Bumming around town with Bill Bumerton

Bumerton is a retired Navy fighter pilot who had been missing in action for several years while he traversed the globe looking for greener grass. He discovered the grass is only greener here (it’s blue in Kentucky), so he returned to again take charge of his 1954 green Hudson Hornet that has been in storage, refilled his pipe, and is ready to continue his smokin’ ways. Here is what he recently told us at the Sports Paper.

 

Bumerton sees all

Bumerton sees all

 

Big Dawg, I have not read “This Town, an insider look at Washington written by Mark Leibovich, who writes for the New York Times Magazine, because I’m no dummy and realize that people make more money than you and I could ever spend just by being part of the inside in Washington. But this book tells all the stuff that you would expect from the people who live there and rub elbows with the powerful and elite, and the gross excesses, the extravagance of those insiders along with our elected officials. It reminds me Big Dawg of Nero fiddling while Rome burned. While the economy tanked and people fell off the employment roles by the millions and the middle class got squeezed some more and the poor, well, they became much poorer, the insiders in Washington lived it up even as some (read the Republicans) demanded the government slice itself to death. But even the Republicans insiders took their big slice of the economic pie, attended all the lush dinners, toasted themselves until they stumbled over the alcoholic blue line, and lined their Dormeuil suits with enough green cash to keep most of us going for several years. It’s enough to make one sick, but that is why sick people like Anthony Weiner continue to run for government, and why we suckers out here in the real world continue to vote them into office. Now I see where Norm Dicks is continuing to line his pockets by becoming a lobbyist. Wow, I’m shocked. Once an insider always an insider. I think, Big Dawg, we should throw all the insiders out of Washington and vote in the poor waiting in line at the Mission. Maybe then the government would get unstuck and start to move forward and actually do what it’s supposed to do: make our world better for all of us, and just not for the fat cats and the big cigars who hang on to their Washington role with all their might, and all their greed.