Wednesday Night: Even Dakinis Get the Blues

Okay, and I am going to try to get back in the loop here and write posts and be erudite and let’s see … is it too late to make some good New Year’s Resolutions?  Probably.  Anyway, I am sitting under the breeze of one of my two newly installed ceiling fans that are a blowing some cold air my way on these series of hot humid days and nights that I’ve been enduring and enduring and enduring.  Did I mention that my bathroom faucet is new and it doesn’t leak?  My screen door by the kitchen closes and locks.  My front storm shutters close and lock again which could be very auspicious giving the look of TS Dorian. There are hardly any vines creeping any where in my backyard.  Oh, and I’ve spent a week seeing my neighborhood and city with fresh eyes with my friend who did all these things for me.  I was waking up and feeling and then, whoa … back to that desk of papers and the knowledge that you’re not going to wake up to the smell of coffee unless you make it or the feel of other things that I will not expound on here because, well, I’m going to spare you since this is a blog about politics …

I am in awe of people who can fix things with such facile. It makes me understand what people are thinking when I sit down to play a piano concerto and it looks like all am I doing is breathing.  It’s really not since I’ve played since I was three and my mother was a task master both at technique and time put in practicing endlessly and doing scales endlessly.  You do anything long enough, you make it look like it’s breathing.  Then, there are those things you swear you are never going to repeat because you really do not want to become a master.  There are these things that you do despite all those promises you make to yourself and you tell your self very convincingly and enthusiastically that you really really don’t want to do that again because how you eventually have to feel about it.  It’s those niggling habits you just can’t break. Those traps you fall back into.   It’s those little behaviors that sneak up on you once you have convinced yourself you have turned a new leaf.  There are just those things that always trip you up just about the time you think you have yourself and life all figured out.  There’s a hole some where from wearing out the same ground endlessly. There is the feeling good part and the rest of it …

This is I where I get to say that Anthony Wiener and the House Republicans seem to never change.

What makes so many of us so self-destructive?  Why do we do things that are so obviously bad or disruptive for us and those around us? What makes us dive back into things when we’ve had such bad luck at it in the past?  We’ve gotten through the season of renewal and we are firmly planted in the here and now of watching our karma and fruits ripen. There are bananas in the backyard hanging thick and aiming to take the tree down before they fully yellow. The lemons still look like little green balls but not for long with this heat and humidity. The green lemon balls and the bananas should start turning the side and back yard a green with some dashes and dots of yellow very quickly.  The fruit ripens eventually. Now, where oh where am I going?  That, at the moment, is my eternal question. Why create some havoc where there was none before?

So, now, I’ve got to tell myself to do the work to do list with a smile and figure out what is going on in the world outside my backdoor outside of the abrupt change to my safe little rut.  I just popped out of my rut long enough to recognize one when I see it.  This is I why see that the Anthony Wiener and the House Republicans seem to never change.For that matter, neither does our President.  It’s a feedback loop of FAIL.

So, there’s this endless loop of behavior that lets us know that some things we just don’t seem to get beyond no matter how many times we shake our fists at the sky and say Never EVER again, will I go hungry.  Even though it makes for great theatrics, we still find ourselves chasing down ourselves.

So, it would be really, really easy for me to say RUN HUMA RUN!! for my first bit of sage advice today.  I would also like to say that I wish she would both run for mayor and away from Anthony Wiener but these things always look so easy when you’re not wearing those shoes.  However, here’s the NYT with their version of sage advice from the vantage point of some one else’s shoes.

At some point, the full story of Anthony Weiner and his sexual relationships and texting habits will finally be told. In the meantime, the serially evasive Mr. Weiner should take his marital troubles and personal compulsions out of the public eye, away from cameras, off the Web and out of the race for mayor of New York City.

Mr. Weiner, who resigned from Congress two years ago after sending lewd messages and photos of his crotch to women he had not met, was forced to revisit the issue on Tuesday, and so were we all. A Web site called The Dirty had another woman’s story, another round of sex texts, and another picture of Mr. Weiner’s penis. The startling news was that this new episode apparently took place last summer, only a few months before Mr. Weiner was to begin another run at public office. The marital trauma that Mr. Weiner and his wife, Huma Abedin, had said was behind them was not as far behind as we thought.

So, I am now weirdly telling myself to wash a pillowcase so I don’t grab it and smell it endlessly.  I am not one to give sage advice on oddly compulsive behaviors when it comes to people’s interpersonal relationships.

I do however, long for the day when President Barrack Obama does say something about the economy other than the Republicans won’t let me fix things.

“With an endless parade of distraction, political posturing and phony scandals, Washington has taken its eye off the ball,” Obama told a crowd at Knox College in Illinois this afternoon. “And I am here to say this needs to stop.” Later in the speech, Obama vowed: “I will not allow gridlock, inaction or willful indifferences to get in our way.”

I am also tired of Republicans in Congress that can’t seem to find their way out of whatever scratched 1950 Pat Boone Single they keep playing on that record player.

In one example of an unusual move, the advocacy arm of the Heritage Foundation — Heritage Action — announced Tuesday it will grade lawmakers on the basis of whether they sign on as cosponsors of — not merely vote for — a bill by Sen. Ted Cruz (R-TX) to prohibit any funding of Obamacare in the annual budgeting process.

That legislation has won over more than just the usual suspects. Its 27 cosponsors — all Republicans — include Senate Minority Leader Mitch McConnell (R-KY) and Minority Whip John Cornyn (R-TX), both of whom are running for reelection in 2014 and are facing primary challengers from the right.

“We have one last chance to stop this if the White House won’t cooperate, and that’s through our budgeting process,” said Sen. Marco Rubio (R-FL), another cosponsor, who is eager to make nice with the right after his major push for comprehensive immigration reform. “Some will say, ‘Well, that’s crazy. You are going to shut down the government over Obamacare?’ No, what’s crazy is moving forward with this thing.”

How many times do we have to label all of this MASSIVE FAIL and read about it?

Have the dog days of summer come early for me or is it the same for every one else too?

They sell wood putty and Spackle and calking for various holes and leaks.  Maybe some one should invent something for hearts and personalities that just don’t seem to approach wholeness.  You just have to remind yourself that some things get less sharp over time.  It’s just not the minds of Republicans or the personal decisions of Anthony Wiener.