Long before elected to Montana’s House, I stepped in
front of a crowd and told a little white lie; an old
fashioned term used to diminish a falsehood.
With today’s progressivism, lying has become
so trendy white people profess to be black and men
to claim to be women.
Little white lies have been replaced by 50
shades of gray.
My little gray lie helped a friend who found
himself in a pickle and here is the story.
The trophy wife was one of the organizers of
Laurel’s Aviation and Technology Week; an
educational event swamping our community with
students, aircraft, gadgets and gizmos.
My Super Cub was one of the static displays
at the Laurel Airport, so I visited with students
milling the tarmac watching the many magnificent
After an F-16 zoomed overhead, I explained
how slow flight dropping in and out of short, bush
airstrips in a Super Cub is far more exciting than
zipping along faster than the speed of sound.
In truth, most F-16 pilots dream of someday
flying a Super Cub.
As the afternoon progressed, Dick, the flyby
organizer, asked for my help.
The Golden Knight parachute team would be
jumping overhead and being the Army’s public
relations unit, they ceremonially hand a souvenir
wooden baton to the presiding elected official.
Yellowstone County Commissioner Kennedy was
enroute, but was hopelessly stuck in the snarled
school bus traffic hauling thousands of students to
The winds had been temperamental that
afternoon and a sudden calm made the Golden Knight
officer anxious to okay the jump.
“This fellow is pushing me,” Dick whispered
“Could you stand in is as Commissioner Kennedy?”
“Certainly,” I fired back ever willing to take one
for the team.
The Golden Knights jumped, performed their routine,
hit the tarmac and began signing souvenir posters.
The commanding officer carried the wooden
baton to a makeshift media stand and Dick instructed
me to step from the crowd and identify myself as
We smiled for the cameras and shook hands as
I took the baton while the officer cook-booked his
When it was my turn to respond, I let it rip
in my best politician voice.
At first I felt sheepish knowing my address
was fraudulent, but then I remembered I was
impersonating a Democrat, so the truth didn’t
I welcomed him to Yellowstone County on behalf of
the Commission and the organizers of this event.
The roar from the crowd was hypnotic and I
immediately felt the insatiable urge to give away
other people’s stuff.
I wanted to promise free healthcare, free
college tuition, unemployment benefits and food
stamps and might have had the crowd not been filled
with pilots, highly educated in the law of gravity.
Aviators would instantly spot the precarious
similarity of Marxist wealth redistribution to a
pilot addressing an inflight emergency by
simultaneously exhausting his supply of airspeed,
altitude and ideas.
Both will end in a crash.
I kissed a few nearby babies, left the stage
and this brings me to my point.
Politicians lie because it is the easiest way to
control the little people.
The entire Democrat platform, from amnesty to
Obamacare, is built on a con.
Others should not be smug, as establishment
Republicans yearn to join the Democrats in splitting
America into the ruling class and the unwashed.
Tyranny always works for the tyrant which is
why establishment Republicans fully funded amnesty
and Obamacare contrary to campaign promises in 2012
Our only chance to save America is to elect
politicians from the liberty wing of the GOP, the
only elected officials adhering to their oath of
office to support the Constitution.