Washington, D.C. is all agog about “Congressman X,” the Democratic member of Congress who has anonymously penned a 65-page book called “The Confessions of Congressman X” about how corrupt, cynical, and phony members of Congress are. One chapter, for example, is entitled “Harry Reid’s a Pompous Ass.”
Well, of course he is. In fact, so is every member of Congress. And, for that matter, so is “Congressman X.”
Here’s what I want to know: why doesn’t Congressman X confess for the record? Why doesn’t he have the guts to identify himself and express those opinions for attribution?
In my view, the sad tale of “Congressman X” is the problem, writ large, with our “public servants” right now. They’re gutless. They’re so chickenshit, one and all, irrespective of party, that they gladly prostitute themselves for lobbyists and spend all of their time fundraising so they can be returned to the Washington merry-go-round next term. And when “Congressman X” nears the end of his “service,” he writes an anonymous tell-all book so he can make even more money from his period of “public service.” It’s tawdry and appalling — but it’s so Washington, D.C.
No one has the fortitude or the principles to stand up and be counted. And that’s why we have a dysfunctional government in which the legislative branch — which the Founders designed to be the most powerful of the coordinate branches of government — has steadily yielded power to the executive branch and the judiciary, to the point where we now have a federal government that is largely governed by executive decree rather than legislation considered, drafted, and debated by the “people’s representatives.”
So I say that “Congressman X” can bite me. A pox on his house, and a pox on all of their houses. Won’t anyone in D.C. stand up and be counted for a change?