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How to Wipe Out the Deficit

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An observer less given to post-partisan politics might call the $849 billion Senate health care bill, introduced by Senate Majority Leader Harry Reid yesterday, a colossal fraud perpetrated upon the American people. He might call it a disgraceful display of contempt for the American people, even a slap in the face. He might describe the estimates that the bill would cut federal deficits by $127 billion over the next decade an example of criminal sleight-of-hand, a manifestation of the sort of fiscal legerdemain which recently landed Bernie Madoff in jail.

He might do that. However, I have long been a firm supporter of the hope and change which impelled Barack Obama (D-Chi.) to the White House. I celebrate the President’s commitment to bringing people together, and finding a happy middle ground. I certainly agree that once we agree on the problems, it will be easy to come up with the solutions. Which is why I am ecstatic that the latest version of health care overhaul will cut the deficit by $36 billion more than the Baucus bill promised.

That more churlish observer, having already pointed out that the Baucus bill numbers were a sham, based as they were on ten years’ worth of revenue covering seven years’ worth of expenditures, will no doubt call Reid’s version, calling for just six years’ worth of expenditures covered by the same ten years’ worth of revenues, an even more egregious offense to common sense and fiscal probity.

But I, willing to unclench my fist at the first sight of a hand extended in friendship, view this latest bill as a good start. It may not be perfect, but, as Rahm Emanuel and his boss both like to say, we should never allow the perfect to be the enemy of the good. Rather than dwell on the negatives, rather than keep harping on the fact that every version of health care reform seems designed to increase the cost and reduce the effectiveness of health care for 80% of the population to ensure that the remaining 20% can continue receiving the same shoddy health care they do today, let’s look at the potential benefits.

If pushing the onset of expenditures further into the future increases the amount by which the deficit is reduced, then it is possible to eliminate the deficit. What if we don’t start implementing the expensive parts of the bill for a full ten years, or even twenty? Why, the deficit will be a thing of the past.

In fact, we might even have a surplus. If so, we can use part of the surplus to fund another stimulus bill. Given the success of the first one, in which more than 640,000 jobs were either created or saved, at the cost of a paltry $176,000 per job, then think how much more effective a second stimulus bill will be. Why, the last one was so successful that the innovative folks over at recovery.org are already having to make up places to put all the new jobs. (Incidentally, ACORN has announced a new voter registration drive in Arizona’s 15th Congressional District).

With the next stimulus bill, funded by the remarkably cost-effective health care bill, the Obama Administration might have to start creating jobs in other countries, or even out in space. Guess now we know why NASA was so intent on finding water on the moon.


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Dancing on Their Graves

During yesterday’s Memorial Service for the thirteen soldiers murdered by a homegrown, US Government Issue Islamist terrorist, Army Chief of Staff George Casey gave further proof of why he is President Barack Obama’s idea of the perfect General. Casey had previously displayed his skills as a linguistic contortionist by repeatedly and publicly downplaying Major Nidal Malik Hasan’s Muslim faith. “We are a diverse army,” Casey crooned. “This terrible event would be an even greater tragedy if our diversity became a casualty.”

Actually, this terrible event became an even greater tragedy when the Army leadership’s sense of justice became a casualty of diversity. In today’s pluralistic America, there is no harm in having a military whose makeup reflects the diversity of the nation it exists to defend. Yet there are limits to how representative the military should strive to be.

There are Americans who wish to sublimate their nation’s interests to those of the United Nations, who long for the day when the concept of American Exceptionalism is relegated to the “ash heap of history.” Yet it would be a disservice to the nation for the armed services to include a representative percentage of them in their ranks. Having one of those Americans as their Commander in Chief is more than sufficient.

During his Ft. Hood address, Gen. Casey referred to the thirteen who “laid down their lives for their country.” This was an outrage. It was an insult to the victims; it was tantamount to dancing on their graves. They didn’t “lay down their lives.” They were murdered. They were shot in the back by an outspokenly anti-American officer. Worse, they were stabbed in the back by an officer class who chose to ignore Hasan’s progressively more radical behavior because they didn’t want to tarnish their self-image of a kinder, gentler, more inclusive, more Muslim-friendly establishment.
    
Perhaps it is time for the Armed Forces to place diversity on the back burner. Perhaps it is time for the top brass to place a higher emphasis on the security of the nation, and the safety of their employees, than on winning gold stars from diversity counselors.

Perhaps it is time to take a good, long look at the motives behind Muslims’ enlistment. If a recruit identifies more strongly with his coreligionists than he does his country or his service, then he should be regarded as unfit to serve. There is something repellent, insidious, and inherently evil about a religion whose followers, as they grow more “devout,” become more likely to commit wanton, indiscriminate murder.
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Monk-House Syndrome

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When I do watch television, "Monk" and "House" are two shows I enjoy. In "House," Bertie Wooster plays a doctor who manages to unearth rare diseases in every patient who catches a cold. He and his team of intrepid researchers manage, over the course of just one hour, to subject their hapless patient to MRI’s, Cat Scans, brain surgery, catheterization and amputation before concluding, moments before the poor sod expires, that the guy has a cold. The show usually ends with Dr. House telling him to "take two aspirin and call me in the morning," while fending off hugs from the grateful family and ignoring admiring gazes from his star-struck acolytes.

"Monk," on the other hand, is a joyous affirmation of my tendency to want things to be just so. Despite his obsessive compulsion disorder, Monk manages to solve crimes that no one even knows were committed. He does this in the face of countless dangers, usually managing to find himself immersed in slime, bugs or total chaos.

Both shows offer decent entertainment, however implausible their premise. They both stand in direct contrast to that perversity known as "Reality TV," in which ordinary people subject themselves to public humiliation for the sake of a brush with celebrity.

With certain people this brush with celebrity engenders a desire to replicate the sensation of having people look them and recognize them on the street. This compulsive search for attention is reminiscent of the disorder known as Munchausen Syndrome, in which sufferers repeatedly return to the hospital citing phantom maladies. A related disease, called Munchausen By Proxy involves parents, usually mothers, who bring their children to the hospital, complaining of imagined or even real illnesses and injuries.

