Tuesday, July 8, 2014

CaptBlackEagle's Manifesto of Politics.



INTRODUCTION

I went to a fast food drive through and ordered their biggest hamburger, fries and a super duper sized Coke. I put that bag of char broiled goodness beside me and the drink in my cup holder and down the road I went. I was happy in the knowledge that soon I would be feeding my greatest momentary desire.

I reached into the bag.  Have you ever wondered how hard being blind might be?  Well when you think about the number of times you have "felt" your way through a fast food bag to find the fries, you can rest easy in your ability to tell the difference between fries and onion rings.  Which is what I found, onion rings, not fries.

Of course this did not upset me.  Onion rings are a bonus in the fried side world.  Not what I ordered, but I figured it was a pleasant surprise.  Especially since I imagined they had accidentally given me onion rings at the price of fries.  Onion rings cost more. 

After a few salty onion rings I needed a drink.  So I drank my drink.  I was surprised to find that it was not a Coke, it was Sprite.  I think it was diet Sprite.  Unlike diet Coke, diet Sprite takes a keen sense of taste to identify.  The onion rings had destroyed my keen sense of taste.  Although I am not a Sprite fan, it is OK from time to time.  I drove onward.

My hand took another blind journey into the bag and it discovered what felt like the box that a fried apple pie comes in.  Whoa! This was certainly a surprise.  I had not ordered an apple pie. Since this was a fast food trip and I was driving, it is perfectly acceptable to eat your dessert before eating the entree. So I did.

It was not an apple pie, it was a strawberry pie.  I like strawberry, just not in a deep fried pie.  In fact, I would never order a deep fried strawberry pie.  I ate it anyway, maybe it was another bonus.  

By now I began to question whether someone was being super generous, or maybe I did not have what I ordered.  I had a horrible feeling that my big burger, might be something else.  It was.

By something else I mean not a burger, but more like a chicken sandwich. By chicken sandwich I do not mean a fried one, but one of those pretend broiled ones. You know the "healthier" choice.  Which, when you consider the other items in the bag, seems unlikely. 

I was concerned enough to stop the car and look at the receipt.  There it was in black and white.  I had been charged for 1 order onion rings, 1 large Sprite, 1 strawberry pie, and 1 broiled chicken sandwich.  Now I had to some hard decisions to make.

Do I turn around and take this stuff back, and demand a refund?  Well the onion rings were gone and I did enjoy them.  The Sprite was not my favorite, but I had finished most of it.  The strawberry pie was not as bad as I had imagined, and the healthy chicken sandwich is supposedly good for me.  I decided that turning around was not the best option.

I thought to myself, I will just remember to check my order next time.  It was my fault.  I should have checked.

That is how politics works.  You vote for one thing, and slowly realize that is not what you got.  Then you blame yourself, promise to be more diligent, and then forget all about it.  That is what the politician counts on.

CaptBlackEagle's Manifesto of Politics will define what I think of politics based on my core values.  The manifesto will present the issues affecting the United States in the form of arguments.  Presenting the pro and con of each issue with my core values as a guide.  You, the reader, are invited to participate here, or on Facebook

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