11: Thou shalt not speak ill will against thy fellow Republican in public.
So much that gem of wisdom from the late great President Ronald Reagan. That commandment was not just broken, but smashed to smithereens on Tuesday on the floor of the US Senate, no less, by retiring Republican Arizona Senator Jeff Flake with a scathing dressing down and renunciation of sitting Republican President Donald Trump.
Jumping in and piling on was the retiring Republican Senator from Tennessee, Bob Corker. Corker spoke to CNN and threw kerosene on the fire that had broke out between the Prez and himself.
The venom, the anger in the remarks from the two Republican Senators was akin to that felt by Moses when he came down from the mountain with the 10 Commandments to find the children of Israel in debauchery before the golden calf. In this case,
Flake played the role of Moses. Steve Bannon was acting out Aaron who pronounced that Trump was the new golden calf to prostrate before. Corker filled in for Moses’ right hand man, Joshua.
The result was the same – the shattering of the commandments.
Will Republican elected officials continue their adulterous relationship or will they turn back to their true ideological center?
Can Republicans survive if they stand like the three Hebrew children, not bowing or bending, able to come through the fire of white nationalism and the alt-right?
Will the Grand Old Party be hauled out and rewarded for surviving the ravenous lions in the den of jingoism and xenophobia?
From the Cornfield, has anyone checked Reagan’s grave lately?
We have all been taught or heard that repeating or doing the same thing over and over again, expecting a different result, is the definition of insanity.
If this is so, we have a wide swath of people who are symptomatic of insanity.
Starting at the top, we have President Donald Trump, who continues to fight, long after the outcome has been determined and the story written.
From his base their will be rousing cheers. From his detractors there will be loud denunciations.
No matter how many times the Prez either picks a fight or responds to an attack, the result is always the same.
Then we have the talking heads and the national press corps showing signs of madness. Each time the Prez does what he does, going off or tweeting with abandonment, the chattering class and media keep asking, “Why doesn’t the President just do this or do that?”
Matters not to them that the Prez is a 70-year-old man, set in his ways, who is not going to change or meet their expectations of what is or what is not presidential.
Trump is Trump.
Finally we have the man and woman in the street.
If you live in the Heartland you shake your head at the Prez and ignore. To their detriment you tune out all things based in Washington, then wonder why the country is in the shape it is.
If you are on the coasts or metropolitan areas, you take to the street at the least little provocation, demanding removal of the Chief by any means. Not getting your way, like a child grabbing his/her bat and ball and going on, you throw a temper tantrum.
Nothing changes and will not change until 2020 – maybe – when the next presidential election is conducted.
From the Cornfield, keeping my fingers crossed and praying this outbreak, this pandemic can be contained.
Remember the Grand Old Party thought they could pull off a Borg and assimilate the Prez when he was a candidate.
Remember how that turned out?
***I highlighted the insanity in teal.
Roman Polanski – Alleged inappropriate relations with a minor
Woody Allen – Alleged affair with former wife’s adopted daughter then marrying her
Bill Cosby – Alleged drugged women and took advantage of them without consent
All three are current members of the Directors Guild, who have never been kicked out for their alleged flaws and crimes.
Harvey Weinstein – Alleged abuse and rape, kicked out of Directors Guild, fired from company he founded.
What dirt do the other three have on the Guild that guards their membership?
From the Cornfield, this inquiring mind wants answers.
One of the biggest issues facing members of Congress and in the headlines is tax reform.
But from where do the tax dollars come?
Who is paying the biggest slice of the tax pie?
This new study from Pew Research paints a clear picture.
For all the talk about making sure the Middle Class reaps the lion’s share of benefit from reforming the tax code, it is not that sector of American society which pays anywhere the most of the tax burden. In fact, the Middle Class does not even contribute 5% of the haul each April.
Yet when looked at from the perspective of who has the means and stash of disposable cash to shell out in taxes, the Middle Class does come up short. A cut in the rate would be a boon for most in the mid sphere of the US economy.
Some 48% of the money sent to the government comes from individual income tax returns. Compare this to the lament about the corporate rate, reputed to be among the highest in the world, but only results in 9% of total federal revenue.
Do we need tax reform?
Should the Middle Class get priority?
Based off the percentage from corporations flowing to the government coffers, is a tax cut needed? Will the theory of “trickle down economics” produce or prove to be “voodoo economics“?
From the Cornfield, read the full study (http://www.pewresearch.org/fact-tank/2017/10/06/a-closer-look-at-who-does-and-doesnt-pay-u-s-income-tax/).
Then, answer these questions.
The hottest show in the digital air continues to be the Realty TV show – The Prez!
The show received a bump this week (as if it needed one) from retiring Republican Senator Bob Corker.
Corker stated the obvious to The New York Times that President Donald Trump is hamming it up in the White House as if he was a Reality Show TV President!
Remember this from March 20, 2016?
Or this from March 6, 2017?
Then there was this on June 23 of this year:
Compounding it all, the national press corp has yet to learn not to swallow hook, line and sinker.
From the Cornfield, from your surprise about the Prez, perhaps it is a confirmation that now is the time to retire, Senator Corker.