The Reality TV disorder, which we shall call the Monk-House Syndrome, requires otherwise merely embarrassing people to repeatedly subject themselves to public humiliation in order to return to their erstwhile status as laughingstocks. Richard Heene is the latest victim of Monk-House syndrome. A former participant on "Wife Swap" and longing to return to the limelight, he is alleged to have concocted a hoax involving a homemade hot air balloon, a missing child, hundreds of would-be rescuers and the attention of millions (so one hears) of television viewers. That the linchpin of this stunt involved his six-year-old son, Falcon, who was supposedly on the balloon, means that Heene has introduced a new Reality TV related disorder to the world of abnormal psychology, called Monk-House By Proxy.

The upside of this disorder is that Heene’s desperate need for attention will probably land him in jail. The recourse taken by a rational society to the scourge of Monk-House syndrome would be to ban Reality TV from the air waves. Short of that, however, I propose a solution. This involves instituting a new Reality TV show for all those whose first bout of public self-abasement wasn’t sufficient.

Each former Bachelor, Bachelorette, Great Racer, Wife Swapper, or Nanny Abuser who wants a little bit more, should be invited to appear on an exciting new Reality TV show called "Survivor: Waziristan." This collection of zany contestants will be dropped off in the wilds of northwest Pakistan, to compete for a million dollar prize.

The new show will have some similarities to the already televised abomination called "Survivor." For example, there will be competing tribes. Unlike "Survivor," however, the contestants won’t be split into two tribes, they will all be in the same tribe, competing against the tribes already occupying the rugged landscape. While contestants will be removed from the show each week, their number won’t be limited to one, and they won’t be "voted off the island." Rather, avid viewers can watch the losers get beheaded on Al Jazeera. Should help the network during Sweeps Week.

At the end of the series, the lone survivor, having managed to remain hidden beneath a pile of moldy sheep skins in the back of a musty cave, will be airlifted out in the company of a squad of Special Forces, to receive his check. If the show works as designed, having spent the last six months doing everything in his power to avoid being noticed, he should be cured of Monk-House Syndrome, and the public will never have to look at him again.

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Oh Lord, Won't You Buy Me an Old Woman's Vote

Fresh off his surprising win on the hit new show, "International Idol," President Barack Obama (D-Chi) announced a plan to provide a one-time $250 payment to Social Security beneficiaries. This gift, which will also be paid to Supplemental Security Income recipients, veterans, railroad retirees and government retirees, is slated to cost $13 billion. The President gave no indication of how he would pay for this act of largesse, though White House officials said it would not harm the solvency of the Social Security fund. "How could it?" asked one administration official who requested that his name not be used as he was not authorized to tell the truth. "The fund’s already bankrupt, so what’s another $13 billion?"

The payment will replace the annual cost of living adjustment (COLA), which is designed to insulate Social Security beneficiaries from the ravages of inflation. This year marks the first time since COLA was enacted in 1975 that an adjustment hasn’t been granted. Because the Consumer Price Index actually declined last year, there was no statutory justification for increasing benefits. However, since by law benefits cannot be reduced, in theory at least, receiving the same benefits should constitute an increase in disposable income.

This happy turn of events is not sufficient for the President. "Even as we seek to bring about recovery, we must act on behalf of those hardest hit by this recession," he declared. Strange, one would have thought the 10% of the workforce who have lost their jobs would have been hit harder that those on a fixed income during a deflationary period. But then again, one has not won the Nobel Prize for Economics. Nor has The One, yet, though this act of benevolent legerdemain may well secure him next year’s award.

Still, one who has garnered not a single Nobel Prize, not even the Peace Prize, which one understands they’re just handing out like candy on Halloween, suspects benevolence may not be the prime motivating factor in this "gift." It is entirely possible that, as the Administration proceeds in its efforts to foist an unwanted "health care reform" on the American people, it is not unaware of the fact that, aside from various tin foil hat brigades, also known as fiscal conservatives, senior citizens constitute the bloc most uniformly opposed to the President’s objectives.

Thus, in the style of the stereotypical Chicago Ward Heeler, Obama has come up with a plan to buy senior citizens’ support. While there is no word yet on how effective this ploy might be with individual seniors, lobbyist groups such as Alliance for Retired Americans have already endorsed it.

Still, one wonders how to determine the current market value of an old woman’s vote. Is it just $250? Or will she want more? Hmm, this may require some research. Perhaps if one can assemble a well-researched, well-reasoned abstract on the subject by year end, one might be able to wrest next year’s Nobel Economics Prize away from the International Idol.

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Lies, Damn Lies & Statists

Bill Streever has written a book called “Cold: Adventures in the World’s Frozen Places,” which is at the same time a splendid travel narrative and a “Cryogenics For Dummies” textbook. Streever’s  prose combines the ability to render complex scientific material into comprehensible English with elegant natural descriptions, all delivered with a dry wit and subtle humor. Among other things I learned during his frequent, though by no means obtrusive digressions, is that Mark Twain was not in fact the author of the phrase, “There are three kinds of lies: lies, damn lies and statistics.”
 
Borrowing a page from Streever’s own writing style, I decided to begin this essay on health care reform with a digression of my own. It is not entirely inapt, as it makes reference to the title of this essay. Plus the book’s title is an evocation of the reception President Barack Obama’s signature initiative is receiving from the majority of Americans.
 
Having failed on the basics, the Obama Administration, Democrat Congressional leaders and other advocates of radically expanded government, have taken to explaining their failure by name-calling and conspiracy theories. Those Americans who have rejected Nanny Statism are variously dupes, right-wing wackos, un-American, treasonous, or in the employment of the vast Big Insurance machine.
 
Their bid to cram the wholesale remaking of American medical care down the country’s throats in less than three months unsuccessful, the architects unveiled Plan B which involved the President taking to the airwaves to promote his plan while Democrat Congressmen and women would host town halls to flesh out the details to a fawning nation. Alas, it wasn’t meant to be. Rather than recipients gratefully swallowing their recycled pap, they discovered hostile, disrespectful audiences.
 
This is where the conspiracy theorists stepped in. These people weren’t there of their own accord. In fact, they were bused in by Big Pharma and Big Insurance, and given instructions on how to behave. Apparently their orders were to boo every time they heard their elected representatives lie, and every time they heard them confess their ignorance of the bill they were so glibly advocating.
 
