Of Elections Past

And the Aftermath

A week ago today the results of the election began to soak in at the Whitehouse. Up until the polls closed in most of the states it appeared that many of the Democrats were still in denial. Some were still predicting that they would win both Houses of Congress and that their agenda would proceed as planned. They were almost half right, They held the senate by a narrow margin.

But here it is, one short week later, and the Republicans are already fighting over the spoils. It sure makes me glad that I am an Independent and not bound to vote for any of them in the next election - if I should live that long.

Surprise, surprise, a few days ago I heard on the news that AARP, which lobbied hard for that health care bill while it was being rammed through the Senate, had announced that it is raising practically everything (cost, deductables, etc.) concerning their insurance and blaming it on Obamacare. Apparently what's good for the geese isn't good for the gander.

Even after a record amount of money being spent and what turned out to be somewhat like a game of musical chairs being played, I predict that there will be very little change in Washington. It always comes down to politics and politicians. Why should it be any different this time?


An oak tree stands near the crest of the hill, gnarled and battered and old / a few shriveled leaves are all it has left to shiver when the winds blow cold / on a limb near the top some birds built a nest and raised a family last spring / but now they have moved to a much younger tree with more protection about which to sing.

Inside a hole in the trunk two squirreld made a home and stored up enought food to get through / for winter is coming and that brings the snow but then about April they'll be moving on too / A woodpecker worries a knot on one side, searching diligently for a new food supply / for whatever it's worth it is still being used and looks back over its life with some pride.

Old friends have all gone, deserted the ship that once gave them shelter from the cold / an oak tree is standing over the crest of the hill, gnarled and battered and old.

For some time now I have been feeling somewhat like that tree and the feeling intensives as time passes on especially the part about "old friend have all gone."

Tomorrow is the 11th of November, Armistice Day, now known as Veterans Day. If anyone who reads this is a veteran, I want to say "THANK YOU AND I TRULY APPRECIATE YOUR PATRIOTISM AND YOUR WILLINGNESS TO RISK YOUR LIFE TO PROTECT US ALL. YOUR DEDICATION IS WHAT KEEPS AMERICA GREAT, NOT THE POLITICIANS IN WASHINGTON."

Thank for you time and effort, stay tuned. - William