By virtue of having been born on the soil of the United States of American at Welborn Baptist Memorial Hospital in Evansville, Indiana, I can proudly proclaim I am an American.
But – what does it mean beyond being an offspring fortunate enough for my nativity to be in this country?
What distinguishes a person as an American other than the site of birth?
How can we tell who is an American versus who may be, say, a Canadian, who speaks and looks like most Americans?
There is no singular ethnicity to set us apart as American.
There is no particular racial classification, but a hodgepodge of all races and sub-sections.
There is no single country of colonization of this portion of the North American continent.
There is no official language.
There is no particular genetic marker to trace who is and is not an American – such as eye or hair color, skin pigmentation. An American, as the words in a children’s song, may be red and yellow, black or white.
Physical characteristics, speech and dialects, none of the usual suspects define an American.
New Americans come into the world almost every day – and not – by birth.
Americans are not persuaded or aligned with a state religion or practice of faith and spirituality. In fact, one can be an American without any belief system that envisions a power greater than ourselves.
Other than a predominance of democracy and federalism, Americans do not pledge allegiance to a universal ideology or political persuasion. Political leanings are all over the map.
Some Americans amble through life with no basis in the alter-verse of politics or ideology.
From the Cornfield, I can beat my chest and swell with pride by virtue of birth to be an American.
But what other than that marks me as an American?
Some can lay hold to the honor of being an American through the process of naturalization, denouncing any and all allegiance to the country of their birth or country of last residence.
Many of these Americans are more patriotic and willing to lay down their lives for their adopted country than those who are homegrown, to their shame.
The belief in and living up to the radical idea ascribed by the Founding Fathers that an American will defend to the death, pledging honor and fortune to protect and uphold the belief that all humans are endowed by their Creator with “life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness” is what makes me able to crow, “I am American.”
Not – because I was born in the Cornfield.
If you are an American, what makes you – other than birth – an American?
The refrain from the classic song by Argent has added meaning, not just for me, but Americans everywhere today.
For me on a personal levels hearing, Hold your head up,” pushes me to keep up the fight.
For the millions of us Americans, following senseless mass shooting in Las Vegas, Nevada, the words us the strength to not be cowed by a madman.
We will weep.
We will mourn.
We will struggle with survivor’s guilt. We will not quit living.
We will not back down.
We are Americans!
It seemed to be a quiet, sunny day in the dwindling hours of summer. People going about their business. Children rushed off to school. Flights of pleasure, business and fancy were seemingly soaring the skies peacefully.
Tranquility and a sense of safety were shattered in an instant as a commercial jetliner plowed into the World Trade Center (WTC). What first seemed to be nothing more than a tragic accident was quickly revealed to be more diabolic in nature.
The world watched horror-struck as a second jetliner in live airtime was shown deliberately crashing into the second tower of the WTC.
The unthinkable, that which seemed to only be comprehensible in a movie script, lifted from the page of fiction into the horrifying fact of reality. Life changed forever.
I rolled over. Opened my eyes. With blurred vision, I looked at the clock. 10:48 a.m. I sprang out of bed, shaking my head, wondering why I had slept so late.
I grabbed my robe, moving between my loveseats to turn on the television. I made my way back around what I called, my loveseat, to make my morning coffee.
Strangely I heard the voices of Katie Couric and Matt Lauer. In disbelief, disconcerted and shocked, I listened and learned about the attack on America.
Nearly spilling the water, I finished making my coffee. I stumbled back to my loveseat to watch and listen to the unfolding events.
I yelled at the troubled young man sleeping on my other loveseat, “Wake up! We’ve been attacked!“
Frightened, not knowing what to do, how to react, what to say, the young man took off on his bike. Running, trying to find comfort, peace and some sense of what was happening.
I stayed glued to the TV.
Not only had two commercial planes been used as guided missiles exploding into the WTC, but another had been fatally directed at the Pentagon.
But, this was not the end.
The news revealed a fourth jetliner, its objective still unknown, was deflected from further mass destruction by the heroics of passengers. Passengers, who followed the highest law of Love.
“Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends.” John 15:13 (KJV)
The unthinkable had become a deliberate, thought-out scheme of murder, destruction, mayhem, pain and suffering.
What had happened to America’s tranquility and safety?
Gone in moments.
What were and are we to do?
What could and can our leaders do?
What was and is America to do?
Life changed forever.
From the Cornfield, we pause, as we do each year, and remember the lives lost, the heroes, the resolve of a nation to not back down, to rise from the ashes and press on for a better day filled with peace, liberty and justice for all.
We will never forget.
We will never crumble.
We will stand tall.
We will cross any valley, climb any mountain, ford any stream and remain forever that shining city on a hill to which the world looks to find light in the darkness of ignorance, fear, intolerance and injustice.
Not getting enough bang for your hard-earned buck?
Lord knows I am not in the Cornfield! And yet compared to the rest of the nation, the Ohio River Valley states do better. That is all, but liberal Illinois.
Indiana, Kentucky and Ohio have more healthy bangs for bucks.
From the Cornfield, make your dollar go farther – move to a conservative state in the Heartland.