Any even cursory review of the raucous Town Halls on Youtube demonstrates that the audiences were better informed than their leaders. The biggest reactions came whenever they were told that medical care wouldn’t be rationed, that it would cost less, that it wouldn’t raise their taxes, or that the most important thing was to pass it as quickly as possible.
 
The average American is bright enough to know that these outcomes are impossible. Which raises the question. Are the authors and advocates of these bills lying? Or are they so stupid as to believe what they are saying? Though accustomed over the years to expect generic lies from their elected officials, average Americans apparently never expected them to lie directly to their faces.
 
Because they are lies, and by telling lies, those responsible for providing necessary health care reform are squandering their opportunity to achieve it. Worse than that, they are forestalling the inevitable day when the public will confront the dire consequences of inaction and dishonesty today. Take as one example, the rationing of medical care. Rather than insist that this will never happen, it would be much more responsible if Obama, Reid, Pelosi and all the rest came clean and admitted that rationing will happen regardless of whether this bill, or any other reform package is enacted.
 
By the time the bulk of the baby boom generation is in its senescence, Medicare will have long since been bankrupted. There will not be enough money to pay for the end-of-life care traditionally provided today. Decisions will have to be made as to who is eligible to receive what little care is available. According to Obamacare, these decisions will be made by a panel of government-appointed medical experts. It would be much better if these decisions were made by aging patients and their primary care physicians.
 
Rather than completely remaking American medical care, a greater emphasis should be placed on developing the field of geriatric care, and increasing the number of practitioners. This can be achieved in many ways, but one of the most effective would be for the Federal Government to provide free medical school for those willing to study geriatric care, and who agree to work where directed at a basic, liveable salary for a certain number of years.
 
It would be far better for those seniors approaching the end game to receive practical, effective, where possible non-invasive care from a physician trained to provide it, rather than to be fobbed off on interns and residents as happens so frequently today. The rationing of medical care is not necessarily a bad thing. It is true that the majority of medical expenses incurred happens within the final months of most people’s lives. By definition, those procedures are ineffective, because the patients die. Worse than futile, such treatment is often dehumanizing, creating a situation in which patients end their lives as little more than slabs of meat.
 
How much better would it be to have a system in place in which physicians and patients make responsible, informed and quality-of-life enhancing, or at least preserving, decisions? This is not to say that invasive or heroic procedures are never practiced, but that they are only when the patients are informed of the risk, and of the cost to their humanity. Often patients will choose a non-invasive, palliative form of treatment. Their lives, and deaths, might be better for it. It will save money, of which, it is necessary to repeat, there won’t be enough anyway.
 
This is the sort of honest discussion of medical care which ought to be taking place today, rather than disingenuous, self-serving mendacity. If those seeking reform respected the intelligence of the American people, this might be the form of discussion happening today. But then again, if they respected the intelligence of the American people, they wouldn’t be statists.
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Tragic Overreach

Twice in the last seventeen years the American people have reached a consensus that there is something wrong with the way we provide and pay for medical care in this country. In both cases,  Hillary Clinton’s bid to overhaul health care in the early nineties, and President Barack Obama’s attempt to socialize the medical industry today, the opportunity to achieve necessary reform was squandered through the act of overreaching.
 
There are two sides to the health care debate. Obamacare opponents maintain the private sector serves as an incubator that produces dramatic improvements in the treatment of injury and disease. Supporters assert that the cost of medical care has outstripped the means of a large and growing percentage of Americans. For many, not just care itself, but even insurance is too expensive.
 
Both sides are correct. At the top end of the medical pyramid miraculous inventions and new pharmaceutical discoveries are saving lives. At the bottom of the pyramid the system is a wreck. Obviously, the solution should lie in fixing what is broken without endangering what works better in the United States than anywhere else in the world.
 
Americans, regardless where they fall on the political spectrum, are generally generous, caring people. They don’t like to see people unable to receive the medical care they need. They acknowledge that a single mother of two making $15 an hour working for a company that doesn’t provide health insurance is incapable of finding affordable insurance. They agree that this is wrong, and they want to see it fixed.
 
That doesn’t mean they want to give up their personal doctor, their own health insurance, or the right to decide what kind of medical care they wish to receive. Yet this is exactly what both ambitious plans threatened to do. Confronted with a problem, both Clinton and Obama sought to remake American medical care from top to bottom.
 
At least Clinton bothered to attend her own lengthy, swollen and interminable hearings. Obama, on the other hand, had an idea, and turned it over to Congress to flesh it out. And flesh it out they did, producing another thousand plus page document. Obama wanted to extend access to medical care to everybody in the country while dramatically reducing its cost. A noble goal, to which no one should be opposed. That it may well be impossible to achieve is another matter, but the goal is praiseworthy.
 
Certainly nothing about the bill currently festering in the House of Representatives is in accordance with that goal. Even the Congressional Budget Office has acknowledged that the plan will dramatically increase costs rather than lowering them. With a price tag in excess of one trillion dollars, what is known as Obamacare is destined to fail, and fail tragically.
 
An unwillingness to seek a bipartisan solution, a kneejerk recourse to name-calling in response to public resistance, and a White House led bid to induce Americans to spy on each other, have pretty much spelled doom to the latest overreach on health care reform.
 
In one way this is fortunate, as the unwieldy, bureaucrat-encrusted, federal government empowering bill would have been a disaster. It could very well have bankrupted the nation. In another way it is unfortunate because Representatives, Senators and even Presidents are faithful adherents to the once-burned-twice-shy philosophy of governance. If they can’t transform health care from top to bottom, if they can’t ensure total government control of medical care, they won’t be willing to do anything.
 
Which is a tragedy for the single mother of two, the young family, and their aging parents. Those who need help the most will find their interests have been sacrificed, once again, in the interest of partisan politics.
 
Instead of pursuing incremental reform, those driving this debate have assumed an all-or-nothing position. They won’t get it all, which means the American people will get nothing.
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Leave it to the Brits

 
Of the Iraq war it can be said, rarely has so much been spent for so few lasting results. Some might argue that point, claiming that Saddam Hussein was eliminated, that a dictatorship was replaced by a functioning democracy, that, if not actually an ally, Iraq is no longer an active enemy of the United States. They might further argue that a destabilizing force has been eliminated from the region, and that Al Qaeda, through the death of thousands of jihadists and their merciless, murderous conduct in the areas they once controlled, has been dramatically undermined as a clearing house for radical  Islamists.
 
