The Party of No

My father once told me that the hardest part of being an adult was having to say "No." Not just to us kids, but even to himself, that part of growing up required the development of some sort of self-control and the ability to deny oneself at times, rather than having anything one desired, regardless of cost.

I bring this up because I've recently noted that the demoKKKrats are once again trying to push the idea of the Republicans as the "Party of No," as obstructionists. They then try, paradoxically from my point of view, to cast themselves as "The Adults in the Room."

You can't be both the "Party of Yes" and "The Adults in the Room."

It seems the left in this country are turning into a bunch of whiny, grabby, money-grubbing, parasitic four-year-olds who call everyone who disagrees with them names and then expect to be taken seriously as mature adults.

But what do I know? I'm a racist sexist homophobic right-wing extremist who wants women to die on the floor, or something.