Saturday, December 24, 2016

Frosting on the Cake of State

Frosting on the Cake of State
RW Spisak

It is a matter of "faith" among many in the working class, that if you give the keys to political office to a rich man, since he's already rich. He will concentrate on handling the people's work since graft and corruption aren't going to be "his" first concern ( Carly Fiorini I know you're out there). 

But what this homey faith fails to grasp unlike the rich guy in office (who grasps a lot) what it fails to consider, is that the guy got RICH, in the first place, by grasping eight cents of every dime that walked by (if not eleven cents). 

So here we have "elected" (debatable) a rich guy The Drumpft, the Anti-FDR, whose "New Deal" deals you out. And what craziness rises first, among the first (of many we imagine) Constitutional Crises yet to arise? (Before I must add, he even gets his gold-plated fingers on the wheel of State) is the EMOLUMENTS CLAUSE. 

Not the Claus we were hoping to have in mind this December to remember. The Emoluments Clause, the clause dealing with self dealing, the warning of financial enrichment while serving the public. Yet we find ourselves collectively considering not just corruption, but the installation of a crime family. 

It's the seldom needed clause of our Constitutional Compact that deals with using those infidels (non-believers) who would take Public Service Office and make it about personal enrichment. Boy, Oh Boy, there's some frosting on the Cake of State!

So here we have the rich guy, not exactly on the verge of economic collapse ( hey you seen his tax bill, I dunno). Ready to lead... we know not where. 

Not even in office yet, and they gotta read him the riot act, that you can't use "public service" to enrich yourself FURTHER! It is my opinion, that if the people get ANY PUBLIC SERVICE OUTTA THIS GUY- I'll dine on Jelly Donuts in the Public Square. 

But John, Jane, Juan and Juanita are staring into their thin soup on this one. Please pass me another general, for this next job, if we can tear him away from the golf course and the secretary pool. Get me another billionaire for that post, if his secretary can lend him car fare. And please, find me one who hates the PROJECT and can be counted on, to count it down. With Grover NorTWIST, as his TAXING GUIDE guide and Duterte (of the Philippines as his moral guide) he IS  READY to have the servants drag his poisonous platinum piston out onto the Washington Mall to show us exactly what he means by AIMING TO PLEASE and Being Number One ... with a bullet. 


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