President Donald Trump is right. The problem is the media and their leaks. I know I would feel much better if I simply did not know my president was a narcissistic child, a compulsive liar and a bumbling fool.
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Show me, show up
U.S. Sen. Roy Blunt took time from his busy schedule to conduct a tele-town hall on May 24. One of the about eight questions he was asked in an hour’s time was why he does not come to Missouri in person to speak with his constituents.
His answer was that he was speaking to 5,000 with the venue at hand. He said he had visited the state more than 2,000 times, visiting each county three times (except that was in the run-up to re-election), and he has offices around the state where people are welcome to visit with staff members.
None of those really answered the question: Why is Blunt absent from the state he represents? It is much easier to host a forum where you pick the questions, control the answers and don’t have any pesky visuals if someone disagrees with you.
Blunt needs to decide he is working for Missourians, not using sound bites to diminish life-changing decisions in Washington.
Hold real town halls. Listen to the people you represent.
Bait and switch
The Star says that President Donald Trump’s budget is a gift to vulnerable Republicans who can disavow it and possibly save their skins in next year’s election. (May 23, KansasCity.com, “Trump’s gift to at-risk Republicans? A budget they can bash”)
We the people should not take the bait. These are the same Republicans who have voted for similarly cruel budget cuts the last six years. Because Barack Obama was president, they could vote their ideals knowing full well that their plan would never become law.
But when they see their president proposing to take food away from 8 million families on the Supplemental Nutrition Assistance Program, deny health care to 14 million patients on Medicaid, tell seniors they’ll have to fend for themselves in the cold with no Low Income Home Energy Assistance Program and roll back the earned income tax credit for working families — they suddenly grow a conscience?
As my Virginia-born mother would say, something ain’t right.
Republicans in Congress won their posts using fear, anger and bigotry to pit the working class against the working poor, while delivering the goods only to the wealthy. Trump’s budget is the fruit of their political labor.
No matter how much they complain, don’t take the bait, America. Or you won’t see the switch until it’s too late.
Jos G. Linn
During the past few years, small drawings in The Star of possible new terminal designs for Kansas City International Airport included about 35 gates, and at least one article mentioned a plan that had capacity to add seven or eight gates. (May 26, 12A, “Hearing scrutinizes airlines’ KCI support”)
Now it seems we have a proposal, but no plan, for a 35-gate terminal.
I counted at least 29 gates in use during a two-day period earlier this week. As recently reported in The Star, KCI has had a steady increase in passengers in spite of inadequacies in the facility. (May 17, 7A, “KCI’s passenger numbers rise for 36th straight month”)
Given this passenger growth, why ask voters to approve a non-existent design for a miniature airport that may be obsolete the day it opens?
If, after all the debate, a new single-terminal airport is to be built, Kansas City should request proposals for visionary designs that include at least 50 gates to prepare for growth. Build it now because it will cost more to expand or build another new terminal in the future.
The appeal of decommissioning monuments and statues to defeated heroes of the Civil War makes sense 150 years after the smoke of battle and fog of war have cleared. But tradition is a hard thing to break.
Though the sting of removing these memorials is bitter to some, in the long run it is the right thing to do. And if it is about remembering our past with all its faults, perhaps we should erect alongside each memorial an equally revered statue of the slaves who helped build this nation — statues portraying their sweat, pain and sacrifice.
To these noble souls we owe a debt we can never repay, but we must at least try.