Having a small consulting firm. Check.
Having a wife in Congress. Check.
Getting big fat checks from the Congresswoman’s account paid to your firm is a boost to the household budget you would think.
Doesn’t take long from swearing in to getting the map to the trough. Then you wedge your snout in there, and the living is easy.
Hope no nosy investigation spoils the fun.
Taxpayers hope the spoils and the fun newlyweds have their day of reckoning.
It seems like a wave has taken so many young children in the cities from the streets upon which they play, to their everlasting homes, due to the gunplay, gangs and seemingly a complete absence of value placed on human lives, no matter how innocent and young. The growing movement and activities throughout the urban landscape of protesting that turns to violence, then breaking glass store fronts, to looting, and then, when the stores are cleaned out, to glass bottles of gasoline being lit and tossed, and another city block is destroyed. All during, stray and sometimes pointed gunfire rings out and whizzes through groups, and yards and curtains, and young babies and kids are hit…and die. They are starting to call it “The Black Lives Matter Effect”, with the lethal irony hanging in the air like so much of the disipating whiff of gunpowder. Is there a voice that can calm the streets? Be the Elder? Counsel the factions? Is this a ripple, or a swell, a wave, or a slowly moving, growing, ominous wave of substance that will change by drowning the landscape? Or will it roll through and bring with it an urgency, seasoned with clarity, that will be a clarion to call people to change for the better. Better understanding, cooler heads, and will the eyes of the suffering Mom’s and Dad’s when glanced at for those agonizing moments, silently plead with all who will look back at them…”please stop. please, stop”…be understood, and heeded?
Mary Kay LeTourneau has passed away from cancer. Convicted in the 90’s for raping her sixth grade student, she went forward and married him.
