Standing up in an era of fence sitting

I’m tired of lazy government officials that see a tax increase, by any name or term, each year as normal and acceptable. I’m tired of bored bureaucrats that see tax increases as the solution for their failures. I’m tired of secretive politicians that negotiate my future behind closed doors. I’m tired of any office holder who only has a single agenda. I’m tired of those in a leadership position who stand for an economic platform but lack specific knowledge for making it happen. I’m tired of bluster. And I’m tired of being taken for granted.

I recently had a conversation with a West Virginia state senator regarding the road bond proposal. His response: I can see both side,s therefore I not taking a stance.

This may be an over-simplification, but there are two classes of people in politics: those who have power, and those who don’t. It’s like the difference between rich and poor, between free men and slaves, between capitalist and socialist; between those who get what they want and those who get what they are given.

If you don’t mind being poor or a slave or a socialist or one who takes what he is given, or who is told what to do and being taken care of like an animal, then fence-sitting is perfectly fine for you. Someone else will stake power, make the rules, tell you what to do and throw enough scraps to keep you disinterested, second-class and happy. Heck, some people like that kind of life, and some animals are very well-cared for.

Anyone who wants to make decisions for themselves during the course of their life cannot afford to be a fence sitter. If you don’t step up to the plate and swing the bat, you might as well head to the dugout.

Some of us are watching, some of us are engaged and vote for fighters. If you are a fighter, you are also the owner of an office not to be abdicated.

I’ve got my fingers crossed that our elected leadership will never again give us a Winnie The Pooh’s Eeyore version of the stat’s economic future. By that I mean that tired, old, slow and steady diatribe.

Some politicians from the local level through the state house present themselves as community leaders, qualified and able to handle all aspects of running our community. We read about their dynamic problem-solving abilities in local newspapers and how they will personally cure the ills that beset us.

Yet once elected, they become Eeyore-like. Fear of offending becomes uppermost. Getting re-elected seems to become the scale upon which decisions are made. A slow and steady diatribe is now a shield used to deflect.

In this era of excessive debt, the longtime practice of sitting on the fence is over. As I said to the senator, I am voting no and I will not be a fence sitter.

Robert Ware

French Creek