Often in life it is some unexpected event that exposes the true colors of an individual. Talk is cheap, action is King. There are many of us, including myself, who love to opine on our politicians and who leap, like wolverines on a gazelle carcass, when we see an opening. On the other hand…what other sub-culture provides more of those openings than our politicians.
Let me bow to political correctness by stating the obvious ( a chore that is now on every writer’s checklist), that not all politicians are bad people. Maybe it’s easier to pick on their faults because they are in the limelight and under media scrutiny.
I find no shortage of people who are lacking in morality in my everyday life, but then again, I can pick and choose with them. They are not writing laws, they have not campaigned for my support and in general, what they do and where they do it has no effect on me.
Nor am I surprised, in particular, when a politician reveals his or her self to be a scurvy spider. Volumes could be written. Where would one begin? Nixon? Spitzer? Edwards? Clinton? How about Senator Kerry…that bluest of blue bloods who would have all of us donate at least half of our paychecks to support the disenfranchised. Yet…when he had an opportunity to dump a hefty sum into that same kitty, he balked. He hid his 7 million-dollar yacht in Rhode Island hoping to avoid a quarter million-dollar tax that Massachusetts would have levied. C’mon, John…you should be anxious to write that check.
Still, just when you think you’ve heard it all…when you think to yourself…”nobody could top that one…”, someone comes along and elevates “sleaze” to an entirely new level. That elevation was performed most recently by Dennis Kucinich, former Presidential candidate and current Congressman, I believe. You remember Dennis, right? He was still in the chrysalis stage when he ran for President, looking like he would turn into a butterfly at any moment and leave the stage in search of a warm light bulb. It seems, though, that the butterfly thing never happened and instead he morphed into…simply…a worm.
Kucinich, apparently, suffered the unbearable pain and indignity of biting into an olive pit while eating a sandwich purchased at some White House cafe. Who among us, at some point in our lives, has not bitten into something that was not supposed to be there? Not fun, but generally an event from which you dust yourself off and keep moving. Not Dennis Kucinich.
He is suing a small list of people for the dental work, oral surgery and “loss of enjoyment” he has suffered. The price tag? A cool hundred and fifty grand. I wish I could say I was surprised, but I’m not. You could smell the wet weasel fur on this guy from a mile away, and now he his proving the point.
Like all folks who partake in frivolous lawsuits, he will convince himself that he deserves compensation. He’ll convince himself that the money comes from some magic place. The rest of us know that “magic place” is the premiums that the rest of us pay. Imagine, too, suing these people that run a deli or catering service, and that you see everyday. Imagine, also, that you’ve already got a job that pays you a hundred times more than your worth and comes with a Health Plan(including dental) that is literally fit for a King.
The strangest thing about the entire story may be that a guy who is married to an 8′ tall Redhead who is drop-dead gorgeous got taken out by an olive pit. When I first heard that Kucinich had suffered an ‘oral injury”, I can tell you that an olive pit was the last thing that came to mind.
Thanks, Dennis, for reminding me how correct my instincts about you were. I hope the money helps you find, once again, that “enjoyment” that you’ve been temporarily deprived of by…of all things…an olive.