We’re fortunate in this country. Anyone can be born in a log cabin, or a condo in Hawaii, and grow up to become an idiot.
Now before I get hot and bothered emails from people saying things like “I take offense to your language. My son’s an idiot. How do you think this makes me feel?” or this one from “MO”: “I married an idiot. And we struggle every day because his disability,” please understand that I don’t discriminate against idiots.
No, not at all; I have voted for plenty of them.
Because we are also a tad unfortunate in this country: A disproportionate number of idiots run for public office, and a great many of them are subsequently elected.
You see here in America there are great opportunities for people, who, by their own merit, rise against the tide of normal, everyday idiocy and become something extraordinary.
Like Steve Jobs.
Jobs was not an idiot. But that’s only because he worked at it. You have to do that in America.
Non-idiots have to work at it.
But blessings abound here because when things are running right, many more of us can live as non-idiots than as the obverse.
That’s my theory of self-government, which I expand below.
There are lot of dense words that make up our country’s cornerstones, the Declaration of Independence and the Constitution of the United States of America.
Both documents say lots of things and hold a lot of weight.
But in general what these documents say, if you read between the lines, is that by preserving the right of the idiots to be idiots, we guard the right of non-idiots to work at remaining so.
They don’t guarantee the right to NOT be an idiot, but only just the chance that by hard work, and a firm and humble reliance on the Almighty, that we’re not stuck as idiots our whole life.
The result then in our country is that those who can, they do; those who can’t either write or run for office.