At this point the sneaky, manipulative and therefore much reviled reviewer can respond, “Ah, but I don’t refer to the war itself, but to the films it inspired.” That much is indisputable. Over the past five years, Hollywood has marshaled the kind of budgets and major star power more commonly devoted to wizards, trolls and comic book heros, and hurled them instead at the war. Each of the films received glowing reviews from like-minded critics, but played briefly before mostly empty houses.
 
The are many possible reasons for their failure. One is that the American people, inured to cartoons and sophomoric plots and characterizations, can no longer muster the level of concentration necessary to the appreciation of serious content. Possibly the explanation lies in filmgoers’ aversion to cinematic reminders of this much-resented conflict. The most likely answer is the films were simply boring.
 
The producers, writers and directors approached their tasks with a message, and that message was a simple one. War is icky. Our soldiers are victimized by their commanders, and by those who direct them. In a nutshell, Bush lied, and people died. So committed to conveying their message, the producers violated the First Commandment of Cinema, thou shalt entertain. Their products were little more than polemics. Their objective was to drive home their message, and because of that, their message went unheard.
 
Then  along comes a gem of a film, called “In the Loop.” Produced by BBC Films, “In the Loop” features the very best of British satirical humor. Featuring a relatively unknown cast, and produced on a budget dwarfed by the major Hollywood efforts, this independent film rarely puts a foot wrong. The satire is pointed and devastating, and there are several laugh-out-loud moments.
 
In a nutshell, the plot involves a hapless Minister of Foreign Development who, during an interview on African development, inadvertently restates British Foreign Policy by stating that an increasingly anticipated Middle Eastern war is unforeseeable. What follows are his ham-handed attempts to restate his position, to “follow the line,” complicated by cynical attempts to manipulate him by both foes and advocates of the war. Much of the plot follows the machinations of the aides and assistants of most of the players. While it is a bit of a cliche that the principals are incompetents who rely on the polish and judgement of their subordinates, “In the Loop” turns that trope on its head, depicting the aides as being as hapless as their bosses.
 
In essence, each of the players acts in his or her own interest, blithely jettisoning principle in the pursuit of their own higher goals. That this scenario may be the most devastating indictment of the Bush administration’s rush to war is made all the more powerful by the omission of the name of Bush, Tony Blair, or even Iraq. By not naming names, they have made their case.
 
Yet at its heart, “In the Loop” is a remarkably funny film. It is equally effective at lampooning American and British politicians and cultures, which is rare, and the writing is consistently sound. At one point, when the Prime Minister’s Director of Communications, who has forged strong positions on both sides of the issue, confronts Linton Barwick, the leading American advocate for war, in the United Nations’ Meditation Room. Blanton says, “Don’t raise your voice. This is a Sacred Place. Now, you may not believe that, and I may not believe that, but by God, it’s a useful hypocrisy.”
 
All hypocrisies are useful in “In the Loop,” and all principles negotiable. It is a profoundly cynical film, and doubly effective for being so funny. As soon as the movie ended, I thought I could probably watch it every night.
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The Beer Memos

 
From: Rahm Emmanuel, White House Chief of Staff (Chief)
To: BHO
Re: Beer Selection
Date: 07/29/09
 
Boss,
 
We have the focus group results on your first four beer choices for tomorrow’s summit. Tsing Tao and Kirin were rejected out of hand as “Too Asian.” Framboise initially met strong resistance as the group thought it was French. The resistance increased when we explained it was a raspberry flavored beer from Belgium. One comment was “We don’t want a girly man in the White House.” So we didn’t even bother testing St. Pauli Girl. Bottom line: we think you should go with Bud Light. It resonates with several key demographics, including union members. This show of solidarity will help you recover from the hit you took with the police unions with your “acted stupidly” remark. (BTW, how would you have calibrated the words differently, “stupidly acted?” Just asking).
 
Also, Bud Light plays well in Ohio, where your support is plummeting. It also scores with most flyover people, who are still upset at your serial apology tours. You know I agree that it was important to get Europe back on our side, but those people don’t do nuance well. And, we will need them on board.
 
From:  BHO
To: “Chief”
Re:  Beer Selection
Date:  29/07/09
 
Okay, if I have to, I have to. But I’m not going to like it. Have you ever tasted that stuff? I still don’t see why I have to have a beer, just because that stupid cop wants one. Why can’t we give him the Bud Light, and I can have a nice, crisp Sancerre. I know Skip would prefer one, too. He just texted me to tell me to brush up on my Red Sox stats so I’ll have something to talk about with Robocop.
 
From:  Chief
To: BHO
Re:  Talking Points
Date:  07/30/09
 
Mi Jefe,
 
Sorry not to get back to you sooner. I was down ripping anew blowhole in the Blue Dogs. BTW, I think they’re back on board, though I had to threaten to sic Pelosi on them. As for the Red Sox, Skip’s got a good point, but please, no Big Papi references. Apparently he was juicing along with Manny. Sad day for Bosox fans. Just to go over our sked. We’ve arranged for Skip and Robocop to “run into each other” during their private tours of the White House. We figure with their families along it should keep the fireworks down and get things off to a good start. And yes, Crowley will have to hand over his gun and handcuffs before entering. Then around six, the four of you will sit down at the picnic table. Your idea of setting up a bar, so you can each grab your own beer is a good one, but logistically a nightmare. I think it’s okay to just have Julio serve them. The media have agreed to stay behind the ropes, and they have promised not to film or photograph you actually drinking Bud Light.
 
DONTCALLMEHUSSEINGLOL: Four of us? I count me, Skip and Robocop. Whuddup widdat?
CRISISLUVVER: Joe’s asked to join us. Didn’t you get the memo?
DONTCALLMEHUSSEINLOL: He asked, but I said no.
CRISISLUVVER: Sorry boss. I’ll explain in a memo this is 2 complex for IM-ing.
DONTCALLMEHUSSEINLOL: Can Joe at least drink the Bud Light?
CRISISLUVVER: That’s covered in the memo.
 
