Rollin' Like Sisyphus

The Bastard 44

Posted in Our Simple Affirmative Action President by Huckleberry on February 16, 2015
Cringe-worthy.

Cringe-worthy.

The Presidents Of The United States Of America, not the shitty band who only used four horrifically out-of-tune strings on their Stratocaster guitars, but the group of dastards and scoundrels who Obi Wan warned a young pre-car-accident Mark Hamill about before they walked into that crazy alien puppet bar in 1977; men who, on the whole, were and continue to be possessed of weak moral compunction, feeble intellect, shockingly poor physical health and, nearly to a man, obsessed with the naked pursuit of political influence and the type of legacy historically reserved only for those delineated by Divine Right.
Despite best-laid plans, the Presidency became the very thing it was intended to prevent – a seat of imperial power beholden completely to the peddlers of political promises. The President was mostly intended to handle issues of foreign policy (i.e. telling the kings and archdukes of Europe to keep it in their pants) while on the domestic front serving as a check on any potential runaway legislative abuses.
Now here we are, with a collection of 44 men who mostly went above and beyond their simple mandate in myriad ways, ways that have and will continue to hinder us long into perpetuity. Forty four men, some of whom were petty thugs and tyrants, some of whom were craven and corrupt apparatchiks long before that became a thing anywhere else in the Western world. Some of them have been professional soldiers and acted that way, others have been professional soldiers and acted contrarily. Most have been insufferable and inept, while a few (very few) have been decent men and governed to both their mandate and their principles.
These are the Presidents of the United States of America, a gang of 44 men with whom I wouldn’t wish to have a beer, even the couple of good ones, in one important way they are all tarnished by association and the bastard never really falls that far from the tree.


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  1. Doom said, on February 16, 2015 at 18:29

    In a nutshell. And, even the ones I liked. Although I believe I liked some that were lousy presidents, and don’t give a crap for some who were good presidents. A good president, like a good soldier, lawyer, academic, or anything else, doesn’t always mean they are good men. Part of the problem with politics and politicians, I assume.

    It is good, from time to time, to meet someone who seems to be good at what they do and be someone who I would drink with. Problem is, if they are that good, then I am not good enough. *grins* Bastard! Never mind. I think I’ll have a drink with my ol’ bud Weiser.


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