The sqawkin’ and tawkin’ goin’ on in the Capitol’s conference rooms is apoplectic – or something akin to it.
Each side has its ‘sacred’ points which need to be properly distributed for the ‘folks back in Buncombe.’ And especially the Freshmen – having come to D.C. promising to ‘save the world’ they now must make a mighty show of it or risk being a one-term tea-partier – and they all know it.
While it may seem petty to those outside the conflict – I doubt we feel less emotion watching a master’s tennis match than these folks do who have contributed – some times from scanty funds – but who want to be rid of the pettiness and earmarkings – back scratchings – log rollings – whatever they have been called down through the years. And there can be a great deal of principle at stake here – and at the same time a few (or more than a few) who are feathering their nests at the expense of their students.
This week I read of some of the salaries of those in charge of “elite” colleges particularly in the NE and SW. But as far as I could tell avarice apparently exists as fruitfully in the halls of ‘higher education’ as it does on Wall Street or Bankers Row or various sport-halls of fame. Money, it seems is an awful temptation and through some eyes a suitable reward. All I can do is express surprise. I don’t think I have *ever* run into a teacher or administrator who was in it for the money – although I may have. I suspect at the levels some university presidents are being paid these days it is more like seeing if you can make it – dollarwise – in the BIG LEAGUES rather than on the home fields.
It’s not my intention to paint educators, businessmen or politicians with the broad brush of mercantilism or intimate they are just in business for the $$$. I know many educators and even family businessmen and women who are ‘sacrificing’ to be where they are. Then there are others who have climbed the ladder of success or fame or fortune – who discover – mostly too late, that the ladder was propped against the wrong building or mountain or whatever obstacle was in the way. We see and read about these people as often as we may wish – yet the lingering mist of education reminds us of the words of Scripture…
What shall it profit a man if he shall gain the whole world and lose his own soul. Mark 8:36
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Well – may the Lord bless you till we meet again.
Cordially, IN HIM
Barbara and Jack Buttram
“JUST A MINUTE”
THE LIGHTS IS ABOUT TO GO OUT NOW, MR. JACK
HOMER: JIST A MINUTE: – Mr. Jack has you ever seen thangs more cornfused tha-un this arggiment?
Jack: I guess I have, Homer. Something similar happened in 1994 when Gingrich was the Speaker.
BB: They actchul shut th’ place plumb down?
Jack: Plumb down Billy … twice! T’was first time the GOP had the majority in the House for about 20 years.
MizP: An whut happened?
Jack: The Republicans had taken over and swelled up so - they were just not going to do what…
MizP: Whut the tother side wanted them ta do. I member hit like tha-ut in the 3rd grade – on th playgroun…
Jack: Embarrassing to think back on isn’t it?
MizP: Hit shore is…
Jack: Well Mr. Boehner remembers bein’ in the House when it came to an impasse in ’94..,
BB: An he din’t want ta go thu hit again.
Homer: They’s hevvy ketchin’ up ta do when you do sumpin’ like tha-ut.
BB: I member wonct when a mule kicked me inna barn yard…
Jack: Made you mad?
BB: Hit shore did… I picked up a stick an was a-gonna beat tha-ut mult ‘till the cows come home.
MizP: Whut stopped you Mr. Beelie?
BB: Ah begin ta thank… if’n I beat th’ mule much … Daddy woudda beat me good…
Homer: You’da got th’ beatin’ -- not th’ mule.
BB: At’s about rite. -- Ennyway … Ah’m glad I growed up a little.
MizP: But Ah know in this corntest… If’n ah’d come to Congers a- promisin’ ta git sumpin done…
BB: Ah know ah’d got ta do hit.
Homer: Rite… then you better die a-atryin’ ta’ git hit done.
Jack: In this case there’s been so many years when the’ve taken th’ easy way out.
MizP: An got thangs got worser an worser…
Jack: Exactly Miss Pearl… well… maybe we learned something today.
Homer: Yeah… don’t give up th’ ship….
MizP: ‘Cep if’n you’re ready ta take a beatin fer it.
Jack: I never heard it wind up that way… but we’ll let it stand because we’ve gotta go now… I’m Jack Buttram. (END)
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