Chet Edwards phoned tonight, his taped voice inviting us to a telephone “conference” already half through when they got to our number. I listened – I didn’t want to clean the kitchen.
The Democrats seem to be perfecting cotton candy speechifying. When given a captive audience that can’t speak back, they lean back, tell us they have our best interests at heart, and pontificate.
Like Obama, Edwards answered questions at considerable length if not depth. He says what his audience wanted to hear – that we had the best system in the world. He then brought up the statistics that work against that observation – but he seemed to have only a vague grasp of either why we might be better or why we might be worse.
Remarkably few points were raised because this approach led to a small number of vetted callers. He kept telling us he’d never sign a bill that wasn’t good for us; he’d never sign a bill he hadn’t read. But his grasp – or even curiosity about – the possible ramifications implied he read with little “creativity” about consequences. For instance, it is hard to credit his belief in competition with his complaints about health care. I don’t need a paternal figure. I figure we elect them to learn more than we could – that’s their full time job and that of at least some of their staff. This whole debacle makes me doubt they even see that as their duty.
Of course, his experience was more pleasant than it would have been at a town hall. Creative minds must have watched those peculiar demonstrations against Bush and posited how they would handle people like themselves. Such a controlled venue as this must have been a solution.
This isn’t very analytic; it isn’t even a very good report. Still – beware of the telephone conference – the one you didn’t know about until you picked up the phone and it was half over. It doesn’t get the dishes done nor inform. And I suspect cotton candy is not likely to be very good for our health.