Welcome to the sequel: Monday, Part 2 -- The Non-Incredible Sameness of It All.
Oh, sure. We could mist up some, get all starry-eyed, get down on one knee, mutter a hazy, uncertain prayer, and utter our eternal gratitude, all because our elected representatives in Washington finally started doing (gasp!) their jobs. Avoiding a national and worldwide financial meltdown was a side bonus, of course.
Somehow, I'm just not there, way off in Blissful Gratitude Land somewhere. It just doesn't seem like that much of a bargain or blessing.
Of course, we're not currently engaged in hand-to-hand combat in the streets, with the prize being the dubious but life-sustaining reward of dining on weeks-old dumpster fare. That's a Good Thing, that whole Avoiding Apocalypse business. I'm glad House representatives are finally allowing the country to do as its laws say, and actually honor the debts they have approved all along.
But, you and I both know that the stubborn, obstinate, intransigent, pig-headed twits doing all that suicidal grandstanding are still in their elected offices. We both know they haven't changed their deranged, demented agenda: They've labored long and hard to gain office -- gerrymandering, propagandizing, and gushing money all the way -- just so they could bring it all down around them. And us.
No, it's not like we've suddenly awoken from the right-wing nightmare that's continually plunged our country into near-madness and insolvency ever since a kindly old, union-busting, deficit-bursting, fading-away actor became president and brought us a host of plagues that won't go away and, in fact, have just kept increasing.