From:  Chief
To:  BHO
Re:  Crashing Joe
Date: 07/30/09
 
Boss,
 
We sympathize with you, but after focus grouping the Veep, we came up with some interesting conclusions. 1. We like the balance, two white guys, two black. Some of the participants thought it would look like you and Skip were ganging up on Robocop. This way, Joe’s got his back. (BTW, he’s promised to keep his mouth shut). 2. Our friends at Newsweek tell us Joe plays well with the unions, and other working class people. With you drinking Bud Light, and Joe sitting there, we should be able to keep the unions on board even if we do lose out on card check.
 
As for Joe drinking the Bud Light, we considered that, but then we started hearing from the reform wing of the party. Basically, what’s with all the beer? What kind of message does that send? It’s bad enough you smoke, now you’re pushing booze? (Their words, I swear). Good points, actually. Surprised we missed it. So, we’ve got Joe drinking a non-alcoholic beer. After all, we don’t want to get MADD mad at us.
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Stupid Is as Stupid Does

Harvard Professor Henry Louis Gates was arrested for "loud and tumultuous behavior in a public place" the other day. When asked about the incident during his prime time press conference last night, President Barack Obama said, "I don’t know all the facts," but stated that the Cambridge police "acted stupidly." Calling someone’s actions stupid without knowing all the facts is an exquisitely apt example of the timeworn adage, "The pot calling the kettle black."

The facts as we know them are this: Upon returning home from a trip to China, Gates found his front door jammed. He went around to the back, opened that door with his key, and tried to assist his cab driver in forcing the front door open. Apparently the driver tried to force it open with his shoulder. Lucia Whalen, who witnessed the incident from her office at "Harvard Magazine" next door, called the police. Sgt. James Crowley was dispatched to the scene. He informed Gates that he was investigating an attempted break in. Gates responded, "Why, because I’m a black man in America?"

 

Gates refused initially to provide identification, apparently feeling it unnecessary to have to prove who he was. Crowley later said he was "surprised and confused" by Gates’ reaction. No doubt he thought Gates would be grateful that the police were looking out for him. But he had picked the wrong man to expect to act reasonably. Gates, confronted with a white police officer, immediately began viewing this as a racial confrontation.

Not just any racial confrontation, but one involving a good deal of disrespect. "You don’t know who you’re messing with," he shouted. Crowley, who was at that time in the house, (Gates claimed he forced his way in), was unable to report to the station over his radio because Gates was shouting so loudly. He stepped outside, and asked Gates to step outside, too. Gates refused at first, but then came outside, continuing to shout at the officer. "You don’t know who I am, you’ll be sorry for messing with me."

Crowley was trying to deal with an angry man who was screaming at him and threatening him. He warned Gates twice that he was becoming disorderly, and eventually arrested him. National Public Radio’s "Morning Edition," in reporting Obama’s press conference remarks, described the underlying incident as Gates being arrested in his home for breaking and entering "even after he had shown his id." Obviously, that’s not the way it happened.

In addition to calling the Cambridge police stupid, Obama also made references to racial profiling. One has to wonder, what about this incident could possibly fall under that category? Does the President honestly think the witness would have ignored the incident if it were a white man trying to break down a door? Should the police have ignored the call once they learned it was a black man trying to break down the door? This was, to put it in the best possible light, unfortunate rhetoric from the nation’s President. If nothing else, it was further proof that he should never, ever speak without a Teleprompter.

We can give Gates the benefit of the doubt for his behavior. Having just flown all the way from China, he was no doubt exhausted, and so not in the best of moods. Returning home and finding his door jammed shut would only have exacerbated his frustration. He was justified in being upset. Especially since this was housing provided by Harvard University, where he was supposed to be regarded as a prominent member of the faculty. Frustrated, angry, indignant, and tired, it is easy to understand why he got so upset when he was then accused of breaking into his own home.

Basically, Gates threw a temper tantrum. It’s completely understandable, under the circumstances. Perhaps Crowley could have been more understanding, though, like the President, he didn’t have all the facts. No doubt he responded a bit more aggressively than his report suggested. A lot of cops don’t like it when people get in their faces. A lot of cops don’t like it when civilians start making threats at them.

Maybe there was a lot of stupid behavior going around. Another example might be the fact that the question was asked at all. Was it necessary to ask the President’s opinion on the matter? Would the question have been asked if the Professor in question had been white? Or, to look at it from another angle, if George Bush were still in the White House when Gates was arrested, would any reporter have asked him for his opinion?

Obviously, Obama is right, we still have a lot of work to do on the subject of race, but from this vantage point, it’s not good citizen neighbors reporting suspicious incidents, or the police who respond to the reports as their job requires who have the most work to do. It’s reporters and self-inflated Black Studies Professors who view every incident solely through the prism of race, and Presidents who instinctively take the side of African Americans over the police who arrested them.

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The End of Something

 
Ernest Hemingway’s short story, “The End of Something,” is among his lesser works, and serves mainly as a reflection of the stories he told himself. Those stories were an effort to convince himself that he was a man’s man. He never had a broken heart. He was the one who broke other people’s hearts, people like Marjorie, the victim in “The End of Something.”
 
The story was set in the town of Horton Bay, part of Hemingway’s youthful stomping grounds in Northern Michigan. Horton Bay is located on the shore of Lake Charlevoix, not far from Lake Michigan. When Hemingway wrote the story, Lake Michigan’s water level was far below its historic average. This was nothing unusual as water levels on the Great Lakes consistently fluctuate between high and low points. According to Craig Stow, a scientist with National Oceanic and Atmosphere Administration’s (NOAA) Great Lakes Environmental Research Laboratory in Ann Arbor, MI, “Records extending to the mid-1800's document a series of larger rises and dips at roughly 30-year intervals.”
 
When lake levels fall, it has a negative impact on shipping and recreational boating. When they rise, it can cause property damage and shore erosion.  Until recently, lake level fluctuations didn’t herald environmental cataclysm. Lake levels rose and fell due to factors like rainfall, snowfall, and temperature variations. Only the last dip was seen as proof that global warming was out of control.
 
