Why the Electoral College Matters
Democrats sound like they’re on the side of the angels whenever they start calling for the end of the Electoral College. In making their case, they invariably start spouting clichés about the popular vote being the democratic ideal, about how it’s downright un-American to have a presidential election determined by anonymous electors rather than by counting noses.
You might even fall for it if you didn’t know better, if, say, you were unaware that every time those on the Left can’t get their way by way of an election—be the issue capital punishment, Obamacare, same-sex marriages, illegal aliens or abortions on demand—they always show an appalling eagerness to ignore the popular vote and leave the final decision up to a handful of judges.
As I say, if you didn’t know better, you might confuse their partisanship with sincere principles. To avoid future confusion, keep in mind that Leftists never have principles, merely agendas.
The only reason they want to do away with the Electoral College is because it is the only way, as the Founding Fathers understood, to prevent a few large states from controlling the entire nation. California wasn’t even a state in the 18th century, let alone the most populated, but Virginia was. And even though some of the Founders hailed from there, they were wise enough to realize that Virginia shouldn’t be the tail that wagged the dog.
The divinely-inspired Founders wanted the smaller states to have a way to offset an election in which Hillary Clinton’s winning margin of four million votes in California wouldn’t result in her defeating Donald Trump by three million.
There’s no way that even the likes of Washington, Jefferson, Madison and Adams, could foresee that one day there would be 320 million people living in the United States, let alone that 10% of them would be here illegally or that one out of every eight Americans would reside in a single state.
But they were perfectly capable of imagining that if L.A. County, with its 10,160,000 people was a state, it would be the 9th most-populated state in the Union, trailing only Texas, Florida, New York, Pennsylvania, Illinois, Ohio, Georgia and North Carolina, pushing Michigan back into 10th place.
And that is why those brilliant and decent men found a place in the Constitution for the Electoral College, something they didn’t do when it came to abortions, same-sex marriages or Obamacare.
Not a lot of things shock me or even surprise me, but occasionally I am taken aback when something I assume to be true turns out not to be the case at all.
For instance, when I was on the writing staff of Dick Van Dyke’s medical mystery series, “Diagnosis Murder,” I got to know and like Van Dyke. I even assumed that with his midwestern background and his non-egotistical ways, he was a Republican.
Not only, as I was to discover during the 2000 presidential election, was he not a Republican, but even Al Gore wasn’t liberal enough to suit him. Instead, he not only voted for Ralph Nader, he hosted a fundraiser for the booby in his home.
More recently, I was quite surprised that Chip Bergh, the CEO of the Levi Strauss Company, famous for making blue jeans, the uniform of cowboys and other hard working men, is spending a large amount of the outfit’s money to help Michael Bloomberg in his campaign to invalidate the Second Amendment.
I guess that it’s thanks to all those westerns we’ve all seen that I assumed jeans and guns went together like ham and eggs. Apparently, CEO Bergh thinks they go together like ham and gefilte fish.
I have made no secret of the fact that when it comes to abortions, I remain unresolved. I hate abortions, but I’d also hate to imagine having an additional 50 million unwanted people in this country. People who would be far more likely to end up on welfare or peddling heroin or in jail than getting an education, getting a job and raising a family.
On the other hand, I am revolted by those creatures who think it should be open season when it comes to human babies, even though there are seasonal time limits when it comes to hunting and killing four-legged animals.
I personally believe there is a special place in Hades for those women who insist that aborting a baby is no different from having a mole surgically removed. How are people who think that way any different from Nazis who felt the same way about gassing Jews?
I wonder how these creeps would respond to my pointing out that nobody ever threw a baby shower for a mole; painted a room in the house pink or blue because of a mole; and nobody ever named a mole after a beloved parent or grandparent.
One of my readers let me know he was shocked to learn how widespread on college campuses it had become for blacks to segregate themselves from their fellow students, demanding separate dorms, separate indoctrinations, separate counselors and even separate graduation exercises.
One might even refer to this practice as Leroy Crow Laws.
The problem is that once you begin pandering to people by excusing their criminal practices; accept their every grievance as gospel; begin leap-frogging them over more deserving students into colleges and universities; elect them to high office in order to absolve white guilt; they come to feel special and entitled. It’s just human nature. You see it not only with blacks, but with show biz celebrities, politicians and illegal aliens.
Someone sent me a collection of actual newspaper headlines, beginning with “Homicide Victims Rarely Talk to Police”
Others include “Barbershop Singers Bring Joy to School for Deaf”
“Miracle Cure Kills Fifth Patient”
“17 Remain Dead in Morgue Shooting Spree”
“Starvation Can Lead to Health Hazards”
“Man Accused of Killing Lawyer Gets a New Attorney”
“Parents Keep Kids Home to Protest School Closure”
“Hospitals Resort to Hiring Doctors”
“Federal Agents Raid Gun Shop, Find Weapons”
“Total Lunar Eclipse Will Be Broadcast Live on Northwoods Public Radio”
“Meeting on Open Meetings is Closed”
“Statistics Show That Teen Pregnancy Drops Off After Age 25”
“Bugs Flying Around With Wings Are Flying Bugs”
“Marijuana Issue Sent Along to a Joint Committee”
“Worker Suffers Leg Pain After Crane Drops 800-Pound Ball On His Head”
“Republicans Turned Off by Size of Obama’s Package”
At least the rags are good for a laugh, if not for the news.
I recently heard about an ex-major league relief pitcher named Joseph Jason Putz. For those of you unfamiliar with the word, “putz” is a Jewish word for the male organ.
It made me wonder if the baseball player’s name might have been shortened from something like Putzmeister or Putzman at Ellis Island. And if so, would that constitute a circumcision of sorts?