Belmont Club links to Fred Thompson on the economy.  That rumbling voice inspires a kind of good humor; it always seems the voice of good humor – the masculine equivalent of Dolly Parton’s laugh.  Here it is in the service of satire and beneath its humor is a picture of the equivalent to the Tory approach to the Brits in 1776; Thompson, a father for two generations, concludes with the equivalent of Paine’s remarks.

Crisis #1:

I once felt all that kind of anger, which a man ought to feel, against the mean principles that are held by the Tories: a noted one, who kept a tavern at Amboy, was standing at his door, with as pretty a child in his hand, about eight or nine years old, as I ever saw, and after speaking his mind as freely as he thought was prudent, finished with this unfatherly expression, “Well! give me peace in my day.” Not a man lives on the continent but fully believes that a separation must some time or other finally take place, and a generous parent should have said, “If there must be trouble, let it be in my day, that my child may have peace;” and this single reflection, well applied, is sufficient to awaken every man to duty.