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Dear Mr. President: Don't Blink, But Do Fart On Their Heads

Dear Mr. President,

When boys wrestle, especially brothers, the ultimate in victory is for the winning boy to not only sit on head of the defeated boy, but to fart on his head as well.  In families, it's usually the older brother who ends up sitting and farting on the head of his younger brother as a deterrent to future challenges.  Mr. President, you didn't grow up with brothers, but there's a lesson to be learned from the wrestling of boys.

But first, Mr. President, I have a message for you from my sister regarding this standoff with congressional Republicans:  Don't blink.

In this standoff/government shutdown, there's far more at stake than just a budget or the debt ceiling.  As you've so aptly put it, what is at stake is the ability to govern without being forced into false crises created by a small contingent of Republicans who are out of step with the majority of the nation.  So my sister's advice to you, Mr. President, is to continue to stand toe-to-toe with them and don't even think about blinking.  Don't flinch.  Stand your ground.  Which leads to a message from me:

Don't just sit on their heads; fart on their heads.

I, like so many other Americans, am so weary of Tea Party efforts to derail the Affordable Care Act, also known as "Obamacare."  It's the law.  They need to get over it and move on.  The rest of the country has.  Given that many of these representatives represent broke-ass states with people who desperately need health care (and could stand to back away from the fast food joints and processed foods in general) but fear anything with the word "Obama" in it, they ought to just move on.  But shutting down the government and threatening the first U.S. government default ever?  Now that deserves not just sitting on their heads, but farting on them, too.

The Republicans know they have backed themselves into a corner and are looking for a way out.  They know that, the longer this goes on, the more dim their hopes become of recapturing the White House in 2016.  They know all of this, but like a little brother wrestling his older, bigger brother, they don't know how to get out of this political headlock that will eventually lead to the political equivalent of you not just sitting on their heads, but farting on them as well.

When they capitulate, and they will, Mr. President, take that victory lap.  Do whatever is the political equivalent of sitting and farting on their heads so they will think twice about pulling this stunt again.

Don't blink, Mr. President.  But do fart on their heads, so to speak.

Sincerely,

Black Woman Blogging

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