There's a word I'm thinking of. It's been on my mind like a song for a while now. Let's see if you can guess what it is.
I'll share a few events of the past few weeks. Each could be described by the word in my head.
Senator McConnell's grand bill to replace the Affordable Care Act and kick 30,000,000 off government guaranteed health insurance failed because his colleague Senator McCain was forced to use his government guaranteed health insurance.
McCain's absence meant McConnell didn't even have enough votes to get the measure to the Senate floor for discussion. And it wouldn't have passed even if he was there.
Politics aside, here's to the gentleman from Arizona's speedy recovery.
In another example, when all hope was lost on a Trumpcare bill, our beloved Yertle announced the Senate would take up a straight repeal of the ACA in just a few days. But wait.
Ole Mitch had barely finished his statement when three female Republican senators announced they wouldn't play and a repeal would not hit the floor either.
McConnell hadn't invited any of them to his secret Trumpcare writing club. Maybe he didn't think they'd have anything to add. I think maybe they did.
Remember that song? The tune keeps playing in my head. That word keeps echoing. Can you hear it?
Mitch McConnell for 8 years of public service declared war on a presidential administration. HIs publicly stated purpose was failure of the president. He blocked appointments and stalled legislation. He bent every rule and made up a few new ones in his zeal to create gridlock and doubt in the nation's capital.
Except for Obama's two terms, the ACA and congress's negative polls, he largely succeeded. Then he got what he really wanted, a Republican president.
Today McConnell's party controls congress and the white house. They've pretty much got the supreme court sewn up, too.
But hIs colleagues that marched in lockstep with him last year want to dance on their own this year. They can't even agree to repeal a bill they've already voted to repeal once.
Isn't it...what's that word? You know it, it's on the tip of your tongue, too.
Kentucky's own Ark Encounter, was touted as an economic catalyst for Williamsburg and Grant County. The state and county gave huge tax breaks to the creatives at the Creationist Museum.
But to receive those breaks, the park had to be for profit and it's land taxable. Fast forward to two weeks ago, when the city attempts to assess a fee of 50 cent per ticket on the park to help pay for safety, such as police and fire protection.
Now the for profit park has sold most of it's property to it's non-profit side for $10. This is not only an attempt to avoid the ticket fee, but to avoid paying any property taxes at all.
What suffers most from lost property taxes? Education. A park built to sell a fairy tale as science for profit gets to further erode the system we try to grow real scientists from.
Sing along with me now. Isn't it ironic. Don't ya think?