Pants on Fire

One of the most memorable highlights of childhood memoirs is the sayings. The linguistic gems often bespeak a larger truth that as children we do not fully understand until we are slammed by adulthood.

Perhaps the most visual of them is “liar liar pants on fire.” How easy it would be to distinguish the truth as a gullible youngster if the fibber’s pants were smoking. It is not like our judgment improves with age, however. It’s tough apparently at any age to distinguish the frauds from the morally just. Look and listen. Many of us are still naïve.

Has there ever been a politician in Congress or the Executive branch that has spoken the truth to us in the last forty years? The answer is likely, no.

For a great nation that once bordered on the empirical, our rotting cultural innards are illustrated in the form of political corruption. If the masses are wayward can we expect any less from Washington? It is reminiscent of kingdoms past just before they collapsed under their own weight of immorality. Political operatives being exposed for stowing bribe money in their freezers, nailing impressionable young interns in the Oval Office, and playing footsie under the bathroom stall indicate a representative class out of control. They have taken their cue from the "anything goes" current of a society gone amok. Without straitening out our moral compass, we too may be doomed.

It also points out that the Washington D.C. maternal government teat bestows an “out of touch” nature upon its political residents. Dip into the money well and earmark your millions for the folks at home. Never mind that the tickle you feel on the inner thigh comes from the hand in your pocket as they extract money for their special interests. It is no more for the good of all. It is no longer that the nation comes first.

What’s most laughable is that both the Republican and Democrat parties will utter anything that we want to hear as long as they obtain and maintain their illusion of power. The question becomes who do we want representing us, and what standards do we want portrayed? Today unfortunately, the out of control representation is an accurate reflection of us. Unless we change and rededicate ourselves as a nation to our longstanding principals, what the founding fathers died for will be only a memory.

Both parties who tout moral or intellectual superiority over the masses are neither. Making promises is much like an ongoing joke inside of the beltway. What would you hear as a fly on the wall in a strategy meeting for a Congressman running an election campaign? “Promise them anything, it won’t matter in the long run”, is the likely tenor. What’s more they’d be correct.

Those elected instantaneously become stained and drunk with delusions of grandeur. Those in the masses that can interpret political doublespeak know what is being said is “let ‘em eat cake!” Those we send to Washington should take heed. The person who coined that phrase lost her head in the long run. There is a growing sense of unrest in America today. The masses are seeking their moral compass. Once they find it they will start searching for for their own guillotine.

Until American’s become more discriminating and stand up as leaders ourselves nothing will change. We are the ones who must let Congress know we won’t strand for the nonsense anymore. More than political descent, the people must demand accountability. They must take back their government from the shills that have sullied it. The wisp of a scent on the horizon we smell is revolution against the political elite. The torch the public is carrying is destined to set the privilege class' pants on fire!