Two weird things happened

Two weird things happend yesterday that indicate a decline in America. One was when a group of people paid great homage to a peculiar little man who became popular even though Lex found nothing of talent in anything the guy ever did. The other thing that happend was Michael Jackson's "memorial service." The first was un-funny girly man Al Franken's swearing in to the U.S. Senate.

I really can't say which makes us look worse. Swearing in a no talent, know nothing, do nothing, be nothing pudgy little creep like Al Franken to help write our laws; or having opinion makers, lawmakers and show biz A-listers praising a guy who makes Ichabod Crane appear to be the picture stability and sanity while speaking of him as if he were the greatest thing since the apostles found an empty tomb on the third day.

I've always been for common sense people running government. Instead we have a ruling class of entrenched, nepotistic or glitz oriented boneheads running things. When one life-long pol dies or resigns in disgrace from office we appoint or elect his wife, daughter or son to take his place. When we're not electing or re-electing the same type doofusses every two years for life, we settle for some quasi celebity like Jesse Ventura, Al Franken or Shrilldabeast Clinton to run things for us.

I've noted on this page many times that we elect the people we deserve when vote - or fail to vote. If the people of MN think that America will be best served by having a left-wing diaper wearing loon serve as a senator, then fine so be it. But good God MN, that's the best you could do from an entire state's worth of people?

And how can a chattering class of know-it-alls sit by tisk tisking Sarah Palin for not being refined enough, smart enough or well educated enough to hold high office and not say a word about a mean-spirited little twit like Franken being sworn in as a U.S. Senator? What's next? Borat for the Supreme Court? I know, but Jerry Lewis is just too old.

On Michale Jackson about the best you could honesty say is that a talented freakish little man died suddenly. And what does it say about us when we stop the planet for a week to honor a one man freak show who sells records while the deaths of countless heroes who gave much more even though they were blessed with much less go unnoticed?