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Hunker Down with Kes

Oh, What a Tangled Web We Weave

By Kesley Colbert
kesley45@aol.com
Posted 11/6/18

Usually the off presidential election cycle is pretty mundane stuff...unless, of course, you happen to be one of the candidates. This year has been the rare exception. Following the current crop of …

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Hunker Down with Kes

Oh, What a Tangled Web We Weave

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Usually the off presidential election cycle is pretty mundane stuff...unless, of course, you happen to be one of the candidates. This year has been the rare exception. Following the current crop of state and national “wannabes” has been more fun than unloading a barrel of monkeys in the basement with your favorite grandchild.

With all the news channels, mail outs, billboards, media hoopla, political gurus and dreaded robocalls we should have more knowledge on how to cast an intelligent vote than ever in the history of mankind. But in one of those humorist twists of fate, it hasn’t exactly tricked down that way.

We don’t actually know nothing about any candidate running!

Now, we know all about their opponent! Every political ad seems determinedly focused on the short comings and gross negligence of the “other” fellow—who apparently voted to raise their own salary every other Thursday, took free trips and “luxury money” from lobbyist, turned a cold shoulder to health care, voted to raise taxes on schools, churches, haircuts, dogs, senior citizens and Little Orphan Annie.

Most every “opponent” was born amidst wealth and privilege. He, or she, is against freedom of any kind, the boy scouts, equal pay for equal work, Christmas, Easter and good ole George Bailey’s Building and Loan. One candidate accused his opponent of not voting for Abraham Lincoln!

I’ve learned new words, new phrases and re-discovered pre 1960 TV. The opponent is most always pictured in black and white while the candidate shows up at the very end to “approve this message” in beautiful living color. The candidate’s every hair is in place and the camera catches their “best” side and a smile as wide as all outdoors. The opponent somehow always managed to look disheveled, tortured, confused, dimwitted, or like he just cheated his mother out of her last can of Campbell’s Soup.

It has nothing to do with being a Republican. Or Democrat. Or Independent. The trick here is to be the candidate...and not the opponent!

I kept waiting for just one contestant to spend the allotted minute telling us what their particular qualifications are. And what their specific goals and aspirations were for “we, the people” after they got elected. And I don’t count lowering taxes, free health care, term limits, increasing job opportunities and banning all lobbyists—those ideas have all been used up.

Evidently, running the other fellow down is the key to success today.

Y. D. Moore was the mayor of McKenzie, Tennessee, all the years I was privileged to live there. I never heard him cast one aspersion toward one opponent. ’Course, I don’t remember him stumping up on the square either. If he went door to door to campaign, he never stopped by our house. I don’t even know what political party he belonged to.

Come to think of it, I don’t ever remember him having an opponent! I don’t remember one “Vote for Y. D.” yard sign. He never handed me a card with his name on it. I don’t know if he liked Ike or not. Nor did I get his opinion of a young J. F. K.

As a matter of fact, I don’t remember there ever being a mayoral election. It appeared to us growing up there that he was appointed for life. It sure cut down on voting expenses. Here’s what I do know, he lived right down the street from us and he never hurt anybody in my family…..that I know of!

And I thought at the time, and still do, that we had the best running city in the whole world!

It was kinda the same with the governor’s office in Tennessee back then. Frank Clement held the job until his allotted term was up and then he passed the job off to Buford Ellington. Buford “held the fort” till Frank could legally run again. It’s what we called in West Tennessee the Two Party system.

I would say the times have changed. And I’m not declaring for better or worse. It just ain’t like it used to be!

And apparently, it’s the “opponent’s” fault. And I don’t doubt that, we’ve blamed everything else on them...

Hunker Down, Kes

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