~ Written around 7 p.m. on August 1 of 2011
I'm mystified and deeply discontent with the political rhetoric from the right wing of the republican party these days. It's not that the democrats have it all figured out. It's this never ending mantra that taxes are bad, that increases in taxes are bad, that all monies consumed by our federal government are essentially evil.
Driving down the road today, I slowed for a significant accident. Two police car, a smashed vehicle, one lady in a neck brace. I drove onward slowly wondering whose lives may be forever changed. Moments later another siren, a police car heading toward that scene. Cars slowed and scurried to the side of the road for the sake of the emergency vehicle, and I was reminded that all of us on that road were in favor of helping that police officer and that lady in the neck brace. Time, energy, and money didn't matter at that moment.
At 7 p.m. tonight my wife called to tell me she was running late coming home. She had witnessed a car hit a railing on the highway, tumble down the asphalt and come to rest a hundred yards ahead of her vehicle. She was holding a two year old boy in her arms when she called me. She had pulled him out of that car. He was taken by helicopter to Spectrum.
My grandfather who is eighty-six is sitting at a nursing home at this moment. He's sitting alongside the bed of his second wife. She's eighty-eight. Her body is quickly failing. We are heading over there in minutes, but I'm still waiting for my wife to come home. I'm sure she is shaken up. And my Grandpa will need my now 45 year old hand to hold his hand. He won't mind that I am no longer eight years old.
In D.C. the House of Representatives just passed the budget bill that will keep the U.S. government out of foreclosure. This is good news for business. This is good news for investors and stocks and people who play those kind of games. I wonder if it will be good news for single moms and elderly people without husbands and wives or even grandkids to hold their hands. But you see, we don't really care about these things anymore. It's become all about our own money. We can read my stories of this day, and we can weep or be moved. But at the end of the day we would rather allow others suffer or die alone rather than have our taxes increased by 5% even if we could afford the cost. Many of us are still doing very well in the midst of this economy. That's why they call us 'job creators.' After all, we don't really want to hear about the pain of others. Let's leave that to someone else.
Thanks for keeping my taxes low Mr. Amash and Mr. Huizenga I'm sure your motives were pure and honest and certainly in line with the Christian faith passed along to me by my four amazing grandparents. On second thought, I will pass on praise. You went to Washington and lost your heart and soul somewhere in the baggage area at one of the D.C. airports.
When we elected you, we expected better than what you gave us over the past three months. While many of us grew up republicans, we try not to worship our money. If we want to be a nation of gluttony and greed, you are representing us well. But in fact you've opened the door for others to step into D.C. in 2012. We, in West Michigan have more heart, more soul, and more love than just for our money. It's time for a new Paul Henry or Vern Ehlers to represent us. Most of us still believe in things greater than low taxes. As for each of you, you've shown your true heart, and for this we are both saddened and appalled.