Global warming evangelists do their religion a grave disservice by ascribing climate change as the cause of every naturally occurring variation, because rational observers then suggest that logically, when that variation ends, it must mean global warming has also come to an end. You may recall that some claimed  global warming caused Katrina, and self-proclaimed experts such as Robert Kennedy Jr. predicted an unending string of disastrous hurricanes. The following year, there were virtually no hurricanes of any magnitude. Capitalizing on Katrina’s destructive force was self-defeating. It served only to make a mockery of people like Kennedy’s self-aggrandizement.
 
So too is the case with Great Lakes levels.  NOAA announced last weekend that Great Lakes water levels were rising. Lakes St. Clair, Erie and Ontario are already above their historic averages. So what does this mean? Has global warming ended? Are we entering a period of global cooling? Are we facing a new Ice Age? If so, it will be the first time since the late 1980's that the world has faced this menace.
 
That global warming exists is indisputable. Twenty thousand years ago glaciers extended as far south as the Ohio River Valley. They have been retreating ever since. By definition then, the planet has been warming for 20,000 years. No doubt it will continue to warm until it finally starts to cool again. Conservative environmentalists (yes, they do exist) have much more respect for the planet and its systems than do liberal environmentalists. Conservative environmentalists concede that man can and does have a negative impact on the planet, and advocate practices and behaviors which  minimize that impact.
 
On the other hand, leftist environmentalists have no respect for the planet whatsoever. They have  a vast and arrogantly inflated conception of their own power. To them humans are a terrible menace, and the planet is as weak, timorous, and pitiable as, oh, American soldiers. It’s surprising that leftist environmentalists haven’t yet plastered their Priuses with bumper stickers crying “Support our Environment. Bring it Home.”
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The Shameless Greed of Wall Street

 
I stopped for lunch in a local restaurant, and sat at the bar where the light was better for reading. There were two screens at either end of the bar. The one above me was tuned to CNBC, which provided a  running account of the winners and losers (mostly losers) in the day’s stock market. It wasn’t until later that I noticed the other screen was tuned to “E,” which was airing the Michael Jackson Memorial Service.
 
As I watched a steady procession of the great and the near-great, the has-beens and the never-weres, deliver tear-stained renditions of that American Icon’s greatest hits, it suddenly hit me that trading on Wall Street was continuing as if nothing important was going on. It was hard to believe, but even in the middle of the memorial service for an Iconic American Icon, all those traders and investors could think of was making money.
 
Then I started wondering why “E” seemed to be the only station broadcasting the memorial service. Could that be? On a day that an Iconic American Icon of America was being memorialized, only an off-brand cable station deemed it worthy of coverage? That didn’t sound like the America I’ve come to know. Even Mark Sanford’s imbroglio merited more attention than that. I quickly paid my bill and hurried home to grab the remote. I clicked on the television and turned it to Fox. It was with some relief that I discovered some no doubt truly significant and famous person referring to “his words,” as in, “He gave us His words.”
 
I clicked the guide and was relieved to see ABC, NBC, CBS, MTV, VH1, and at least 10 other channels were also airing the memorial service. I say at least 10 other channels because there were some channels which carried the service even though their program description was different. I could have clicked through the channels to get a more accurate count, but that would have taken me away from the solemnity of hearing impassioned renditions of “ABC” or “Billie Jean is Not My Lover.”
 
It was good to know, though, that even in these trying times, America’s character came shining through. This Iconic American Icon of American Iconism received his due. People everywhere, were watching, not just in our country, but in countries throughout the world whose citizens can only dream of one day bearing witness to the sad passing of an Iconic (insert country name) Icon the likes of Michael Jackson.
 
I heard one person murmur that Jackson changed everything. I concurred, thoughtfully, grateful to know there’s someone out there for me to blame. And upon reflection, there is a certain amount of truth to the assertion. With the advent of cable news and the 24-hour news cycle, there came a crying need for breaking news to fill the multiple outlets. There just wasn’t enough serious news, or at least interesting serious news to go around.
 
Desperate for content, cable news networks, network news departments, and increasingly, newspapers and other denizens of that strange jungle called the print media, had to turn to the trivial to fill out those news hours. And who, over the past two decades provided more trivial news than America’s Greatest Iconic American Icon? He did change everything. Without him some of those news outlets might have been forced to close. Without him, it’s possible we would be forced to live in a world in which there weren’t dozens of channels available to cover his memorial service. What a wasteland America’s culture would be without Michael Jackson.
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Why Republicans Still Matter

 
“The odyssey that we’re all on in life is with regard to heart.” With these words South Carolina Governor Mark Sanford bid farewell to his Presidential aspirations, possibly to his marriage, and certainly to his political career. It was a strangely poetic confession by a hiker gone astray. “About a year ago it (his relationship with the woman known as Maria) sparked into something more than that,” he said. “And so oddly enough, I spent the last five days of my life crying in Argentina.”
 
A love so powerful as to induce a man to throw his life away is the stuff of great literature. Not being privy to his innermost thoughts, though, we don’t know if it was in fact such passion, or if, perhaps, it was a willfully self-destructive act of a man who knew he was not worthy of the highest office, who was not equal to the burdens of leadership.
 
Regardless, the fact remains, his political life is over. It is over because he failed as a husband, as a father, and as a governor. It is over mainly because he is a Republican. In America, Republicans are held to a much higher standard than Democrats. No doubt it is because Republicans claim to stand for values, responsibility and rectitude.
 
Democrats seem to face a much lower bar in the public’s eye. If you are a Democrat, your political career can survive the revelation that your latest boyfriend was running a male prostitution ring out of your townhouse. More than survive, you can rise to Chair the House Financial Services Committee. If you are a Democrat, your political career can survive, and this is putting the best interpretation on the act, abandoning a young woman to drown in a car you drove into a river. More than survive, you can rise to the status of senior statesman of your party. You can be the voice of morality for your party.
 
A Republican cannot survive such disgraces. This is not to say it isn’t fair, it is only to say that if you claim the moral high road, you had better stick to the pavement. Mark Sanford deserves the ignominy his actions will bring. He deserves the disgrace. He deserves to lose his political life. He deserves everything he will get, except, possibly, becoming the butt of a thousand jokes by hypocritic leftists.
 
There are many who maintain that, having been roundly defeated in the past two election cycles, the Republican Party has become irrelevant. This is not so. The principles which activate the Republican Party remain relevant, and will become increasingly more relevant as the Passion Play which is our government today continues to unfold. Republican office holders weren’t hurled out of office because of their principles. They were rejected precisely because they abandoned their principles. Their prime motive in Washington was the preservation of their power. They sold their honor for reelection. They spent money with disregard for economic principles and turned their back on the concept of fiscal propriety.
 
