President-elect Trump says he's uniquely qualified to "drain the swamp" in Washington, D.C. He can do it, he said at one debate, because as a businessman, he understands American cronyism. "With Hillary Clinton, I said, 'Be at my wedding,' and she came to my wedding. You know why? She had no choice because I gave." He said that's why he gives money to politicians from both parties. "When they call, I give. And when I need something from them two years later, three years later, I call them. They are there for me!" That's crony capitalism.
The presidency isn't the only choice next week. There are more issues than "Who's worse, Trump or Clinton?" Other important things are on the ballot. Congressional elections may determine whether Obamacare lives or dies. Electionbettingodds.com currently says Republicans will hold the House but lose the Senate. But it's close. And politicians aren't the whole story.
NEW YORK—Catch politicians in private moments and you might hear what they really believe: Donald Trump "can do anything" to women because he's powerful. Hillary Clinton's "private" positions aren't the same as her "public" ones. In public, politicians mostly get away with spouting talking points and clamming up about questions that really matter.
How many wars can we fight? Our presidential candidates demand “stronger action” against both illegal immigration and illegal drugs. But those goals conflict. The War on Drugs makes border enforcement much harder! America’s 44-year-long Drug War hasn’t made a dent in American drug use or the supply of illegal drugs. If it had some positive effect, prices of drugs would have increased, but they haven’t.
It’s easy to scare people about what’s in their food, but the danger is almost never real. And the fear itself kills. Take the panic over genetically modified organisms, or GMOs. Ninety percent of all corn grown in America is genetically modified now. That means it grew from a seed that scientists altered by playing with its genes.
It’s tax time. I’m too scared to do my taxes. I’m sure I’ll get something wrong and my enemies in government will persecute — no, I mean prosecute — me. So I hired Bob. Bob’s my accountant. I like Bob, but I don’t like that I have to have an accountant. I don’t want to spend time keeping records and talking to Bob about boring things I don’t understand, and I really don’t want to pay Bob. But I have to. What a waste.