FINGERS
An ancient philosopher once wrote: “The tale of men is written by a finger of wind upon moving waters”.
Food
for thought. And I know that most of us have heard our mothers say it
was not polite to point a finger at other folks. There times however
when a pointed finger becomes a tool of enlightenment.
The
astute and discerning citizen cannot help but recognize the fingers of
the Democratic party’s dirty tricks in the Cox-Rehberg contest. I know
my opinion on this will anger more than a few Libertarian thinkers who
were compelled by conscience to vote as they did. But they did, in point
of fact, vote away any chance of control in the U.S. Senate. The logic
of the numbers is inescapable. Mr. Rehberg admittedly has a few
political warts, but he would have been the ‘gate keeper’, halting
Obama’s rampant surge to totally control the Senate and thereby the U.S.
Supreme court, stacking the deck so to speak, removing the last few
safeguards of the Republic.
History recalls that Judas, in his remorse, hanged himself. I suspect
that was a bit extreme and has probably gone out of style, so, Mr. Cox
and his loyal followers must needs cower in dark corners and content
themselves with gnawing on their fingers and find what solace they can
in counting their thirty pieces of silver. Privately,
I cannot help but wonder what Mr. Cox was offered by his handlers, the
shady backroom folks, to induce a man of decent enough stature, to
pursue a course he could not help but understand was un-winnable and
held such catastrophic consequences. The number of votes cast in his
name tell their own story, point their own finger needing little further
help from me.
Folks
who know me are aware I hold a deep and abiding pride in my home state
and faith in its people. That faith has been shaken and it will be a
long time before I can look on my neighbors in that same way again.
Knowing that Montana cast the votes that will likely lead to the
eventual demise of the Republic is not an easy thing to deal with.
However, I can look myself in the mirror and know I did the right thing
and owe apologies to no one. There
are other faces in other mirrors who will know they cannot do the same,
and see the pointed fingers of guilt for the rest of their lives.
Rest
in peace Montana.
H/T to DDL
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