In The Public Eye - And Irritating It
I often wonder why anybody would want to run for political office.
It's expensive, it's tiring, and you have to kiss a lot of fat babies and
fat babies have a habit of drooling on you when you try to kiss them.
And after you're elected, although you do have a good opportunity to
become wealthy in some instances, you still have to wear a tie to work
everyday, people write nasty letters about you in the newspapers and if
your kid gets arrested for shoplifting you have to deny you even know the
little devil or face losing when you run for re-election.
All that was bad enough, but in the recent national elections, we had
a new twist known as negative advertising.
This is where you pay an advertising firm two or three million dollars
to invent television and radio commercials saying your opponent has bad
breath, sleeps in his underwear and doesn't love the Lord.
I happen to have been doing a great deal of traveling during the final
weeks of the campaign, and after seeing negative commercial after negative
commercial, I became concerned that every candidate running was some sort
of dishonest mudbrain.
Began one: "Do you really want a man like Harvey Snucklehouser representing
you in Washington?
"He cheats on his income tax, doesn't put the shower curtain inside
the tub when he bathes in hotel rooms, his mother wears combat boots and
he pulled for the Mets in the World Series.".
Another said: "How could anybody vote for Bernice (Dingbat) Flournoy?
She's so stupid she thinks Beirut was a famous baseball player, she smells
like a goat herder, probably is a communist and has fat thighs."
In Georgia, incumbent Republican Sen. Mack Mattingly basically stayed
out of his campaign with the exception of buying commercials that said
his opponent, Democrat Wyche Fowler, hardly ever bothered to appear for
votes during his term as U.S. representative.
Fowler got even, however. He beat Mattingly, who won't be making ANY
appearances in the Senate anymore.
I have a friend who once ran for a local county post. He lost.
"It was the worst experience I ever had," he said. "Every time I told
a lie, they caught me, and every time I told the truth, nobody would believe
me."
There are lot of better ways to abuse oneself than going through the
expense, turmoil and humiliation of running for and/or holding political
office.
You could open a meat market in Ralph Nader's neighborhood, get a job
as Frank Sinatra's press agent, or become a newspaper columnist and say
you think television evangelists are a bunch of crooks.
I once asked a man who was running for Congress just why on earth he
would wan t to put himself through such an ordeal and have people say bad
things about him and be mistrustful of him.
"Well," he replied, "I was already a lawyer."
In my mind, that's still not reason enough |