Words to Live By Since 1993 A SPIFF Publication Vol. 2, No. 44 Friends don't let friends vote liberal Independence Day Are those fireworks we see on the horizon? Instead of the falling leaves, we should be seeing parades down Main Streets all over America, and especially here in Tennessee. The calendar says that it is November, but the feeling in the air is of the Fourth of July. Because we are about to do something great. After two years of whining and flip-flops and indecisiveness and turmoil and dumb ideas and attempted government takeovers of our lives and (Dare we say it? Yeah, we dare.) lies, the American people are about to turn the tide of this country in a way not seen since Ronald Reagan, The President, swept into office 14 years ago. At every level of government, people are rejecting the same old arguments for the same old ideas. They have had enough of liberal incumbents promising everything to get reelected and taxing us to pay for their promises. This year it won't work. As President Clinton and Bill travel around the country (visiting only the safely liberal areas, mind you) the candidates they support drop in the polls after the Clintons campaign on their behalf. Americans have watched this unpopular administration force its unpopular will on an unreceptive audience for too long. On this election day we will say, "No more." Here at home we have watched a liberal congressman, who tried to out-conservative his Republican opponent, fall apart in the waning days of the campaign. Jim Cooper ran around this state ticking off his natural liberal constituents by trying to prove what a political maverick he was. The first word that comes to mind when you hear the name "Jim Cooper" is definitely not maverick. Fred Thompson had a simple message. The government needs to get out of the way. That's it. That message will carry him to a smashing victory in the election. It did not help matters for the Cooper (pronounced kupper_ we're not sure why) campaign that they had a candidate who apparently had a nasty accident at the dentist that left his upper (pronounced upper) lip permanently immobile. When the year began, we all knew that Phil Bredesen had a lot of money. We knew that he would spend a ton of it to satisfy his political ambitions. We also knew that he was not trusted by anyone outside of the Nashville city limits (and very few inside). He was not known by most of the people. His apparent, deep knowledge of farm issues led him to support growing cabbage instead of tobacco. (Ever try to smoke a cabbage? Has Bill Clinton?) We knew he would pander to every special interest he could find. And it was not surprising that he said he would repay the $10 million dollars he will spend by shaking down his supporters after the election_ win or lose. We did not expect the venom with which he would attack Don Sundquist. (Well, yes we did.) Throughout the campaign, it was one sleazy attack after another. If you can think of it, he accused Sundquist of it. To his credit, Sundquist kept heading right down the road, and in January you will see a Republican in the Governor's mansion. Most notable for the national attention it has received is the clash between 18-year liberal-but-won't-admit-it incumbent Senator Daffuhzit Jim Sasser and Nashville heart transplant surgeon Bill Frist. In January of this year, 14% of the people in Tennessee supported Bill Frist. Today, he is about to be the next Senator from Tennessee. In January, 59% of the people supported Daffuhzit Jim. Today, he is sending out job applications. Why? Because Jim is a liberal. He votes with the liberals, and he wanted to be their leader in the Senate. He can ride around in a tank_ oops, that was Dukakis. He can ride around in police cars and champion school prayer all he wants, but the jig is up. People have found out what Sasser is, and they don't want him any more. In the last desperate days of the campaign, the Sasser strategy has been two simple(-minded) messages: ù Bill Frist is rich. Don't vote for him. ù If you elect me again, I will be majority leader and get all kinds of pork goodies. Neither is working. Not even when he gets so desperate as to say (and yes, he really said this), "When I am returned to the Senate, I will be the next majority leader. And I'll tell you what. We're going to share everything. 50% for the United States and 50% for Tennessee." What other kind of math can you expect from a man who is personally responsible for reducing a $240 billion daffuhzit by $500 dollars? When we here at Spiff watch Jim take credit for passing the Bush tax increase and the Clinton tax increase and tell us that he is strong on economic issues, we can only laugh. When we watch him talk about campaign finance reform when he is the second highest PAC recipient in the Senate, we roll over with laughter. And when we see him call for family values, given his voting record, he can only mean the Addams Family. Jim's career as a politician can be summed up in four words: Your time is up. When the fireworks on this election day begin, it may very well be a bomb that the liberals never forget. As they watch the last vestiges of the people's faith in their philosophy die, we have no sympathy. They never should have believed in government instead of people. Our faith in the people faltered after 1992. Our faith is about to be restored. Bill's Bills Sometimes, Bill Clinton's own people write our best material. Here's a news release we in the Spiff Executive Plaza, towering over beautiful downtown Donelson, Tennessee got last week. We've added only the comments: Office of the Press Secretary The President signed the following legislation on Saturday, October 22, 1994: ù H.R. 4278, Social Security Domestic Employment Reform Act of 1994. This bill will allow President Clinton and Bill's nominees to avoid those nasty Nannygate problems. ù H.R. 4950, Jobs Through Trade Expansion Act of 1994. That's how it's supposed to work, Bill! ù S. 2500, Sheep Promotion, Research, and Information Act of 1994. Imagine! 2,499 Senate resolutions got ahead of this one! ù H.R. 5053, Water Bank Extension Act of 1994. Water Bank? ù H.R. 4896, Kansas and Missouri Metropolitan Culture District Compact Consent. Kansas Metropolitan Culture. Right. ù H.R. 4924, Rhinoceros and Tiger Conservation Act of 1994. Oh, my! ù S. 2534, Base Closure Community Redevelopment and Homeless Assistance Act of 1994. To offset any saving that might have come from base closings. ù H.R. 4842, Indian Self-Determination Act Amendments of 1994. And if it works, maybe they'll let the rest of us try self-determination. Naaaah! ù S.J. Res. 227, Thomas Paine Memorial. He'd better get a memorial. There's no Common Sense in Washington any more. Quote of the weak: "Blessed are the peacemakers, for they shall inherit the earth." Bill Clinton, misquoting the Bible again. Look it up yourself. Quote of the strong: "Most people think that lying to the Congress is the moral equivalent of lying to your dog." Vin Weber, on why Oliver North will win his U.S. Senate race in Virginia Words to Live By is published every week at about this time by Spiff. You can send a fax to us here in the Spiff Executive Plaza, towering over beautiful downtown Donelson, Tennessee at 615-883-0435.