On many street corners of my fair city the homeless sit resources exhausted, the tattered cardboard signs requesting aid the last connection between abandonment and termination, alternate options totally expended.
Another school shooting. Some of us grieve for the lost children. The President visits, gives us thumbs up, grins for the cameras, another photo op to tell us he cares, but he just makes things worse. Crazies cite the second amendment as their right to buy automatic rifles. Our leaders don’t understand authority in the constitution isn’t for nazi supremacists, but was originally conceived for the men and boys who rushed to arms in 1775 at Lexington and Concord, a well-regulated militia, not like the nuts who allow AR-15s to get into the hands of demented shooters.
And the Children Shall Lead Them
Let’s put the kids in charge. They can’t do much worse then the current leadership. They’re not venal and corrupt. Maybe they’re inexperienced, but it’s hard to be more ignorant than the men and women who can’t keep our government running. Someday, the children of our young people would like to breathe clean air, not be helpless victims of economic exploitation, live in a safe land where automatic weapons weren’t the catch of the day. It is painfully obvious the system isn’t working, except for the privileged. Perhaps it’s time for an experiment, select high school seniors on merit, test them, find out what they know, what they’re willing to learn. We should design special courses in government operations, economics, the list goes on. Let them run things for a while. If it’s a disaster we’ll go back to the old ways. Let anyone with money, influence, or connections, purchase high office however unqualified, and not serve the people.
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