Republicans lost overwhelmingly not because they were Republicans, but because they were acting like Democrats. Now, the wisdom of replacing people acting like Democrats with Democrats, who are much more skilled at that behavior, was and will remain open to question. However, the people have spoken. They have sowed the wind, now they must reap the whirlwind.
 
The crucial lesson to be learned is not that the Republicans need to change. They need only return to the moral, fiscal and behavioral conservative standards by which their party has been historically defined. Republicans need to get back to embracing their principles, not embracing their mistresses.
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Diplomacy in the Age of Nuance

 
The streets of Tehran are filled with chants and shouts, tear gas, bullets and blood. Citizens and leaders throughout the civilized world raise their voices in support of those beleaguered Iranians demanding their liberty. In only one spot is there silence. That is the Oval Office. Only one man remains unmoved by the wreckage of a people’s hopes for justice, and dreams of change. That man is Barack Obama.
 
One has to wonder why he remains so reticent. Why can’t our President muster sympathy for those who seemingly seek to replicate his theme of hope and change? Why can’t he tell them he supports them? Is it because they seem to be appropriating his brand, that they have, without his permission, adopted his audacity, his hope, his change?
 
Wise men and women, realists all, explain Obama’s silence by citing his reluctance to jeopardize the chance to negotiate directly with the Iranian government. If only he can get his foot in the door, they reason, he can sway the Ayatollah with his eloquence, his kindness, his wisdom, his nuance. But if he supports the concept of freedom, they will never sit down with him.
 
One hates to be the bearer of bad news, but they will never sit down with him. Obama may be the anti-Bush, but he remains the Great Satan, and only by submitting his nation to Sharia will he earn the Supreme Leader’s affection. It is unlikely he will do that, especially since he passed up a golden opportunity to do so when he addressed “The Muslim World” from a podium in Cairo. While he denied any Christian underpinnings to his own nation, and boasted that America is “one of the largest Muslim countries in the world,” while he morally equated the Holocaust with Israeli checkpoints in the West Bank, while he endorsed a woman’s right to wear the hijab while declining to support her right to bare her head, while he spoke of his Muslim roots with a forthrightness which got McCain supporters fired before the election, he did not, in the end, surrender American sovereignty.
 
The metronomic cadence of what passes for his oratory failed to put the defenders of the Islamic Revolution to sleep, as it has so many of his subjects. Instead, they were merely bored. They yawned, then turned around and stole an election. How do we know they stole the election? Perhaps the most telling sign was Khamnei’s warning to Mousavi’s supporters, the day before the people went to the polls, not to take to the streets to protest the results. They knew what they were going to do, they told the world they were going to do it, and then they did it.
 
Yet our President doesn’t want to rock the boat. He really would like the world to remain quiescent while he executes his plan to transform America into a European-style social democracy. Nasty little foreign conflicts tend to distract one’s attention when one is the leader of the most powerful country in the world. No amount of apologies on foreign soil, no amount of acts of obeisance to foreign despots, no amount of playing the ostrich can change the fact that the world is a messy place, and the United States has interests all over it. To paraphrase Donald Rumsfeld, you don’t go to the White House with the world you want, you go to the White House with the world you have.
 
Still, neither reluctance nor timidity can explain Obama’s silence. The theocratic dictatorship in Iran has never shown any signs of a desire to improve relations. The opposite inclination prevails. The Supreme Leader of the Islamic Revolution in Iran has American blood on his hands. He has the blood of Christians, Jews, and even Muslims, he has the blood of his own people on his hands. He is the one who leads the people in chants of “Death to America.”
 
Yet recently the Iranian people have taken to their roofs to chant a different slogan. Now they cry “Death to the Dictator,” and “Death to Khamanei.” This is an act tantamount to the forfeiture of their very lives. Yet they continue to do so. Why on earth would an American President decline the opportunity to show even a hint of support to those who are rising in rebellion against the sworn enemy of the American people? What could possibly motivate him? Why does he desire a meeting with the Supreme Leader so greatly that he will do nothing to jeopardize it? Why would he not support those who wish to overthrow Khamanei, and the theocratic dictatorship over which he presides?
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How Did it Come to This?

 
Michael Moore has done a good thing with the Traverse City Film Festival. An annual selection of worthwhile films new and old, it has boosted the local economy and allowed the region to show off its natural beauty, great restaurants and quality resorts to a new group of visitors. Perhaps the best thing about the Film Festival is the lack of Michael Moore documentaries.
 
Moore’s first big impact on the cinematic world came with “Roger and Me,” a humorous depiction of his struggle to make then General Motors CEO Roger Smith pay attention to him. It was with this film that Moore developed his technique of presenting misinformation and downright lies as truth, as well as his cruelly mocking unwitting participants. His treatment of Flint, his ostensibly beloved hometown, was vicious to say the least. He made the city a laughingstock solely to dramatize his assertion that GM is a bad company.
 
So it was with little surprise that I read his gleeful reaction to GM’s bankruptcy announcement yesterday on the Huffing-andPuffington Post. Emblematic of Moore’s pernicious mendacity was the manner in which he couched his contempt in terms of compassion. GM is dead, he crowed, and the nation is the better for it. He begged the company’s new boss to stop building cars, to retool its factories to build high speed trains and energy-efficient buses. The old way of American transport is dead, he declared. Government Motors can return to profitability by turning one hundred percent green.
 
Of course, there is the little matter of how economically viable Moore’s new GM would be. Having spent $50 billion to buy 70% of a company with a net worth of negative $90 billion, Moore thinks it would be a good deal for the American taxpayer for the company to produce products which only the government would buy. Yes, that’s right, the same government which overspent by $140 billion, would be the only customer of Moore’s dream company.
 
Fortunately, even Barack Obama’s financial advisors are more economically sophisticated than America’s most slovenly film maker. Still, the point isn’t Moore’s fiscal ineptitude, but the delight with which he has greeted GM’s demise. Perhaps in part responsible for America’s contempt for what was once its greatest corporation, to a greater extent the Bard of Flint is a reflection of that national attitude.
 
