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If there ever was a week from Hell..

This last few days have been some of the worst I have ever lived through. Remember, my generation watched the Vietnam War every night on the national news. We woke up to learn Bobbie Kennedy was killed in LA before we were able to adjust to the world without his brother Jack and our civil rights hero, Martin Luther King.

We saw some benefits from these things as these events energized people to insist on change. We witnessed the success of the civil rights movement and the women's liberation movement. These events put the USA on a slow, bumpy path to recognize our blind stupidity in try to repress people of different nationalities, ethnic origins, sexual preferences and religious beliefs. We now look at things going backward. There are powerful people that would love to roll these gains back.

And now we experience mass killings, occurring almost daily in our country. We get hung up on the "It's the guns / it's the mental state of the shooters" argument". We are fighting too many wars we can't win. Besides Afganistan, Irag, and Syria look at The War on Drugs, The major accomplishment in this battle is to fill our prisons with a group of, at worst, two/bit hustlers, at best, guys trying to put food on their table when America turned their back on them and embraced globalization.

America is suddenly looking like a loony bin with the patients in charge. Donald Trump! Really! That's our best answer in an attempt to get the attention of our leaders and say enough is enough. It reminds me of a B movie where the good girl dates the bad boy to exhibit her independence. It only works in the movies, folks.

There is little doubt that something has to be done to change the direction of this society. We need real leadership. We need someone who is brave enough, smart enough and talented enough to lead us by telling us what's wrong with our country and how they are going to get us back on a path toward equity, opportunity, and fairness.

This individual can not be at the beck and call of industry, social interest groups or lobbyists for foreign interests. This person has to be able to say no to things that for too long we have considered the "way things are done."

Do we have to have a military presence in every jungle and swamp? Must we fight each time some amateur terroirist blows themselves up? Do we have to save every country that spends itself into oblivion? When are we going to save the United States? When are we going to rebuild an infrastructure that crumbles beneath our feet every day.? When are we going insist that everyone pays their fair share of taxes and fees? When are we going to realize that we can pretend there is a free market because pretending doesn't make it real.  This isn't just my world I'm living in. It's the world I'm passing on to my Grandchildren. They deserve better.

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  1. We have plenty of people who are qualified and they are way to smart to jump into the Jello fight that it takes to be the man in charge only to find out you have to share the power with your 2 siblings (house and senate) so likely will not be able to pass any ideas that you happen to bring to the party. Good luck with your search and tell me when you got someone. I liked the Gov. of Ohio but as a Conservative in Washington, i'm at the mercy of the idiots in Seattle.

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