How Would You Feel?

Everywhere you turn, there he is. Eliot Spitzer. And his wife. I wonder if she knew what was going on? She looks like she is in shock. And what about their three daughters?

His ruthless "take no prisoners" approach, the "my way or the highway" has come back to bite him in the ass. Big time. What was he thinking? Jerk.

Wherever you may stand on this issue, one thing is certain: The hypocrisy is just mindboggling.

The report in the business world said the support to be extended to the economy from the Fed sparked Tuesday's huge jump in the stock market. I beg to differ. It must have been all those giddy Wall Street investors who could not find enough green upside buy keys on their computers fast enough.

The bad guy got caught with his pants down. Literally.

But enough of Spitzer. The tabloids and the media looking to drive up their ratings are on the prowl and will drive this story down our throats ad nauseum.

What has me rankled more than anything, which the media has not covered much, are two stories that are joined at the hips. And not a very pleasant looking pair of hips either.

One has President Bush doing some type of tap dance at the White House last week as he was waiting for John McCain to arrive and to receive the Pope's, oops, the president's blessing, on his getting the Republican nomination for the November presidential election.

I just wish McCain had been on time. We would have been spared the embarrassment.

The other is an event that was captured on a cell phone of Bush and others doing a song and dance routine that made fun of how "Scooter Libby got away with outting CIA agent Valerie Plame, VP Cheney refusing to provide documents requested by Congress, Harriet and Brownie" and so on. Obviously this event was for insiders only and any official video taping was prohibited. I am not aware of any at this time and if there is one, I stand corrected. For everyone's sake, I hope none exist.

How would you feel if you were in the military and you saw and/or heard your Commander-In-Chief acting and singing his way through his day and night while you are trying to serve your country honorably?

How would you feel if you were on military assignment in Iraq, Afghanistan, South Korea, or at any other locations?

How would you feel if you had lost a father, mother, brother, sister, uncle, cousin, or friend, neighbor, co-worker, in the conflicts of Iraq and Afghanistan?

How would you feel if you were a wounded veteran, nursing a lifetime of physical and emotional injuries, and perhaps even having difficulty in receiving proper and timely medical care and veteran's benefits?

How would you feel if you had lost your job, can't provide for your family, or maybe just making it, week to week, month to month?

How would you feel if you lost your home, you health insurance, your pride, your will to keep going?

And what about the audience? They too are guilty in this shameless domonstration.

Now I know that this may be a stretch for some: Why can't the president have a little fun once in a while? Granted, the dance routine at the White House may be a bit clownish at best. Or worst.

But the song and dance mockery is insulting, demeaning, shameful, outrageous, and beyond belief when one takes into account the content, and to whom it will hurt terribly, of someone "strutting" on our lives, and on those that are no longer with us.

I'm sure many of you will disagree with me but so be it. It is a free country, with free speech, and we are entitled, and should be encouraged, to speak our minds.

Peace. Larry.