“Why Are You So Angry?”

A good friend of mine on FaceBook, as well in the real world, came up to me last night and asked me in a concerned way, “Why are you so angry?”, referring to my many political postings. I thought of the Buddy Guy song, “Damn Right I Got the Blues”. Buddy goes on to elaborate, “from my head down to my shoes…” I told her that it was a survival technique to purge, from my delicate system, all the horrid data I process on a daily basis. Which is true, but what I really wanted to say is, why aren’t you and every other sentient person in this fading republic as angry as I am?

Look at our clown car of a congress, for example.  Never in our history has a group of, what is laughingly referred to as, representatives shut government down to prevent enacting a law that some do not like. I’m sure we can all come up with plenty of laws we think are unnecessary or even harmful, but nobody is demanding a government shutdown over them. This absurd breath holding and foot stomping by a group that has weaseled and wiggled a majority control of the house by gerrymandering and creative redistricting is actually, for all intents and purpose, treasonous. We don’t need Osama bin Laden to crash into Capitol Hill; we have the Teabaggers doing a fine job of it.

In reference to my good friend’s concern, I think what angers me most is these cry babies and their temper tantrums would never have been tolerated a couple of decades ago, but the bar has been lowered down so far that screaming sound bites and mindless platitudes have replaced constructive dialogue making intelligent compromise for the good of the nation impossible. Ronald Regan, the president that is always trotted out as the right wing God of America, would never have tolerated these school yard bully tactics.

In spite of what Ted Cruz or any other hater may say the Affordable Care Act is not about “taking your freedom(s) away”, but simply a way for more Americans to BUY into the health care market without selling their  souls or their first born. This country is number one in health care costs and number thirty seven in quality of care. Something had to change. Morocco and Columbia have better healthcare.

So, yes, I am angry, but I am not going to quit letting anyone that cares to listen to know what I am angry about. My mental health depends on it.

Alex Symington

Key West