Welcome to the fourth issue of The Centrist. We're not ignorant; we don't even know the meaning of the word!
Today is an especially good day to be a centrist: Nobody else has any clue where they stand.
Bush recently told congress, "You have to push through this emergency measure to give us tons of money to spend however we like RIGHT NOW, or we're all doomed! (And no, you haven't heard me say that before.)" And then, amid public perception of this as yet another instance of stealing from the poor to give to the rich, and a consequent barrage of letters and phone calls from the people to the House of Representatives... The House Democrats voted "yes" and the House Republicans voted "no"!
But then, just to make sure that we didn't interpret this as a Republican defense of the middle class against corrupt politics, the senate rewrote the bill to appeal to more Republicans... By adding corporate tax breaks.
Gods, I love this country.
We centrists get to sit smugly in front of our computer screens, reading articles and blogs, and coming to realize that nobody knows what to do, any better than we do. And at least we didn't waste our time and energy forming opinions.
Everybody else, defending their own side of things, has to work hard at ignoring an awful lot of facts.
Wall Street cries that they need more oversight and accountability, conveniently forgetting that they had just that until their puppet Republicans abolished it. Democrats happily point fingers at Republican deregulation such as the Gramm-Leach-Bliley Act, conveniently forgetting that the Act, despite its partizan start, ultimately passed with an overwhelming majority in both houses. And the new Bill To Fix Everything, pushed for by leaders of both sides, does so by handing a tremendous amount of money to Treasury Secretary Henry Paulson... With no oversight or accountability.
Did I mention that I love this country? At this rate, there will be no more Democrats, no more Republicans, and certainly no more concern for reason and facts. It's a centrist's dream come true, and I couldn't be more proud.