Constitution Day is Today!

I’m about to go get in the shower so that we can get on the road to head over to Oak Ridge and talk Constitution with Terry Frank.  I don’t really have 15 minutes worth of things to say that fit together in a coherent package, so come watch Terry speak eloquently and with confidence about conservative principals and stick around to watch me fan-girl about the 9th Amendment, sound like a libertarian for a while, and then argue that while the government sure as hell should get in the health care game, mandatory insurance is unconstitutional.  I will be reading off of large pieces of paper.

Then I will complete my transformation into a grouchy old man by demanding pie and a nap!

Or something.  Ha.

I may demand pie and a nap even if I don’t come off like a curmudgeon.

Just saying.

Pie.

Who doesn’t want pie?

I’m also bringing a copy of the Constitution so that I can wave it around, if need be.

Ha.

Shoot.

Edited to add: Wouldn’t it have been awesome if I had hit “publish” on this before leaving Nashville?  Yes, it would have.  And would have cemented my reputation as a “blogger” who knows how to do stuff like, oh, you know, blog.

Anyway, so the Butcher and I went over to Oak Ridge and we met Casey who is just as nice as can be.  Terry Frank, I’m going to be honest, was like a machine, and I mean that in the best way possible.  She was calm and together and spoke eloquently and professionally and had facts and history and quotes and seemed like she knew what the hell she was doing.

I, on the other hand, even though I had practiced a bunch, got up there and was all nervous and not at all witty and at ease like I wanted to be.

Still, one of Terry’s fans came up afterward and said, “I just wanted to let you know that I liked your speech.  Which really surprised me, because I thought I’d hate it.”

So, ha, yeah, the wife of the guy who wore the NRA t-shirt and said, “Then move to France” to the guy who was talking about how French health care worked didn’t hate what I had to say.

I count that as a small victory.

And then we almost died.

We were driving home in rain pouring so hard it was like a white-out and the guy ahead of us slammed on his breaks and the Butcher slammed on ours and our car just left the roadway and we hydroplaned all over the fucking interstate and yet he kept us on the road and pointed forward and eventually, the tires found asphalt again.

And we lived.

And I was like, “Holy shit.”

And he said, “Years of driving on gravel and in snow.”

And I said, “I have years of driving on gravel and in snow, too, and if I were driving, we would have died.”

15 thoughts on “Constitution Day is Today!

  1. Aunt B did very well at the Roane State debate today. She is as charming and funny in person as she is online. Several attendees have told me that they very much enjoyed her calm, informal style. Great job B!!!

  2. Aw, thanks so much to you for setting it up. I’m glad you thought I was charming and funny. I felt like a nervous fool. But I think it went well.

  3. I hated like hell to miss it, but I think we all knew that my getting there was a fantasy of epic perportion, given that it took me three days to gin up the stuff to make it out to the mailbox.

    I am entirely too smug about you having a libertarian-sounding bit. But most importantly I’m glad you didn’t die on the road. I was praying to my God about you in generalities, fwiw. (no, I don’t mean that in the scarythreaty way but in the ‘look after this person’ way). If I used the phrase ‘traveling mercies’ I suppose we could say I meant something like that but what didn’t sound so much like a band of old singing men realeasing an esoteric folk album.

    Casey, was there any chance of this making on to YouTube?

  4. My goodness, B, I’m glad you and the Butcher are OK. And I do hope someone taped it all (the presentaiton, not the car trip).

  5. while the government sure as hell should get in the health care game, mandatory insurance is unconstitutional.

    AMEN! I’d like to see alot more of us liberals raising a stink about THAT part of the bill.

  6. There’s so many things wrong with this bill that it’s hard to know where to start.

    If someone tried to hand you a giant turd in a shiny wrapper, insisting it was a candy bar, you might say “look, this thing you’re packaging as a candy bar and talking about as a candy bar is not a candy bar at all.” This bill smells like a turd in a shiny wrapper.

  7. Glad you and the Butcher are okay. Hydroplaning is some scary stuff. I’m pleased to hear this went well. I think having these kind of debates are good for the blogosphere as a whole.

    Yay Aunt B!

  8. Well, folks, here is I reporting from Maine…just got an e-mail from herself, Olympia. She seems to be backing that blatant criminal, Baucus—which I guess means we’re going to get stuck dealing with his steaming turd of a bill. Sure, I guess, it’lll get some kind of cosmetic surgery as it goes through the process, but you know, silk purse out of a sow’s ear. Doing nothing is better, in my opinion. I suppose that’s the idea.

    Aunt B., good on the Butcher.

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