My friend here was positive that he had all the right ideas. By all accounts he was very highly skilled at explaining his ideas to others in a way that made them wholeheartedly agree. He had more friends and loyal supporters than you could shake a stick at. To say he was popular would be an understatement. He was the cat’s pajamas.
This is what he looked like as a baby.
He sure was a cute little guy, even without the mustache. The funny thing is, when you look at this picture, the mustache seems to be, somehow, missing. Like it has every right to be there, but, isn’t. Like if you could go back in time and bounce little Adolf on your knee until he giggled you would be thinking to yourself… “He just doesn’t look right without his mustache! I know that is what I would be thinking because that face, even when it was a little face, is forever defined by that little square patch of hair beneath its nose even when that nose was a cute little button nose.
Go ahead and look at that little face and then tell me something isn’t missing. I rest my case.
There is something “wrong” with this X-Ray too. At first you may not pick it up, but, inevitably I’m sure you will.
I get that same “There is something wrong” feeling whenever I look at a politician. Most of the time I can’t put my finger on it, but, I always get that feeling. In all honesty I have never met one that I trusted and I think the reason for that is a very personal one. I could go into lengthy detail about my reasons, make them complicated, convoluted and elaborate. I’m not going to though. I will spare my reader that time. I will just give it to you straight. I don’t trust people who have a desire to tell other people what to do. I don’t see that trait as anything but a shortcoming. I am of the opinion that history gives us far more examples of why we should never trust people who have a desire to “tell other people what to do” than it does reasons to trust them. I have always been of the opinion that our governmental representation should be selected exclusively by lottery and that, by law, they should have to return to their original home towns for a minimum of 10 years when their terms as political representatives comes to a close. Should they refuse to take office once they have been chosen they should be forced to spend the length of what would be their term in federal prison. I am also of the opinion that they should all, even the women, be forced to sport Hitler mustaches throughout their entire term of office.
The mustache will encourage us all to keep a close eye on them and make it difficult for them to ever forget the sacred trust they have been given.
Of course, it will also be hilarious. There is never enough of that to go around for me.
Merry Christmas from the shores of Lake Cayuga. It’s snowing, as it should be at this time of year. If you look down closely you can probably see me waving you all a Happy New Year.