At first, term limits made sense. At first, letting the giant wooden horse into the gates of Troy made sense, too. For many, the possibility of voting for a Democrat who was a Republican nine months ago makes less sense.
“We’ve always had term limits; they’re called elections,” joked retiring US Republican Congressman, William S. Broomfield in 1996 to me when he was being inducted into the Royal Oak Dondero High School Hall of Fame. Michigan had just voted to only allow its state elected officials a few terms under the design that it would eliminate “career politicians.”
Instead we have legislative musical chairs with no one staying in one job long enough to make any decisions that have any impact beyond six years. Like … Read More…
What does it take to drive someone away from his own party? Ronald Reagan, after all, left the Democrats in 1962 after being a successful union leader for years.
Ryan Fishman decided last September to run for his term-limited Michigan state senate district after a series of his op-ed articles convinced others to convince Ryan that he should leave the GOP and take a shot at a traditionally right-leaning district.
Ryan and Kevin discuss:
– Difficulties (or not, really) in switching parties
– Reagan Republicans and Reagan Democrats
– The bad business logic of Right to Work, removing unions and poor short-sighted infrastructures
– Door-Knocking and Lawn Signs
– Being under … Read More…
Do you hate those knocks on the door with people holding clipboards? Have you thought of running for office but don’t want to be the next Avon lady?
Well, you can skip those pesky 500 petitions needed to run for state office in Michigan. The state’s website recommends getting 1,000 signatures–just to be on the safe side in case you’ve got some bogus citizens or someone’s going to challenge you on using a #3 pencil or a hanging chad.
That’s right! For the low, low price of only $100 and a notarized form by 4 PM Tuesday, April 22nd, you too can be on the primary ballot for the Michigan State Senate.
”How much for the Picasso with the grumpy old lady?”
“Would you take two?”
“Umm. Let me ask my wife.”
The painting reminds me so much of an estate sale my wife and I dropped in on in Bloomfield Hills. It was a fabulous house with riches galore–all at marked down prices. The Coach handbags, for example, were only $250 for crying out loud.
And there, in the dining room, in the corner glaring at us vultures, was the owner. I’m … Read More…