I hope that everyone is having a great holiday weekend. A few things have stuck out about mine: First, of course, was being able to celebrate my fifth wedding anniversary with my wonderful wife by following our daughter around a water park as she frolicked in waist-deep water and enjoyed kiddie water-slides, and by enjoying a nice dinner with just the two of us; second, gorging myself on chicken and spare ribs, potato salad, baked beans, a few ethnic dishes and some good Polish beer at a family cookout yesterday; and third, watching my daughter wave a flag and applaud the veterans in an area Fourth of July parade.
“I intend to,” he said. “Thanks for your support.”
“Oh, Joe?” I mentioned. “I wouldn’t call it support. I’m a conservative Republican.”
That was enough to make him stop in his tracks. But it’s true — I’m a conservative Republican (with increasingly Libertarian leanings), and I’d like nothing more than to see Sestak beat the snot out of expedient opportunist Specter in the primary . . . and then lose to Pat Toomey in the general election.
Yes, I know that Sestak is a rabid, raging liberal. And that’s fine. Because, if it comes down to it, I’d rather have someone in office that has convictions, even if they’re the wrong kind. Look at Specter, for example — with regard to “card check,” the man voted with the Democrats in 2007 but, back in March of this year while he was still a Republican, said that he didn’t know which side of the debate on which he would come down, and that he was being “lobbied pretty heavily” on the issue.
Lobbied pretty heavily? By whom? If it’s the American people, calling his office and demanding that he vote one way or another, that’s one thing, but if it’s his colleagues in the Senate looking to trade favors or if it’s Gov. Ed Rendell looking to push him one way or another or if its the labor unions themselves making veiled political threats, it’s another.
When I called Sestak’s office recently asking that he vote against the Waxman-Markey cap-and-trade bill, I knew I wouldn’t be getting anywhere. Like them or not, Sestak has convictions, he has core values that he takes to his office. I knew this when I voted in November 2008 for Craig Williams–the other guy–and I’ll know this when I vote for Pat Toomey in 2010. I may not agree with Joe Sestak on pretty much anything, but the man makes decisions based on his beliefs rather than political expedience, and I respect that.
Another thing that stuck out this weekend was a short conversation I had with a young tree-hugger. My wife and I were at the supermarket on Friday night after dinner–romantic fifth anniversary, I know–looking to buy a few things for the family cookout the next day. Our cashier was a crunchy-looking kid who had been talking with the lady in front of us about his classes at a nearby college I like to refer to as “Pennsylvania’s Berkeley.” When I went to pay for our stuff, I noticed a small sign next to the debit card reading device. The sign read something like this:
In an effort to preserve our natural resources, Genuardi’s will be using smaller plastic bags with 15% less plastic, our goal being less plastic in area landfills. Of course, Genuardi’s encourages you to recycle your plastic bags in recepticles at the front of the store, and reusable bags are also available for purchase.
“Less plastic in the bags, huh?” I asked the crunchy guy in the apron, ringing up our stuff.
“Yep, just doing what we can to help the environment, I guess,” he said.
“But the bags are smaller, right?” I asked.”
“So you’re putting less groceries in every bag?”
“So, won’t you be just using more bags, anyway?” I asked.
He stopped, glanced at the can of olives in his hand, then at his buddy bagging groceries, then at me.
“Yeah, I guess so. That doesn’t make much sense,” he said. “I mean, it’s just our company policy.”
I smiled. My wife smiled. We took our groceries and left.