6.19.2009

Why I Wouldn't Want To Be In Congress

How would you like to have most of your Saturday dedicated to a speaking engagement at an Alvord Ranch about a subject like that? And I wonder how many people will show up. (Editor's note: I want to go on record as being offended by the word "retarding" - we're better than that. ) This reminded me of a very bizarre experience in the mid-1990s when Senator Phil Gramm made an appearance in Wise County to speak about some new federal sexual registration program. It was to be at the Sheriff's office conference room but for one reason or another it wasn't highly advertised. (I showed up because I was DA at the time, and it seemed like something I should do.) I bet there weren't more than ten people in the audience. I remember thinking, "This is going to be the Phil Gramm, right?" So her comes Gramm, a freakin' United States Senator, walking into the room and looking around like there has to be some mistake. He speaks for maybe ten minutes. Fielded one question. And then made a beeline for the door looking at his aide like, "I came all the way out here for this?"