There are many reasons for GM’s collapse, including its reluctance to confront an avaricious union during good times, and its blithe compliance with the UAW’s demands that it become the world’s largest privately owned socialist state. Beyond that, two decades of shabby design and construction, and a refusal to listen to its customers born of the arrogant assumption that the status quo would never change, contributed to a growing popular disdain, which continued unabated even after the company started delivering a better product.
 
Somewhere along the line, that disdain became ingrained and chronic. Even while the company remained the largest car manufacturer in the world, an ever larger proportion of the American public was leaving it behind.
 
Two months ago, I struck up a conversation with the man behind me in the line boarding a flight to Tucson. I mentioned that I had the worst seat on the plane (window seat in the last row of an MD-80, right next to the engine). He glanced at his ticket and announced he had the second worst seat, right next to me. Little did he know then that on any airplane the worst seat on the plane is right next to me, though he did come to understand it as I spent the next two-and-a-half hours explaining the world to him.
 
My seat mate was a 30-year veteran of the US Air Force who had built a nice life for himself upon retirement. He was on the road a lot in his new career, and mentioned how much he enjoyed driving his GMC Yukon. “It’s big enough for me, the seats are comfortable, and the ride is great. I can drive 400 miles and feel great when I get out of it.” Then he shook his head, and said, ruefully, abashedly, “I know I’m not supposed to buy an American car, but I like it,” in the same tone he might have used if he had said, “I know I’m not supposed to drive drunk.”
 
I was awestruck by his comment. How did we get to the point where buying an American car was viewed as iniquity? After all, this wasn’t an anticapitalist Monkey Wrench crusader, this was a veteran, a patriot, a proud American. Yet he was ashamed to buy a vehicle which he enjoyed, and which gave him good value for money, simply because it was made by an American car maker.
 
There seems to be some vital disconnect between the public’s view of American industry and its reality. Isn’t it arguable that the facile deceptions promulgated by the likes of Michael Moore have contributed to this situation? Will Obama’s stewardship of General Motors help them turn the corner? Will forcing them to build uncomfortable, unsafe cars which no one really wants to drive inspire people to buy them solely because they are made by a new American car company?
 
The answer, no doubt, will be found in a forthcoming Michael Moore documentary.
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I Seen You

 
No doubt you’ve heard the United States Postal Service motto, which goes “Neither rain nor snow nor cyclists’ rights will stay these couriers from the swift completion of their appointed rounds.” Now some nitpickers  might argue that the actual motto says “gloom of night,” not “cyclists’ rights,” and they may be technically correct. However, after having a postal carrier’s truck pull out from a side street directly at me while I was riding my bike today, I’m inclined to believe they’ve changed it.
 
When confronted with certain injury, if not death, the prudent cyclist will shout at the top of his lungs while waving his arms vociferously in a bid to attract the wayward motorist’s attention. This was my strategy when staring at the grill of the rapidly approaching truck. Apparently in the USPS lexicon of etiquette, protesting an imminent collision is considered gauche, as the driver was highly indignant in response.
 
“I seen you,” he shouted at me as he drove past, to which I responded, “I didn’t know that.” I followed him to the next street to try to explain why he shouldn’t start moving while a cyclist is directly in front of him. “I seen you!” he yelled before I could get a word out. “But I have no way of knowing that you saw me,” I said. “I seen you!” he cried.  This incident, while slightly more dramatic than most, is repeated countless times every day on the streets of America. Vehicles pull up to stop signs, and while gazing somewhere down the street, will begin to pull forward as a cyclist enters the intersection. It’s hard to believe that the drivers don’t understand the terror a cyclist feels in that situation, but apparently they don’t.
 
Well, here’s a little equation that might help explain things: Car or SUV= more than 2,000 pounds. Cyclist and bicycle=usually less than 200 pounds (or more in the case of certain essayists). If you do the math it becomes obvious that cyclists rarely win this confrontation. Since many communities are apparently resistant to the idea of developing bike routes and dedicated bike lanes, cyclists and motorists must share the road. This means motorists have to treat cyclists with the same consideration they would other motorists. Not only does it help preserve cyclists’ safety and sanity, it is the law. Rarely do motorists start to drive into the path of oncoming vehicles, out of impatience, or disregard. Yet they do it routinely when confronted with a passing bicycle.
 
Recently I rolled to a stop as I approached a busy street. There was a woman in a black SUV sitting at the stop sign across the street, and a child riding along the sidewalk. As he approached the intersection, she accelerated across the street. It was fortunate that the child didn’t know his rights as a cyclist. Otherwise he would have crossed without stopping, and ridden  directly into the path of the SUV. The driver, chatting merrily on her cell phone, went blithely on her way, completely ignorant of the fact that she had nearly run over a child. Here’s another handy equation: suburban woman + SUV + cell phone = run for your lives.
 
This kind of near disaster happens all too frequently where I live, especially during late spring and early summer, when cyclists take to the streets in greater numbers, and motorists are slow to shake their wintertime complacency when very few people ride. The fact that our houses and gardens look so beautiful at this time of year only adds to the potential for accidents, as both motorists and cyclists tend to be distracted by the sight of flowering trees and shrubs. It is important for all parties to practice extra diligence at this time of year.
 
Motorists need to understand that cyclists have the same right to use the road as they do, and to ignore that fact is tantamount to assault with a deadly weapon. For their part, cyclists need to recognize that motorists are possibly not yet used to seeing them. They should give cars, SUV’s and trucks the respect they deserve, and not intentionally obstruct their passage.
 
The League of Michigan Bicyclists offers a bumper sticker which reads “Same Road, Same Rights, Same Rules,” which sums up the obligations on both sides of the equation. Yes, cyclists have the same right to the road as motorists, and many are quick to assert those rights. But how many cyclists observe the same rules? How many stop at stop signs and red lights, even when no cars are coming? How many wait until the light turns green before proceeding through an intersection?
 
The fact is, cyclists are obligated to obey all traffic laws, and their failure to do so is not only dangerous, but it helps contribute to motorists’ view that they are irresponsible. It is hard enough to gain motorists’ respect without actively offending them. Yet at the end of the day, drivers and riders have to share the same space. We would all be better off if we used common sense and exercised mutual respect.
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