Politics and Morality 

It was in 1976 that Jimmy Carter confessed to a reporter that he "lusted in his heart" for women other than his Rosalynn. His admission to having a normal male fantasy was relevant in suggesting that he was not so different from the rest of the male population, and suggested that he might not impose his strict born-again religion on others. 

Four years ago when President Clinton was running for office his reputation of having a roving eye was well known. Virtually all of our great Presidents have strayed from the marital sack. The founding fathers were famous for this practice, led by Thomas Jefferson, who thrived on sex outside the confines of marriage, caste, class and race. That our greatest President, Franklin Delano Roosevelt, had an active life with his mistress is now well documented. Still, and maybe because of that. He defeated world fascism while saving American capitalism from itself. Nor did his sexual activity indicate any disrespect for his wife, the even-greater Eleanor Roosevelt, who over looked all that and vigorously inspired the nation to be humane and just. 

And then what about Dwight David Eisenhower, who had his mistress right there with him in the tents of war on those cold nights of the European campaign? My own hunch is that General Eisenhower was also a terrific peacemaker precisely because he made love as well as war. 

We all know that President Lyndon Johnson did a lot of love-making. Johnson, in his domestic policy, was a well-intentioned and tolerant individual who initiated the war on poverty and did much for civil rights. The most obvious example of salacious behavior in high places that proved helpful to the exercise of power is Jack Kennedy, who seems to have made it with everyone everywhere who wore a skirt and crossed his path. 

So, what does this tell us? I'll bet you, my reader, can come up with something better than I can write. But don't use this as an excuse to cheat on YOUR wife (or husband.) (Excerpted somewhat from an article several years ago in Playboy, by Robert Scheer.) 


Bronze Rat 

A tourist wanders into a back alley antique shop in San Francisco's Chinatown. Picking through the objects on display he discovers a detailed, life-sized bronze sculpture of a rat. The sculpture is so interesting and unique that he picks it up and asks the shop owner what it costs. " Twelve dollars for the rat, sir, " says the shop owner., "and a thousand dollars more for the story behind it." "You can keep the story, old man, " he replies, "but I'll take the rat." 

The transaction complete, the tourist leaves the store with the bronze rat under his arm. As he crosses the street in front of the store, two live rats emerge from the sewer drain and fall into step behind him. Nervously looking over his shoulder, he begins to walk faster, but everytime he passes another sewer drain, more rats come out and follow him. By the time he's walked two blocks, at least a hundred rats are at his heels, and people begin to point and shout. He walks even faster, and soon breaks into a trot as multitudes of rats swarm from sewers, basements, vacant lots, and abandoned cars. Rats by the thousands are at his heels, and as he sees the waterfront at the bottom of the hill, he panics and starts to run full tilt. No matter how fast he runs, the rats keep up, squealing hideously, now not just thousands but millions, so that by the time he comes rushing up to the water's edge a trail of rats twelve city blocks long is behind him. Making a mighty leap, he jumps up onto a light post, grasping it with one arm while he hurls the bronze rat into San Francisco Bay with the other, as far as he can heave it. Pulling his legs up and clinging to the light post, he watches in amazement as the seething tide of rats surges over the breakwater into the sea, where they drown. 

Shaking and mumbling, he makes his way back to the antique shop. "Ah, so you've come back for the rest of the story, " says the owner. "No, " says the tourist, "I was wondering if you have a bronze Republican." 


"The Internet is a good tool to use to get on the Net,"......... said Presidential Candidate Bob Dole. 

And From Time Magazine this week, ........ "Bob Dole is now on line ....... he tried to answer back in Morse Code." 


Excerpted from an article in the W/ S Journal dated 10-3-96: ---- Like the discarded wives in First Wives Club , Jackie Gingrich and Phyllis Dole struggled to get their husbands started on successful careers before being dumped for younger, sleeker models. Jackie helped get Newt out of debt and put him through college while raising their two daughters. She said it came as "a complete surprise" when her husband came to her hospital room when she was recovering from cancer surgery, to talk divorce. 

Phyllis Dole, an occupational therapist who met Bob Dole at the hospital in Battle Creek, Mich., where he recovered after the war, worked to get him through college and law school and even wrote down his answers for him during his bar exam. As the years went by, Bob Dole neglected his wife and daughter and moved into the basement. Then he abruptly announced, "I want out." 

The first Mrs. Dole told Mirabella that the experience still haunts her. "I could have been just as much to blame for the problem as he was. That was my biggest question: What did I do wrong?" 

If the Republicans are dismembered in November, they'll have to ask themselves the same question. 


On National Elections: One thing that we must learn: Elections are held every four years for our entertainment, to placate the electorate. No serious problems are going to be solved. 

In America we actually have two governments operating: the cosmetic, or social, government, over which the president presides with flourish, and the National Security Council, over which the president is merely a figurehead, like royalty in England. 

In the past we have tried to select a leader forhis/her brain power and his/her leadership abilities. But no more. Like the scenes depicted in Norman Rockwell's paintings, those days are gone forever. 

In today's world we elect a candidate who's the most charming, suave, urbane, self-assured and handsome to represent us before the cosmetic government. The dumber he is the less harm he can do to us. But this air-head, whoever he might be, cannot be trusted with out money. We MUST tear up his credit cards. 

Kitten 11/11/1988 


Excerpted from a Barbara Tuchman interview by Bill Moyers on PBS in 1989 

We're satisfied with people in government who are stupid. Fund raising is ruining our election system. We accept as candidates people whose activities in life are as entertainers. Plato said we need people who are trained in government. We have politics by the tube --- mass communication. 

Our public men are really artificial. They are created by teleprompters. It allows an inadequate minor individual to appear to be a statesman. Teleprompters are a terrible tool. We are a public brought up by deception -- advertising. 

We should have a law that requires a person to be live on T.V. for more than 30 seconds. Circumstances are so dangerous today. It is no longer "my country, right or wrong" -- it is "my president, right or wrong." 


From the Reader's Digest: 

IF BY WHISKEY is a common phrase connected with Florida politics during the days of Governor Fuller Warren in the 1950's. When the Governor was asked about his position on a wet vs. dry vote coming up he replied: 

"If by whiskey," he said, "you mean the water of life that cheers man's souls, that smooth's out the tensions of the day, that gives gentle perspective to one's view of life, then put my name on the list of the fervent wets. 

"But if by whiskey, you mean the devil's brew that rends families, destroys careers and ruins one's abilities to work, then count me in the ranks of the dries."----William Safire, NY Times 


From Nobel Prize Winner Gary Becker come the following explanation.: 

Being a conservative means you want to keep things the way they are. ------(a liberal means believing) in the individual as the center of activity. 


A conservative is a man who throws a twenty-five foot rope to a person drowning fifty feet from shore, and shouts encouragement for him to swim the other half for the good of his character. A liberal throws a fifty foot rope to a person only twenty-five feet from shore-- and, after throwing it, lets go of the other end, and walks away to do another good deed. 


A lady on a computer billboard gave the following definition one night: .. The GOP is an acronym for Grand Old Party. You locate them by going to the fence, then taking a sharp right turn. Proceed past reason and compassion and when you see a dollar sign in front of everything you are there.