Congress was not in session this week. Interesting note: Congress votes on whether or not they should take time off and when they return. Last Friday they voted to take this week off. Imagine if you had that power with your co-workers. Granted I understand that the Congress Peoples need time away from The Hill to tend to their districts and other matters of a business nature. But the rub is, I have no way of knowing what my Congressman did during this time. So that was my letter this week to my Congressman. I asked for an accounting of his time this week, his minutes.
Also, I, and others, exercised our First Amendment Right:
Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the Government for a redress of grievances.
I happened into it quite accidentally. My wife, Miranda Kopfschertzen had seen them on her way to class and called me and said that “my friends” were hanging out at the pier. And much like the cat, I because way curious and went over to see what was going on. And it turns out, they totally were “my friends.” So I joined in. But I didn’t have a picket sign made, so I was like the hockey player who dropped his stick during game play. I only had truth, sharp wit and jazz-hands as my weapons of democracy.
But I didn’t get arrested, so don’t come around to claim my surfboards just yet, Taube.
