Of course it is editorial time and there is no shortage of material or subjects. Back in the day, was a famous song by Simon and Garfunkel, “Mrs. Robinson.” Kind of folksy. It was popular and stirred emotions of the times. Times that needed little sentiment added.
The lyrics in question referred to the baseball great, “Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio? A nation turns its lonely eyes to you.”
That line spawned by sentiment in an era that yearned for an all-star hero talent.
Today I’d kike to adjust the words a little and borrow the phrase:
A nation turns its lonely eyes from a jaded state to that “shinning city”- longing.
When Trump came in he talked about draining the swamp. It turns out the sludge is very thick in the old bog. But there is no nostalgia to it. No popular interest on the side of preserving the swamp, even as a useful wetland. There is no love lost for this swamp.
One of the few things I keep on my wall, which I am partial to, is a painting by a friend simply titled ‘The Swamp.’ It’s an actual place, and beautiful in its natural way. These days, it is a haunting reminder of the contrasting ugly swamp in DC, and its odor.
I suppose, like they say, beauty is in the eye of the beholder, though I have a tough time thinking anyone sees any beauty in this swamp. Well, except postured Democrats and a few Republicans. It almost screams “clean me up” rather than “leave me alone.” It is an eyesore and embarrassment. If you watch the edge on some days you can almost see it holding its own, certainly not shrinking. One thing about it, we never saw the swamp this exposed before. We have known for years how long the corruption went on, but the ugliness is only now revealed to all.
Yet still we haven’t. The Swamp remains and we keep on complaining about it. Almost any week we get another reminder it does not give up its own without a fight. Swampbusting.
In that famous song were some other lyrics:
“Sitting on a sofa on a Sunday afternoon
Going to the candidates debate
Laugh about it, shout about it
When you’ve got to choose
Every way you look at it, you lose.”
We are pretty familiar with that. Poor and bad choices abound. Surely they aren’t perfect, but often no great choices exist. Well, we are trying to change that and some people don’t want it changed. They want us to have limited choices, or options, leaving the same stanky swamp in place with the same oozing swamp gas wafting in the air.
If only we had the same concern about this environmental hazard that they have about global warming, they might be more devoted. Imagine if like earth day we had a National Drain the Swamp Day? Wishful thinking.
We could all be called on to do our part. There could be Drain the Swamp cards and emoticons. Swamp hashtags would trend and a prize would go to the person with the best idea to drain it. Time magazine would have a cover with the Bog Award of the year.
No nostalgia, just a nation turning its lonely eye to the toxic environmental problem.
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