A is for Aardvark....Aardvarks are for parties

Good day readers and followers, here we are in my corner of world hitting 70 degrees for the second consecutive day for the first time in over six months.  No snow, no ice, this is some weather, this is really nice!  This could be cause for a celebration.  After long winter months of shortened daylight, damp, chilly air the change is welcome.  Maybe its time for a party.

What are the two topics of discussion that typically ruin any party?  Religion and politics.  Religion has only practices -  but no games.  In consideration of that fact religion really seems like no fun.  Politics, however, politics has parties.  I'm in.  Let's have a party...and for me I've never been one that was a follower, I don't cower from management, tow the company line or adhere to a particular group, sect or political party.  The majority, well they are either the elephant in the room or just a plain old jackass.  When you look at the history of political mascots it started out as a cartoon, go ahead, look it up. 

Quick note, I don't always go with the majority, I go with my gut, or facts.  The fact of the matter is that in politics, at least in most states, including my own, you have to pick a party, either jackass or elephant- just to vote in the primaries.  Sad.  I like parties, but I like many parties...not just two.  Every once in a while we get a real third party and the big two cry and whine and complain that all the interloper is doing is splitting votes that "they" should receive.  Hey, did you look at these so-called parties, incredibly divided with factions and fractions and subsets of subdivisions.

 If the jackasses were so unified why do they have about 20, more than half unqualified, running for presidential nominee?  I think it's because they drank too much at the party.  Why else would their most recognized knucklehead think giving convicted felons the right to vote was part of a solid platform?  The moron party.  I'm done.  The elephants aren't doing much better with in fighting, power struggles from disconnected wealthy people that are so embarrassing they make me yearn for the righteous days of the 43rd president.

I like a party, and as my friends have often said, I'm a little off -beat, I'm unusual.  I really do like a party.  I have thick skin and don't like to be pestered - by anything.  Maybe the new party can be the Aardvark party.  Unusual in appearance and in name.   Fun to say too!   Few words in the English language begin with two of the same letters, with thick skin to protect themselves as they claw through termite mounds, gobbling up the little pests.  If an aardvark can't find termites, well they will settle for ants. 

Aardvarks are great listeners, with large ears and special talents, they can close up their nostrils while destroying said termite mounds while searching for food.  Naturally nocturnal, they are the aardvark in the dark.  Every once in a while these third shifters come out in the daylight just to warm up in their world.  Now wouldn't it be nice if our politicians would just warm up to the world too?

Yeah, the aardvark party- we are perfect together.  Something is bugging you- call an aardvark.  Don't confuse them with anteaters.  While they are similar in appearance that would be just like what the other two parties are doing by creating subsets.  Besides, if you want a party with teeth in it, you just need an aardvark.  Anteaters have no teeth and nobody name a vegetable after them- aha! The aardvark cucumber, y'know a little something to start a meal before the 50,000 or so insects they clear out per day!  You're having a party, well, well invite an aardvark a day in advance to keep the pests away. 

The Answerman says "Let's have a party, with cucumbers and crackers- but hold the termites and the ants.  Its okay to be unusual and if you have thick skin well you can hang with me and my new not-really-political party.  A is for Aardvark...and Aardvarks are for parties."

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