America has Daddy Issues...

101914-daddy-demrepubDesperate to find something to write about (that isn't ebola or gang bangs), I dug through the various stories that went by unnoticed by the Ebola-pocalypse media coverage and came across this poll. It's from the Washington Post, claiming to gauge the political opinions of everyday Americans as the midterm elections loom just weeks away. 

As far as the coming election, it predicted same as various other polls have recently discovered- the Republicans set to make huge strides in November, strengthening their hold on the House and perhaps even ruling over the Senate. But that wasn't what caught my attention. 

101914-daddy-gopwaveI had assumed in a Republican wave this November; the President (and his party both in action and by proxy) really appearing unable to handle the issues of the current world. But the rest of the polls findings were a bit odd...

While it found that Republicans were seen by the American people as being better suited to handle the ills of our current world and were going to make out big in the November elections because of it, the poll found that, by and large, most people still see themselves as Democrats deep down and are still overwhelmingly the Party which most Americans feel have their best interests at heart. 

Catch Me- Weeee- I'm Falling....

It struck me odd, seeing this strange result with more Americans feeling that the Democratic Party still represented their best interests yet admitting in droves in the same poll that the Republicans are better suited to handle the 101914-daddy-obama-dunceissues with Ebola, ISIS, the floundering economy, and Russia better than the President and his hapless party. 

It weighed on me all day, my mind bouncing it off the recesses of my grey matter;  trying to make some sense of it when I heard a bellowing from across the house breaking my concentration. 

It was my daughter, the precious and precocious P-Nut, demanding my assistance from her room. She had been fighting me all evening, demanding that she be allowed to dress herself into her favorite costume (currently a fraying bright yellow Belle ball gown). The last things she had said to me (before storming off to her room with the dress in hand) was a loud and 101914-daddy-belleconfident "I know how dress myself!!!"; slamming her door to punctuate her independence. I went in there to help her, finding her ass over head; lost within the tool and rayon of her dress. 

"Need my help?" I asked, sort of smugly smiling as I could see the mess she had worked herself into. She whimpered in compliance; standing still as I slowly worked her through the tattered and worn costume. It took a few minutes (and the dress was left a bit worse for wear), but she eventually looked more like a princess than a pile of assorted fabric. She smiled, kissed my nose in thanks, and tore off into the living room to put on her movie... Again demanding that she do whatever action it was and wanted to have happen. 

And as I chuckled at this bull headed midget that was seeming to rule my roost, it occurred to me what I was actually watching

I Can Do... Let Me...

It occurred to me that what I had experienced was a microcosm of our breaking system... The Democrats, willful and idealistic, always ready to jump headfirst into whatever new, shiny idea happens to come along swearing to right the wrongs and straighten the crooked, and the Republicans, steady and rigid as they hold the line that makes the world go round. Holding this new prism by which to examine this odd poll, I looked back at it again and saw it all more clearly...


We lived for eight years under the "roof of Bush"; kicking and screaming as he dragged us into war for our own benefit. Desperate to weaken the War Time bump Bush experienced in the shadow of 9/11, the Dems (eager to harken back to what they consider to be their glory days of the Vietnam era 60s) lashed like violent teenagers. This fomented rage (while not quite enough to get Bush out in '04, when there was still bogey men lurking in the shadows; only further proving the point I am building towards) lead to the rise of Barrack Obama (the disenchanted youth, like so many young girls pissed at their fathers before them, turning to the smooth charms and sweet lies of a swarthy skinned suitor. He was young, idealist... Saying "yes we can!" in a world operating under "no, you shouldn't!" . 

And we did this little charade for six years, hanging tight with our selected beau as things crumbled all around us. Making matters worse, be it the botched Health Care plan (and roll out), the stagnant economy, the weakened 101914-daddy-archiepresence in the world, misguided foreign policy, and overall air of incompetence surrounding everything our chosen champion and his team involve themselves into... All the failures were predicted by those scumbag Republicans as we dragged them kicking and screaming into the mess with us... Twisting their Dick Dastardly mustaches as they reveled in the struggles of the young, idealistic leader under the weight of the world; the naive vision of the future he intended crashing before the nightmarish Hell he instead created. 

And now, much like my pig headed daughter and her dress, our willful resistance to the natural order of things has come crashing into a heap of unfixable holy Hell and we, the People who brought this all on ourselves in our desire to show our "daddy" we could do things better our own way, are now calling out for our daddies to come and fix the problems we created. 

That's when it hit me...

The Republicans are seen by the American people as "daddy"...

And no one wants to be daddy...

No one. 

I'm A Jedi Like My Father Before Me...

101914-daddy-cozEvery parent has had that moment... Years and years of affirming yourself that you were going to do things different and better and smarter than your parents, yet there you are... Screaming at some kid at the top of your lungs as you threaten them into compliance. You kick yourself in the afterglow of the outburst; never once stopping the self flagellation to enjoy a bit of the silence your instinctual reaction earned you. You swore you would be different, but there you are... The words uttered by your father finding their way out of your mouth. 

And Americans find themselves in the same sort of mess. 

We wanted things to be different. We had hoped for the dreams of the idealism of youth (or youth clung onto a bit 101914-daddy-strokestoo long), but found them wanting on the scales of history. We can't just smile at bad guys and say sorry we were dicks twenty years ago and hope they bury the hatchet... No more than we could just will away poverty or give enough speeches to find every American willing to work a job worthy of his efforts. 

Daddy understands this is a cold world of harsh realities... Of bad guys that must be vanquished and of hard choices that need to be made. 

Winston Churchill famously said "Show me a young Conservative and I'll show you a man with no heart. Show me an old Liberal and I'll show you a man with no brain..." And as i watch the world fall apart and panic grip the deep recesses of our souls, I see the American people growing up. 

It might just be a tantrum, sure... The post coke binge freak out where you swear you're going to turn your life around and just need a few months at your folks house to just get a handle on things... But it could be more...

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The world is in tatters... What we need is our fathers. 

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