Make No Mistake, Know What "No" Means...
Boy is my underwear in a bunch today. We have a lot of problems in our nation; way more than anyone could list in an Op/Ed. Today’s issue is going to cause my inbox to fill up with lots of different commentary that will range from agreeing with me to shunning me for casting their guy in a bad light. So be it. As always, I call them like I see them; if that earns me an enemy or two, c’est la vie.
I’ll start off with a question for everyone. How did we arrive at a place where the Congress actually had to vote on whether or not We the People should pay for transgendered military personnel to undergo “gender reassignment” surgery..?! It seems to me that not that long ago when one started a career in the military; he or she simply joined and did what he or she was told to do, or suffered the consequences. Uniforms and hair styles were not subject to debate or personal preference; men had their hair shaved off with a number one hair clipper and women wore a short, neat, and easy to manage style. They ate in one place and no one asked them if they liked the accommodations. It was the military; they joined knowing what to expect and they sucked it up, or on occasion they got tossed out.
No more apparently; now anything goes and the security of America be damned. If one chooses to wear a head scarf or facial hair for “religious” reasons, or anything else that used to be considered out of uniform, it’s okay, because we certainly don’t want anyone’s precious feelings or self-esteem hurt. No sir, today everything is on the table and if one is so inclined to live a transgendered lifestyle, he or she is not required to seek counseling; instead, everyone else has to take some sort of sensitivity training. Well you know what, I’m about done with society having to put up with and coddle such behavior that up until about forty years or so ago was, and I might add rightly, classified as a psychological disorder. I’m even more enraged that some of the geniuses that have managed to get themselves elected to public office think it’s just fine and dandy for you and me to pay for their fantasies.
Look, when I’m not sitting at my keyboard writing the truth about what’s going on and what most sane people think but are afraid to say, (or as liberals call it, “hate speech”) I’m just like most people; I get up every day and do my best to eke out a living and keep a roof over my head and food on the table. Every dollar I make and have to pay in taxes is soaked in sweat and blood; and while I recognize that taxes are necessary to keep critical services and infrastructure up and running, I am righteously incensed that the Congress would even consider bringing such a matter to the floor. As if that wasn’t bad enough, the text was deliberately twisted and convoluted in such a manner so that like many Amendments that We the People get to vote on, it becomes hard to tell what the correct vote is.
And that language manipulating is where much of my angst stems from today. Was the wording of this bill a tad confusing..? Perhaps..! Should it really matter as far as the actual vote is concerned..? No it should not..!
While every one of them was disastrously wrong in doing so, one of the 24 Republican members of the House that voted the wrong way on this bill happens to be my Congressman, Brian Mast. I know the Congressman and I like him and his family; I’ve interviewed him and been a guest in his home before he ever ran for office. However, I cannot give him a pass on this vote and while showing angst at the others; what I have to say overshadows personalities.
Brian, you know me, and you know the group I associate with a great deal of the time; I don’t feel the need to mention their names, but they are all Patriots and people who worked their tails off to get you elected. You may have noticed that at social and other gatherings, I very often tend stay off to one side of the room and just listen and observe. While I don’t always say a lot, I do in fact listen intently to my peers and like the majority of them I am extremely put out at how you have handled this matter.
You voted “No” when you should have voted “Yes,” you then suddenly became aware of this inexcusable error and went on record stating that you made a mistake. Mistake or not, your name is still listed in the “No” column and as far as I know, that won’t change; and even if it does, the damage of it is still done.