Priorities

Note The Green-Tipped Hair
True Christmas Spirit 

Aye, yai, yai, last night the House of Representatives voted to impeach President Trump. On my drive back from Orlando, I listened to some of the debate:
     
        "I rise to support the impeachment of that weasel..."
        "I rise in opposition to the impeachment by my distinguished colleagues who couldn't find their ass with both hands..."

Okay, maybe the debate was a little more subtle that I've portrayed but not by much. Back and forth, back and forth. When a representative asked how much time was left for debate, and the answer was more than 3 hours for each side, I switched to the All-Christmas-All-The-Time radio station. Even really odd renditions of "Little Drummer Boy", my very least Christmas song, were better than listening to our elected officials squabble. So true we should never see sausage or legislation made.

Even more crazy was that every TV station aired the debate until 8:00 PM, and then regular programming reappeared so we did not have to miss live reenactments of episodes from two 1970's shows, "All In The Family" and "Good Times", scheduled months ago for this time slot. I guess the shows must go on, no matter what is happening in the real world.

Which is true for me as well. While Congress spends my tax dollars in, at best, dubious ways, I got to hear my granddaughter play violin and sing in her school's winter concert. More and more I think we should next to her and reap the rewards of being grandparents.