Aye, We Just Confirmed a Squirrel to Be Secretary of Defense and a Lampshade to Guard Over Our National Health
Just another day in the asylum
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I once walked into an Auto Parts store and asked to see their best bagpipe.
Then I asked my dentist if she could re-tile my bathroom. The looks were priceless.
Of course, the above never happened.
It wouldn’t because I know that would be pointless.
You don’t ask a Harbor Seal to sing The Star-Spangled Banner or a former Fox newscaster to run a $ trillion Department of Defense when he has “limited” experience.
Or maybe we do.
Think about it. Pete Hegseth, Pam Bondi, Marco Rubio, and Robert F Kennedy, Jr., are all qualified for their respective Cabinet positions, correct?
Selected because they rose above the ranks. Stood out. Positioned themselves through hard work and dedicated selfless public service over the years.
The best America has to offer.
Now if the Dodgers selected a third baseman in the 2025 draft who never played a single game, we’d asked for the GM to be fired.
If the Lakers selected a 40-year-old ex-rugby player to be their new point guard, we’d light up social media and ask for a refund of our season tickets.
But those choices wouldn’t happen, they’d be crazy. Wouldn’t make any sense.
We’d be angry. We’d burn our Dodger bobbleheads in front of their stadium in protest.
But when America turns to “less thans” to hold key positions in our government; to represent our nation in front of the rest of the world. To keep us out of harm’s way – what do we do?
Apparently, we confirm them.
We turn to our elected officials, those we just voted for, and ask them to have our backs. Be there for us. Do the best work for our country.
Or just shrug.
And hope that tomorrow will turn out a little better.
It could happen.
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