The Keys, please...
There comes a time in everyone’s life when that uncomfortable conversation inevitably has to happen. When Grandma or Grandpa’s Le Sabre hits one too many mailboxes, the car keys need to be taken away.
That’s America right now.
We’ve elected a smart, capable President in Barack Obama. He gets it, he understands how government works and how it should work, and he’s seen enough of the mess that your generation has caused to bring a genuinely different point of view to the table.
But congress, Democrats and Republicans alike, are stuck believing they know what’s best for this country…despite the fact that we nearly had a complete economic collapse thanks in no small part to their completely misguided, shortsighted policies. The collapse seemed imminent until the President pushed through the stimulus bill that you all are complaining about.
So please, stop it, give us the car keys.
You’ve had your chance, guys. We love you, but time is up, you gotta hand the keys over.
You ran things for 30 years, and a lot of great things happened in 30 years. Tang, Slurpees, and Legos are awesome.
Thank you for that.
But your infinite political “wisdom” has really caused us, as in Gen’s X through Emo Kids, a lot of unnecessary headaches. There was Vietnam, but that wasn’t your fault. Then came Reagan and the savings and loan scandals, followed by the steady deregulation of most of the financial sector (that, by the way, is where your 401K went), this was all capped by the inevitable freefall of our economy which is where we find ourselves today.
All of these things were preventable, it was your generation’s idea that this country was infallible, that we could do no harm. It was that same, silent confidence (read: hubris) that turned into the loud obnoxious arrogance of George W. Bush. It was your dismissive attitude that led to a ridiculous curtailing of our civil rights. Your generation pretended that gay people didn’t really exist, that the world secretly loved us, and that we were always morally correct. Well, it wasn’t that simple now was it?
So, we, your children, are done with it.
Sit back, relax, turn on some Dancing With the Stars and let those of us who will actually be taking part in our future government run the darn thing.
We still love you, and we’ll make sure you can get to wherever it is you want to go, but you’re not in a position to make decisions for us anymore.
So please, give us the car keys, and let’s go get some ice cream.
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Once people talk politics with me, I often hear “Oh, so you’re a libertarian!”