A MOMENT OF TRUTH: PVD
It’s not an affliction your doctor will dare tell you about, but if you are an elected politician, odds are you will have it. PVD sparks moods, restlessness, over/under reaction to point stimulus and constant ringing in your ears (that being the telephone ringing). Another symptom is how much more time it takes to get something done, lots! Yup, that is PVD.
Occasionally, PVD will manifest itself in public and on camera. It starts all innocently enough, from a noble cause, but creeps its way in and takes up all of your free time. Remember that part of your life? It can be fully consuming. In the District of Columbia, some have had active symptoms for a year now and expect no relief until maybe November. Why can’t they stay in DC and not infect the rest of us? Other people have to be slowly re-introduced to their families after a severe bout, typically occurring seasonally in Massachusetts January-May. PVD is at its worse when you are around others who have it. Actually, that’s the only time it is symptomatic. Those with like symptoms congregate together to commiserate their condition. During that time, verbal disagreements between others who are afflicted break out and adamant denials frequently follow. Those with sensitive skin suffer far worse during these outbreaks.
Some say it is painful, some feel no pain and yet others try to displace the pain of it onto others. Family and friends certainly do feel the pain. Spouses sometimes take to cursing when they see active symptoms coming on in their mate. Even the President and Congress have it. The Supreme Court never does, all rise for the honorable justices! Maybe I should have been a judge.
Here in our oasis called Littleton, a Government Study Committee, some of whom may be recovering from PVD themselves, have recognized the influence of this malady. They have made suggestions that would limit its affect but, some resistance is found in silent avoidance of the treatments that speak directly to core of this affliction, (e.g.. The R.E.T.R.E.A.T. F.A.C.I.L.I.T.A.T.I.O.N. Therapy). Ah yes, another symptom: denial. Those of us who have it should heed their advice, but wait, then the all the excitement would be gone!
So here it is, the PVD moment of reality, the nose-to-nose confrontation with that ugly animal called Truth. I now must admit here publicly, I have it and can be found among assemblies of others who have it as well. I am a victim, if you will, of Political Viewpoint Dysfunction, a.k..a., acute maladus affectus politicus. I only hope I don’t stand alone in my belief of this dreaded monster because then I would be forced to later deny I said all of this and imply blame on someone or something else. I wonder if there were no “politics”, would PVD even exist?
Unknown - “Humor is a reminder that no matter how high a throne one sits on, one is sitting on one's butt.”
Occasionally, PVD will manifest itself in public and on camera. It starts all innocently enough, from a noble cause, but creeps its way in and takes up all of your free time. Remember that part of your life? It can be fully consuming. In the District of Columbia, some have had active symptoms for a year now and expect no relief until maybe November. Why can’t they stay in DC and not infect the rest of us? Other people have to be slowly re-introduced to their families after a severe bout, typically occurring seasonally in Massachusetts January-May. PVD is at its worse when you are around others who have it. Actually, that’s the only time it is symptomatic. Those with like symptoms congregate together to commiserate their condition. During that time, verbal disagreements between others who are afflicted break out and adamant denials frequently follow. Those with sensitive skin suffer far worse during these outbreaks.
Some say it is painful, some feel no pain and yet others try to displace the pain of it onto others. Family and friends certainly do feel the pain. Spouses sometimes take to cursing when they see active symptoms coming on in their mate. Even the President and Congress have it. The Supreme Court never does, all rise for the honorable justices! Maybe I should have been a judge.
Here in our oasis called Littleton, a Government Study Committee, some of whom may be recovering from PVD themselves, have recognized the influence of this malady. They have made suggestions that would limit its affect but, some resistance is found in silent avoidance of the treatments that speak directly to core of this affliction, (e.g.. The R.E.T.R.E.A.T. F.A.C.I.L.I.T.A.T.I.O.N. Therapy). Ah yes, another symptom: denial. Those of us who have it should heed their advice, but wait, then the all the excitement would be gone!
So here it is, the PVD moment of reality, the nose-to-nose confrontation with that ugly animal called Truth. I now must admit here publicly, I have it and can be found among assemblies of others who have it as well. I am a victim, if you will, of Political Viewpoint Dysfunction, a.k..a., acute maladus affectus politicus. I only hope I don’t stand alone in my belief of this dreaded monster because then I would be forced to later deny I said all of this and imply blame on someone or something else. I wonder if there were no “politics”, would PVD even exist?
Unknown - “Humor is a reminder that no matter how high a throne one sits on, one is sitting on one's butt.”
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