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It is where you go when you want to be seen without
makeup or wearing no shoes or socks. It is where you go when
you want to "kick back" and not worry about someone
commenting on your weight gain or that you need a pedicure.
It is sleeping in late and getting up and everyone says,
"Good Morning!" and they mean it even when you’ve still got
sleep in the corner of your eyes and your robe is shiny at
the elbows from wear and tear.
Well, in politics, politicos have firewalls. They, too,
have heart felt needs to go to places where they are cheered
and revered as "good people," where they can drop any
pretense and talk with you as if they have known you for
years and years.
Politicians have their havens of calm where they can burp
and belch and no one thinks twice about it. Where they can
indulge in that second piece of peach cobbler and the
"calorie police" are not giving out tickets for diet
violations.
The places where they can say goofy things and do not worry
about someone secretly taping them for blackmail for CNN or
ET.
Well, Hillary Clinton is a politico and she has a
firewall of sorts.
When the election goes national against Donald Trump,
Hillary will be looking to her firewall to back her up and
give her the required support and votes that it will take to
win the White House.
Hillary knows this firewall. Her husband knew this
firewall. So did and does President Obama.
This firewall's loyalty is much ballyhooed abroad and in
the media on a constant basis. This firewall has practically
defined the words, loyalty and fidelity. Republican
politicians would sell their soul to the devil if they could
have such a firewall backing them up in their elections.
When this firewall is activated, the results cause
reverberations in political circles because this firewall
takes no prisoners. It is adamant. Resolute. Implacable.
Focused.
Loyal. Determined.
When this firewall gets the nod from the Hillarys' of the
Democratic Party, they, like dancers in unison, spring into
action. They move when told to move. They pounce when told
to pounce. They swing the sword when told to swing. They
join hearts and heads to do their solemn duty...to be the
ageless firewall for the Democratic Party.
In spite of being neglected at times and not lavishly
honored for their dutiful service above and beyond the call
of duty, this monolithic firewall does what it is supposed
to do...it stands tall and stand firm and tells everyone in
a booming voice and in no uncertain terms to those who wish
to breach their bond, "You shall not pass!"
Political pundits marvel at this firewall. They stand in
awe as this firewall clenches hands and lock their knees as
one when the call is given from the Democratic Party honchos
that, "It is time!"
Commentators look on in disbelief as these unnamed
faithful minions buckle up with each other to do their
unsworn duty to the nominee of the Democratic Party.
This firewall, unselfish as the day is long, takes no breaks
from their duty. They are sentinels ever manning the
ramparts, watching and waiting for the call, the call that
they know comes every two and four years.
These guardians of the Democratic Party, although
repeatedly slighted and taken for granted, never take their
duty lightly nor do they seemingly harbor ill-will or
resentment for the slights, real and imagined, that directed
their way.
No, in spite of not receiving overdue plaudits for
their courage and resoluteness, this firewall absorbs the
abuse and takes the incoming flak and stands in the gap and
produces, year in and year out.
If lack of thanksgiving was their thermostat of whether
or not they would rise to the occasion and be the ever
needed firewall, they hide that face of frustration and
soldier on.
If not receiving gifts and privileges were the standards
by which they would judge the love or loyalty of the
Democratic Party, this firewall would flail and rave and
rant but no, they put on their game face and march on to
make sure that the nominee of the Democratic Party gets
their desserts and rewards even if that means, they get
little or nothing in return.
Who is this firewall that sacrifices so much for so
little in return? Who are these unsung champions of the
Democratic Party without whom past victories would be
ephemeral?
The African-American voter! The tireless and faithful
voter for the Democratic Party.
The voter who gives and gives and gives with no thought for
any return of wealth or
status but simply to be a voter who has pledged allegiance
to all things Democratic.
The voter who has made the difference for the Democratic
nominee in local, state
and national elections, albeit at times a razor-thin margin
but nonetheless a margin that caused his candidate to
triumph.
Is this reticent voter championed or applauded or
valued to the point that the
winning party lavishes them with the fruits of their bloc
vote?
No! Oh sure. He is tossed a few political trinkets and
baubles but as far as dining
on the fat of the land or the prime rib of high visible
appointments or budgetary
allocations for his pet causes, no!
Why? Because his year in and year out loyalties are
taken for granted and are
now to be expected. All that the Democratic Party has to do
these days is to roll out its nominee and that person grins
and smiles at this voting bloc; and which should be to their
chagrin, this voting bloc dutifully bows and smiles and in
lock step, trots off to vote for the nominee.
Gunga Din could not rival this group of devotees!
Batman's Robin fails in comparison to this show of fealty.
Sherlock Holmes' Watson could not hold a candle to these
hearty souls.
So, now it is Hillary's turn to rouse up these unfailing
troops to perform according to script and put her in the
White House and for that Herculean act, they will receive
only a smiling, "Thank You!"; and the Republican Party and
the political pundits will, with shaking heads, continue to
marvel at such unrewarded fealty.
Contact Lafe Tolliver at Tolliver@Juno.com
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