Chuse
President Obama was sworn in while we were in church yesterday morning. The presidential oath of office used to be March 4, but Amendment 20 to the constitution moved it to noon January 20, and this was first in 1937 for the second term of President Franklin Roosevelt. The old four month delay between election and oath was appropriate in a time when news and travel were slow compared to the modern age.
Article [XX]
1: The terms of the President and Vice President shall end at noon on the 20th day of January, ...
After President Roosevelt was elected to his fourth term, 1944, the constitution was amended to limit the president to two terms. My business law professor at the University of Florida maintained that if Roosevelt had not died that day in April 1945, he would have been president forever, president-for-life an interesting thought. Actually, he was just that. We could get around the two term limit as George Wallace did in Alabama by having his wife Lurleen elected with the clear understanding that George would continue to be the real governor. We can fool ourselves anytime we choose. The key word would be fool.
Choose? Constitution spells it chuse.
Leave Manti Te’o alone, it’s sad but not ongoing news.
Press is making a celebrity of Lance Armstrong, who became a hero athlete less because he was a great cyclist than because he’s a cancer survivor. Still survivor, he's no longer hero and maybe was never a great cyclist. So we were fooled. Give it up, press. Lance was even headline news in FirstPost, the online news in India. Enough already. Give it up.
News from Iran. Public hangings of street thugs and people in the crowd jostling to get a better view. Shades of the Dark Ages.
Egypt? Long prison term for widow and her children who converted from Islam to Christianity. Shades of the future.
News from Iran. Public hangings of street thugs and people in the crowd jostling to get a better view. Shades of the Dark Ages.
Egypt? Long prison term for widow and her children who converted from Islam to Christianity. Shades of the future.
Tired of politics even before the parade starts this morning. Don’t know about anyone else, but I’m ready for NCAAF.
Dull post? Could have been worse: first thought was to publish yesterday’s sermon. μὴ γένοιτο
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