400,000 documents of Kavanaugh’s work to the Senate. In my best year as a reader I have logged fifty, three hundred page books. At that pace it would take me two hundred and sixty-six years to read that many pages.

This is our government folks. We voted for them, and we are responsible for their attitudes and their stupidity. They are so inept to believe that we the people are so gullible as to buy the need for hundreds of thousands of pages of work content to vet a new judge. The Dems are fighting with all the dirty tricks they know to kill the confirmation of a good judge. They know that the Progressive movement relies on ultra-liberal justices who will legislate from the bench to promote their illegal causes.

The Progressive’s primary point of contention is a fear that conservative Supreme Court will cancel Roe v. Wade (Abortion). Again, they are too stupid to realize the old law would have to come to the Supreme Court from we the people? The court is not going to pick on old legislation to re-judge. The Dems know that Roe v. Wade is morally wrong, but because of the law abortion is legal. Since most aborted babies are black I  conclude that Progressives are racist and are promoting black genocide.

Funerals

 

Yesterday, I watched the funeral of John McCain at the National Cathedral in Washington DC. I failed to watch the earlier honorarium but did watch men from different branches of service carry his coffin up the Capital stairs. The precision they maintained while going up those steps while holding the coffin level. I wonder how much practice it takes to become that good.

I was having a late breakfast when I turned on the TV to learn the news at a point where the attendees were awaiting the hearse. That was it for me I sat watching for the rest of the morning. As a boy I was privy to attending  many funerals in our parish as an altar boy. The Episcopalian rite seemed to be somewhat different from a Catholic one. They dispensed with the incense burning and blessing of the coffin driving away all evil spirits from the body.

What always amazes me is to see our Past Presidents sitting together having a jovial time enjoying the privileges without the responsibility. Obama sat in the first row in pew one, Michelle was next to him. George W. and Laura Bush were next, and then Bill Clinton and Hillary. Missing were Trump, Carter, and George H.W. Bush. Oh-ho I thought, Trump must surely be holding a grudge against hero John. Later I learned that Trump was not invited nor was Sarah Palin. That is one for the books, and I’ll never figure it out.

The highlight of the eulogies was when McCain’s daughter Meghan presented. It takes courage and strength to speak about a loved one while grieving. I recall attending my own father’s funeral thinking I could never speak to the congregation without total emotional breakdown. As it was my oldest nephew did the job, and did so admirably, but even he had a few moments of emotional breakdown. Yet, here was McCain’s daughter doing a fantastic job of presenting. A few times she lost it for a few seconds, but she just took a deep breath, regained her composure and moved on. When she made her newsworthy comment , , , “The America of John McCain has no need to be made great again because America was always great.” I remembered her left leaning politics that put her in opposition to her conservative dad. During their lives together I often thought how good a father he was to allow her to own a political philosophy the opposite of his without any remorse.

Later, in one of the eulogies, I forget which, the speaker told of when McCain was captive in a Vietnamese prisoner of war camp for five and a half years, and how he, after his release, was able to forgive his captors. I’m not sure I could do that, in fact I’m not sure I could endure five and a half years of brutal captivity and torture, and as much as i try to be a Christian I really don’t think I could have forgiven them as a country or a people. It takes a super-human person to do that.

That afternoon, when I learned that Donald Trump was not invited to the funeral I thought how strange. McCain the POW forgave his torturer but he can’t forgive Trump. In retrospect I began to think of what I would do if I knew I was dying, and there was a demon eating away at the core of my mind.  It is the only rational explanation I can invent to explain his complete hypocrisy at the end of his exemplary life.

On the upside of this funeral ceremony were the many accolades and stories told by his friends. One of the most hilarious came from no other than Obama. He said, . . . “After all, what better way to get a last laugh than to make George and I say nice things about him to a national audience.”