Yes, Virginia, There is a Debt Ceiling

Well, today is Thursday, and I’m not feeling particularly insecure about anything at the moment.  What, you ask, is the correlation between Thursday and my self-esteem?  That’s a good question…I can see where you might be confused.  Thursday is B-Day.  Blog Day.  And I derive much of my creative inspiration from the state of my mental well-being.  Therefore, since I am feeling pretty good about myself today, it would follow that I would have nothing to talk about.

Unless I wanted to talk about the ever-expanding debacle going on in Washington, D.C. (and I do), which, as common sense would dictate, is just the result of the U.S. Government blowing itself up.  And, I figure I’m to blame for it.  Well, not me, per se, but my apathy.  My indifference.  My inability to get past the notion that one person can’t make a dent in someone else’s stupidity.

Silly me.

Raising the debt limit is really a no-brainer.  We’ve spent the money.  It’s gone.  Poof.  We’ve written checks we can’t cash.  Now, we have to make good on our promises and we can’t do that unless we raise the debt ceiling.  Refusing is like closing the proverbial barn door.  It’s like standing in the middle of a temporal causality loop where the consequences of our actions occur before we act, and when we do act, said consequences remain unchanged because they’ve already manifested themselves.  Get it?

In a nutshell, we gave our word and we have no choice but to honor it.  I just don’t understand why we felt so free to spend money we didn’t have in the first place.

Now, I have never been a Congress-person or a Senator, which in some circles disqualifies me from expressing an opinion, and I’m the first person to admit I don’t know squat about Economics and Government and how the two go together (if at all…which may be the problem).  But, I figure if it weren’t for me, and people like me (I’m not unique, regardless of what you’ve heard), the U.S. Government wouldn’t be in the shape it’s in.

I, and gullible people like me, assumed these folks knew what they were doing.  What I should have done is not left the children unsupervised.  When my son was about three years old, he took a can of gasoline out of the garage, walked out to the front yard dressed in only his diaper, and proceeded to water my bushes with it.  The consequences of my sloppy supervision led to my boxwoods dying a gruesome death—and it could have been so much worse.  Same situation here… I should have had the sense, taken the time, sacrificed the brain matter, to educate myself on whatever issues I needed to educate myself on in order to comprehend exactly what kind of trouble they were getting themselves into. Then, I should have called them, or wrote to them, or sent them a text, or dispatched via owl my wishes as to how they should proceed.  I should have looked over their shoulders, questioned every dollar they spent, and suspected every action behind every vote.  Which would have been totally impossible, I know.  But, I should have paid attention.

To give myself (and other gullible people like me) some credit, though, I don’t think I went too far out on a limb by assuming they knew how to keep (and balance!) a checkbook.  Instead, I think we elected a bunch of kindergartners who can’t count (my grandson is only four and he can count to eleven).

Outside of my own laissez faire attitude, I have no answers…I just barely have the questions to this very complicated problem.  But, it’s obvious that the cat has played with the ball of yarn for so long there doesn’t seem to be any hope of untangling enough of it to knit so much as a pot holder.   The only thing left to do is cut off the offending snarls and start all over.

Term limits, anyone?


About Cindy Thrasher

What about me? Good question. As soon as I figure it out, I'll let you know. In the meantime, let's just say I exist. In Texas. With a husband. In a house. With two dogs.

Posted on July 28, 2011, in Mulligan Stew and tagged , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 3 Comments.

  1. Very good!

  2. Yes, you speak for many of us. Thanks. Good blog.

  3. Thanks, Judy…I hope so. I guess common sense isn’t a requirement to govern, is it?

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