Too Much Rhetoric - The Fools on the Hill

Congress sucks!

That's right, I said it. The House Republicans are claiming $100 billion in budget cuts, but their starting point is a budget that was never passed. Their cuts from budgets that ever existed total $61 billion if enacted for a full year. The Democrats in the House retorted by saying that their proposals cut $45 billion from the budget which is roughly 3/4 of the $61 billion cut by the Republicans. ow did they get their $45 billion? They worked from the same Administration budget that was never passed.

The issue isn't about how much they cut, and how they miscalculate the amount. The issue is how close we can get to a balanced budget, and how quickly we can get to one that is balanced.

Little more than a decade ago, we had a balanced budget. Yes, we had events occur (9/11 and others) that caused increases in certain components of the spending side of the budget. But, just like you and me, when the US has a sudden unexpected expenditure that comes up, the government needs to tighten its belt elsewhere.

Ain't happening. There are too many pet budget items out there.

So, with all due respect to Messrs Lennon and McCartney, here is my ode to Congress:

Day after day,
Up on the hill,
The House with the foolish grins in sitting perfectly still
We all want them to do something
But they are a bunch of fools,
And they never give an answer,

But the fools on the hill,
See their polls going down,
And the eyes in their heads
See the world spinning round

Well on the way,
Brains in the clouds,
Millions of voices out there speaking perfectly loud
But Congress never hears them,
Or the sound they appear to make
And Congress doesn't notice

As the fools on the hill,

See their polls going down,

And the eyes in their heads

See the world spinning round

And nobody seems to like them

Their rating is ten percent

But they ignore those feelings

Cause the fools on the hill,

See their polls going down,

And the eyes in their heads

See the world spinning round

Ooh, ohh

Round and round [my apologies, I just can't do anything with those lovely lines]

And they never listen to us

They know they are just fools

They know that we don't like them

They're the fools on the hill,

With their polls going down,

And the eyes in their heads

See the world spinning round