email I sent to my Senators asking them to vote for an extension of unemployment insurance. Thanks to those who've blogged about it, linked and tweeted it, as well.
Predictably, both responded with form letters thanking me for contacting them, expressing sympathy for those of us out of work and explaining that they could only support the extension if it is budget neutral and does not add to the deficit.
I'm still trying to craft an appropriate response. I thought about calling my mother, The Big R, for advice, but I already know what she would say. While it's apparently fine for her to say politically incorrect things about Kentucky Senator Mitch McConnell and his lipless, chinless, marionette-lined face and his cat who swallowed the canary smile, it is not okay for me to embarrass The Big R by shouting in an email written in all caps.
According to her, it's fine to treat politics like sports when one is safely walled off from prying eyes and ears, cocooned in front of the TV inside one's domicile, shouting "Get your head out of your ass!" at Chris Matthews when he fails to ask some obfuscating political operative an obvious follow up question.
However, opening your response to a Senator who essentially told you (once again) to get stuffed with "You've got to be fucking kidding me!" is not okay.
So I'm thinking over my response to both Senators - one a hard right conservative and the other more moderate - who support the ongoing massive spending on warfare and making permanent tax cuts for the wealthiest two percent of Americans, a move that is projected to increase the budget deficit by $700 billion plus and has not created a single net job in ten years, but want to draw a line in the spending sand when it comes to putting money into the hands of people who need it and who will put it into the economy immediately by spending it on essentials. Let's just say keeping a measured and respectful tone is going to take some real effort.
Come to think of it, in the course of any given day, I do some really stupid stuff. Trying to apply logic to politics and how our government "works" is probably some of the stupidest stuff I do.
Setting: MathMan and I are sort of watching Countdown with Keef Overman's segment on the airport "security" full body scanners and TSA latex-gloved diddlings.
Me: I get the whole privacy/effectiveness thing, but really? I've got more pressing worries at the moment.
MathMan: Yeah, well look at the unit on that guy.
Me: What? Shit! I missed it! Worth a rewind?
MathMan: Yeah, go ahead. Rewind.
Me: Wow. That guy on the right is hung.
MathMan: That wouldn't have, by any chance....
Me: My darling, I'm exhibiting symptoms of a severe upper respiratory infection and have had a fever off and on all day. It would take a whole lot more than an x-ray showing the outline of some guy's low-slung manhood to arouse me.
Except I didn't say it quite like that.
Do you do stupid stuff? How much would you love a government that really works for the people? Do you think maybe I could get a job with the TSA feeling people up? I'd be gentle. I'll even rub my hands together first to warm them up. Can we just toss the whole thing out and start over? Which whole thing? You decide.