The race is on. People are running for local office. They are signing up. Filing their nomination papers. Gathering signatures. Asking for people to vote for them. Talking about the issues. Grappling with the truth and the massive bureaucracy that surrounds our government.
Don’t you just love it? I do. These are not races that garner fame and fortune. They usually are not stepping stones to greater things. They can be. People certainly have won a local race and then gone on to represent people at the state level or even higher. It does happen. But not too much. These are usually thankless jobs that require long hours away from loved ones, immense amount of criticism and the occasional satisfaction of doing the right thing. And I mean occasional.
I admire the folk that are running for our School Board and City Council, incumbents and challengers alike.
I’ve always believed that you do not have a right to complain about the way things are unless you do something about the way things are. I once knew an arrogant bum that believed just the opposite. He believed the right to complain was everybody’s – regardless if they did anything about it or not. Complaint for complaint’s sake. Nope. Not me.
I’ve always had a difficult time with the slow-train of our republic; endless meetings, gatherings, ribbon cuttings, forced socialization. But I admire those that do it. I hold them in the highest regard.
Having said that, I also know that it Is my job to report on what they do, how they do it, why they do it, and who does it benefit.
I only know too well that I work for the governed not the governors.
This is a great land. Talk soon.