My recent campaign to outlaw romance novels has met with considerable resistance. Now I know that those things are bad for you. They engender false hope in the romantically-challenged and suck up hour upon hour of time that could be spent reading something more uplifting. Fabio’s visage has also planted a large seed of self-doubt in those of us with smaller pecs and less hair. They’re horrible, I tell you, horrible.
The last straw was when someone told me we had to vote on the ban. Vote? Are you kidding me? It’s the countless millions of love-starved dolts that I am trying to help! Why would I need or want their opinion?
There is a perfectly good reason. It is supposed to be hard to get things done here in the U.S. Our political system is based upon the idea that individuals know best what is good for them and should be left alone to pursue their own happiness as they define it. Government’s role is limited, is restrained by our founding document, the Constitution, and is not to be expanded willy-nilly in pursuit of some cockamamie problem a minority of people have conjured up, romance novels included.
Someone in the current administration did not get that memo, apparently. A fellow blogger posts this article on the use of bureaucratic decree to accomplish what the legislative process could not. For the benefit of the Administration, let me offer a few reminders about our system of government.
We vote on things here. We don’t always get it right, but voting ensures that we don’t get it horribly wrong, either. When we can’t vote directly, we authorize our representatives to vote for us. They may be idiots, but they know better than to hack too many of us off.
We have three branches of government. There is a reason for that. We don’t want one branch to start grabbing power. The other two are there to restrain the first. We love gridlock. If we could figure out how to keep you from spending money while you argue in some old historic building day after day, we would enshrine it as a permanent institution.
Listen up, bureaucrats. You are not nearly as smart as you think you are and we are much smarter than you think we are. Controlling the gas I exhale is about as as useful as bottling the gas you expel. Managing content on the Internet is not going to make our lives better. Kathleen Sebelius’s tantrum against insurance companies’ freedom of speech is not heroic. It is arrogant, stupid, and probably unconstitutional.
All the particular outrages the Obama Administration has foisted upon the American people are soundly trumped by the sinister ethos it embraces. “I know best,” sayest the Anointed One. “As do my minions. Obey and come to know good.” Got that right. It will come to no good.