As one surveys the morass in what purports to be our national government, it is difficult to decide where to begin expressing opprobrium.
Simply put, a pox on all their houses, from the big white one on Pennsylvania Avenue to the domed building to which we send 535 of our most public spirited and politically savvy citizens. Oh, stop laughing; I didn’t mean that to be funny.
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