Even though, most days, I feel like an adolescent, I try to maintain some semblance of grownupedness. You know. Be responsible. Contribute to society. Exercise. Take my vitamins. Eat fiber. Some days that’s easier than others.
Part of my efforts to do something more than just take up space on this orb include engaging in our political process. Ugh. I prefer fiber.
So last night, almost against my will, I took some time to watch the Republican debate. I lasted about fifteen minutes. Long enough to see a half a dozen hopefuls criticize the one candidate offering more plan than rhetoric.
Herman Cain made an easy target. That’s what happens when you speak up and propose change.
My point isn’t whether his 9-9-9 tax idea is viable, I just love the fact that he proposed something.
How much easier it is in life to criticize what other people are doing than to try and do something ourselves?
I’d like to see it mandatory that every political candidate run on a 1-1-1 platform. One fresh idea, one risk they’d take, one change they’d make.
But see? There I go… trying to change somebody else. Change must start with me. First the walk, then the fiber.