You can pretty much tell where your heart lies by reading through the checkbook or looking at what's in the recycling bin, can't you? Are the checks written to a church or to a non-profit organization which helps others, or to a package store? Are those ketchup bottles in the recycling bin, or liquor bottles? Do the vegetable and soup cans outnumber the beer cans, or vice versa?
I've always admired courage. Ever since I was knee high to a grasshopper I've been in awe of ordinary folks who, when push came to shove, performed extraordinarily. A voracious reader as a kid, I was amazed by the incredible feats of America's most decorated soldier of World War II, Audie Murphy. And as an adult, the story of a humble Tennessee boy, who was originally a conscientious objector, Alvin York, and his exploits in "the war to end all wars," still dumbfounds me.
The most amusing comment on the banking crisis that I have heard runs, "the government would be a poor manager." Really? Unlike the current group of bank managers, who have managed not only to tank their own banks but also to take national economies with them. If that's not "poor" management I don't know what "poor" management would look like.
Georgia's 9th District congressman, Nathan Deal, usually doesn't make ripples in Washington. So when he came out of his shell the other day to defend the peanut before Congress, he made news. He told a House committee hearing on the recent Georgia peanut scandal that he often ate raw peanuts and suffered no ill effects.
His declaration didn't make much impression on his colleagues, who are determined to craft new laws regarding peanut safety.