I had a meeting on post last night. I brought everybody, except for Fritz who had CCD. Billy was not at all happy about having to come. He wanted to stay home with Fritz, and he is old enough to do so. But, unfortunately, this child has demonstrated that following house rules when parents aren’t around is not a priority. We have a no TV or computer rule for school days, but that just doesn’t seem good enough for him. I’m not mad about it; he is still very immature, and some personalities are less obedient than others. I have accepted that I will likely battle him over every single rule until the day he leaves home. He, though, has not accepted the reality that I will battle him over every single rule until he leaves home.
“Aw, Mom, can’t you give me another chance?” he pleaded when I explained why he didn’t get to stay home.
“Of course I will,” I said, patiently, “when you are older and have matured a bit more.”
“But I’ll be 50 by then!”
“Yes, that is very likely,” I agreed.
At the front door, with me pointing to the van loaded with everybody else, he tried his final argument.
“I want to spend time with my brother!”
I answered him with silence.
“He’ll be going away to college soon! I need to spend as much time with him as I can before that happens!”
It didn’t work.
It’s military protocol to have 8 x 10 color glossy photos showing the chain of command posted on some wall in every unit. I don’t know all the rules or requirements, but, for example, if you walk into a military hospital, somewhere there will be a photo of the hospital commander, and probably the hospital Command Sergeant Major (the highest ranking NCO)…then there will also be a picture of the hospital commander’s boss, and that person’s boss, and that person’s boss…all the way up to the Commander in Chief. It’s actually not that many pictures – no more than a dozen.
The same series of photos is on a wall in my husband’s office building showing his battalion’s chain of command. Last night, after the meeting, I encountered Mary and her dad looking at the photos.
“That’s Obama,” said Mary, pointing to the Commander in Chief.
“That’s right,” I said. Then I asked, “And who is Obama? What’s his job?”
“He kills babies,” said Mary.
Um. Political rhetoric a bit high at our house, you think?
For the record, I did have her repeat the title: President of the United States.
Speaking of politics, I am convinced that Fox News really thinks that Mitt Romney is The One to take on Obama. And I think they’re kinda freaking out about Rick Santorum. This is the only way I can explain why all the articles about the impending Alabama/Mississippi primaries were how Gingrinch would likely win because he’s a good ole’ boy, but that Romney was still going to do really well and how he is polling strongly. And then after Santorum won, they’re all how inevitable Romney’s victory is anyway, and why don’t these other bozos just give it up for the good of party unity, and how, really, when push comes to shove, more people think Romney can defeat Obama than Santorum can.
I’m still trying to figure out how the same article can say that polls show Romney beats out Santorum among fiscal conservatives, but that Santorum wins among Tea Partiers. Um, last time I pad any attention to the so-called Tea Partiers, their agenda was all about fiscal conservatism and had nothing at all to do with social issues, which is why I didn’t really get involved. I think fiscal conservatism is important, but I think it goes hand in hand with social conservatism (for example, if more women got married before having kids and stayed married while they raised their children, there would be fewer woman and children requiring government assistance to meet basic needs…funny how that works…).
We’ll see where it all goes. But I find Fox News’ coverage very interesting.