It's a week now since the elections were held, and I supposed that it will be much much later before the Big Ben finally gets himself round to publishin my little scribblin. (I'm still waitin for me previous contribution to be published so I'm not expectin to see this one published any time soon.)
In all fairness I do admit that the last writin was a long time comin and perhaps the Big Ben is just hangin me out to dry for a wee bit. Can't say that I blame him. That little piece was about how I lost me dear wife and the trauma I suffered thereafter.
At any rate, she's back now and once again we, like so many other good folks in this fine country had to make up our minds who to vote for.
Mary, like meself, doesn't believe in voting for a particular party. She firmly believes in only votin for a decent man or woman; one who demonstrates fortitude, integrity, decency, morality and a sense of common justice and equality for all.
Every time there is an election, me darlin wife shows no fear at all in tellin people about her personal benchmark for candidates.
'Who are you voting for?' people will ask her. 'I be only votin for decent folk' she says. 'No one can buy me vote for love or money. It be freely given to those in whom I put me faith and trust.'
And every year, true to her word she makes her choice. And after the elections friends will ask: 'Who did you vote for Mary?' And she will honestly reply: 'I didn't!'
Well, like I said, I'm not one for followin any particular party and choosin my friends accordingly. I choose the person that I think will do their best efforts to get the job done well.
And it seems that many a folk believes either that the Republicans will do just that, or else they be so irate with the Democrats that they decided to give them the old heave-ho!
I can't say that I be surprised by the huge swing against the Democrats, but the final result was a little disapointin.
Personally I had hoped for a hung parliament, but that's just the Irish thinkin talkin. Where I originally hail from, we have a fondness for hung parliaments.
'No good parliament like a hung one!' we like to say back home. A lot less problems there would be in the world if all parliaments were hung when they start carin more for themselves than for the people they are supposed to be lookin after.
At any rate, now we have to endure that period known as the lame-duck season, although it seems to me that this parliament has been livin in one for nigh on 2 years already. It will be interestin to see what comes of all this though.
It will also be interestin to see how all the new kids on the block fare in the bun fights to come. I was readin somewhere that there be so many newcomers to politics, that they might all have to go to nite school to learn their P's and Q's.
Well I dare say that as things stand at the moment, not much more harm can be done to this fine country than what it has already endured over the last two years, and these comin two years will give the newbies time to become familiar with the ropes that may one day be placed firmly around their necks if they don't learn from the lessons of this our most recent election.
We can only hope!
John J. Walsh
Other Articles by Jack Walsh:
Jul 24, 2010 It's a Funny World We Live In
Jul 18, 2010 Scandal and Charity
Jul 14, 2010 Isn't Life Funny.
Apr, 24, 2010 Get off the Gay men's backs
April 21, 2010 We Love to Hate Our Presidents
John J. Walsh, a Catholic, is originally from Ireland; went to high school and university in Australia, and later moved to the U.S.A. He lives in the Midwest and is married to an American. He now has a lot of time on his hands and is taking the opportunity to see some of his musings in print. Fearing the hot blooded protestants and not wanting to reach heaven or hell faster than is God's plan, his personal email address and other particulars are not available for publication. You may however Email him at: johnjwalsh_magic @live.com