They’re rioting in Athens. The Big Three are broke. Wall Street melted, and before we even get a new administration and new solutions, hope and change are becoming business as usual.
I don’t understand why in the world — for all her obvious academic and business achievements and in all due respect — Obama associate Valerie Jarrett (or Caroline Kennedy) — never elected to a single office — would be qualified to be a U.S. senator by a fiat appointment, especially in a political climate where Sarah Palin (16 years in local and state politics, and several elections) was deemed by the media too inexperienced for high elected office.
And I don’t understand why Charles Rangel mired in serial ethics and legal messes, and Barney Frank and Chris Dodd at ground zero of the Fannie-Freddie meltdown, haven’t stepped down from their committee chairmanships, especially given the nexus between the money they received and the entities they were supposed to oversee.
Jesse Jackson Jr.’s loud protestations seem designed to assure the audience he was terrified of wiretap transcripts to come. The problem with all this and more is that the hope and change gospel preached a new age of high ethics, no more business as usual, and an end to big money and big politics. And? We are witnessing the police needing policing — all the while we are still waiting, waiting, waiting for still more “let me be perfectly clear” s about the Blagojevich mess.
The Axlerod matter-of-fact, of-course-he-has, admission of initial talks between Obama and Blagojevich has already been rendered inoperative. And the initial sweeping Obama assurances about neither himself nor his staff involved in the process of bargaining and horse-trading for his Senate seat with the Governor are already in need of alteration.
Last week’s modified limited hang-out simply won’t do.
In short, we need an ethics czar, pronto!