A Generational Crisis
Buzzy is at the Table
Good Morning, Breakfastpoppers. Today is Sunday, November 20, 2016. Our friend Buzzy, the Proverbial Fly on the Wall, is hosting a delightful breakfast for all of us. Buzzy is preparing omelettes to please every palate. I will be mixing up a batch of Bloody Marys to complete the meal. Buzzy has been traveling around this great nation of ours, and he is quite concerned about some of the things he has witnessed. The election of Donald Trump to the presidency has unleashed the irrational inner child in children and adults, and the picture isn't pretty. Please join Buzzy and me for breakfast. Something insane has taken hold of our nation, and it is time to address the situation before the "babies" start running and ruining the world.
Woe is Me
Thank you so much for joining me this morning. I have been "flying" around the nation for the last week, visiting college campuses, places of business, restaurants, bars and sports arenas. I thought that the so-called protestors" would have calmed down by now, but it appears they may be here to stay. That is not only bad news for President-Elect Trump, it is bad news for all of us and for our future. How did so many people become emotional cripples at the same time? Hillary Clinton was an awful candidate. She reeked of corruption, and continued on her merry way thumbing her nose at the justice system and the rule of law. The fact that so many people preferred her over Donald Trump speaks volumes about our national character. It might be more accurate to talk about the decline of our national character. I am not referring to the thugs who are being paid to protest. They will go away as soon as the source of their money runs dry. I am referring to the ordinary guy on the street who is prepared to lose his mind when confronted with a Trump supporter. I am talking about millions of college students who are so emotionally frail that they need to be hugged and coddled until they are able to cope with a President Trump. These kids are so messed up, that they may need to occupy a "safe space" for the next four years. There are not enough pacifiers on the planet to quiet these cranky babies. This fly thinks its time for some tough love.
The Cure
Iowa State Representative Bobby Kaufmann has a solution to the growing baby epidemic. He plans to introduce a bill he calls "Suck it Up Buttercup." The name has a nice ring to it. It aims to shine a spotlight on universities that used taxpayer money to babysit devastated students who can't cope with life under Trump. All this counseling costs money. If that money is coming from taxpayers, that should be a big no-no. Public universities receive some of their money from taxpayers to help educate students. If that money is being used to buy them pacifiers and blankies, the money flow has to stop and the educators have to get back to educating. The bill will calculate how much the university spent to ease the fears of students. That mount of money will be doubled and then subtracted from the next year's funding. Now that is what I call a plan! Play-doh isn't free, tissues aren't free, crayons and coloring books aren't free, bubbles aren't free either, but the future movers and shakers of our nation can't cope without all this back to the womb therapy. Cut the funding and maybe the universities will find it prudent to get back to the business of education. A return to "shape up or ship out" would be refreshing, don't you think?
Buzzy's Song
Fly me to the moon
And let me live
Where I am free
These colicky, cry babies
Are way too much for me!