Tuesday, December 29, 2009

“But “Ossifer”, I only Had One Beer!”


During the glorious twenty-nine years of recovery from alcoholism I have spent endless hours in meeting rooms, coffee shops, drunk tanks, and private conversations with guys who had to be led to understand that they were booze soaked sots. I have heard every lame excuse for excessive drinking which man can dream up. I recognize the slurred speech, repetition of words, hand waving, illogical arguments and abject self centeredness which typifies a drunk. While not a certified, credentialed, lettered person with sealed diplomas on the wall, I have paid my dues and feel qualified to “call ‘em as I see ‘em.”

In this video we introduce you to another side of the “distinguished” senator from Montana, Max Baucus. Watch this piece and see for yourself the embarrassing spectacle of a United States Senator drunk in that hallowed chamber. It is a classic example of a man who has very obviously had too much to drink and we find him maudlin, hostile, rude, and extremely combative. Please click on this link and see for yourself.

Interestingly, the subject of his remarks was the lack of cooperation he received from “across the aisle” to formulate the absolute worst unconstitutional piece of highway robbery ever presented to that august body. The federal takeover of 16% of the US economy is defended by the drunken Baucus as a boon to the citizens instead of honestly being presented as the socialized medicine boondoggle which it actually is. Especially interesting is that during his last campaign 89% of his available funds came from pharmaceutical and other medically oriented interests outside Montana. In his defense, any one who could defend this atrocious legislation would have to be drunk. He was!

As you view the tape, you will have an unparalleled opportunity to see a familiar figure defeated by booze. He is a man, familiar with argumentation and debate in a sober state, reduced to shouting and hyperbole in his alcohol induced condition.

The sixty-eight year old Baucus has been in public service all of his adult life since graduating from Stanford, with the exception of three years as a lawyer. Although he owns several properties in Montana plus a recently acquired half interest in a home there, he is actually a resident of Georgetown and only “visits” his home state. Earlier this year, he gained considerable attention when he promoted his girl friend, Melodee Hanes for a federal judgeship in Montana and later backed off. He is currently in the process of divorcing his second wife.

As a recovering alcoholic, I hold no animus to those who can drink responsibly and enjoy a toddy now and then. Many of my sane friends can do just that without wrecking cars, going broke and destroying marriages. Those same friends also don’t get up on the floor of the United States Senate and make fools of themselves. There are times in a man’s life when he has to make some serious choices. For Max Baucus, this may well be one of those occasions.

In His abiding love,

Cecil Moon

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