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The best part is nobody else is listening
Sometimes, after a long hard day in the office, I like to come home and flip on C-SPAN. Why? Because sometimes, when I’m really lucky, our representatives are giving General Speeches.
General Speeches is when our elected officials get up in front of the House and say WHATEVER THE FUCK THEY WANT for one minute (or 5 minutes if they get permission from the chair). Some are heartfelt pleas for bill ratification, some are stories about constituents, and some are reasonable diatribes about international relations.
Mostly though the speeches are just batshit crazy…I just heard one guy go on about a baseball player who recently passed away (RIP Ron Santo), and another woman use the word hereto no fewer than 6 times in a minute.
Anyway, it’s like idly flipping through a Doonesbury desk calendar and ultimately makes me forget about my day.
