Somebody else must have told New Jersey Gov. Jon Corzine that his gubernatorial challenger, Chris Christie, is fat, for certainly a blind man cannot see if someone is fat. They could of course assess the size of a person if they touched them – all over – but I think it safe to say, that didn’t happen. And yet again, we do hear of some really bizarre things these days.
Oh, for shame, that I must digress even if only momentarily to assure readers that only metaphorically is Gov. Jon Corzine blind. It was just over a year ago that I began referring to New Jersey Governor Jon Corzine as blind. As a matter of fact it was at that time I took a picture of him and added the dark glasses to make him look like he was blind. If he was going to act the part, he might as well dress the part.
The reason for his “blindness” began when all around his state, black bears were and still are presenting a serious problem. Public safety has become the issue and yet repeatedly Corzine has stated that he doesn’t see any bear problem.
His problem now is how to get reelected. His challenger, Chris Christie, at one time had a sizable lead in the polls over Corzine. I’m not sure who is advising Corzine in his campaign strategies but now we find out, through Hot Air, that Corzine has decided to make campaign commercials showing a fat Christie and making comments about his challenger “throwing his weight around”.
Abraham Lincoln was always on the butt end of jokes directed toward his physical features. Let’s face it, Lincoln certainly wouldn’t be a male model of today. God knows he wasn’t womanly enough to do that. Lincoln was tall, gangling, and oddly proportioned. He was a man of great strength. But what set Lincoln apart from his opponents and others who disagreed with his politics, was his refusal to engage in such sophomoric behavior with even the slightest acknowledgment. We know that Lincoln was the master of words, the legend of oration and perhaps the most sought after storyteller of his day but he refused to bring himself down to such a level.
I assume the biggest reason Lincoln wouldn’t play games with the boys was because he understood from a very early age that people who speak inappropriately of others will soon enough hang themselves with their own rope. Comeuppances are much sweeter that way.
Lincoln often spoke in anecdotes, which reminds of one that shows us what happens when you don’t pay close attention, are uncaring and end up having to stick you nose into places they shouldn’t have been in the first place.
Great Aunt Florena yelled at her husband of many years, Virgil, that he had to fix the seat on the outhouse. Virgil listened to Florena for days on end but paid little attention to what she was saying as he could see nothing wrong with the outhouse seat.
Finally one morning Florena had had enough and in a most firm manner instructed Virgil that before he got any breakfast, he was to fix the seat in the outhouse.
Virgil ventured out to the outhouse and looked briefly at the top of the toilet seat. He saw nothing. He yelled to Florena in the kitchen preparing breakfast and told her there was nothing wrong with the toilet seat. She yelled back that he had to look closer.
Virgil was a bearded man, having sported his relatively long facial hair for well over 15 years now. Virgil bent at the waist and took a closer look, yet he still saw nothing and relayed his findings to his bride.
She yelled back, “You have to stick your head down the hole before you can see what’s wrong with the seat!”
Virgil sprung to life and stood straight up vowing he wasn’t sticking his head down the hole of an outhouse – even his own. But he stood there for a moment and getting very hungry he examined the size of the hole for a moment and figured he could hold his breath long enough to take a look.
He shoved his head into the hole and almost instantly the hairs of his beard got stuck in a crack at the edge of the toilet seat. He couldn’t get out. Each time he tried to move or escape, his beard hair would hurt unmercifully.
Virgil began to yell, “Florena! Help! My beard is stuck in a crack in the toilet seat of the outhouse!”
With a broad grin on her face, Florena sauntered to the kitchen door and yelled back, “NOW, you know what’s wrong with the toilet seat!”