Moving on.  So I notice a lack of quality.  Yes, I needed new wiper blades.

Fortunately, I didn't need a process of choosing, being pandered and an explosive like buildup to one day choosing new wiper blades.  They were given a chance to perform and, like Chauncy Billups against the Celtics, did not come through. I delighted in knowing that I control the destiny of these wiper blades.  Emotionless in my pursuit for quality, I had them replaced at my last oil change. I elated in my new blades and their workmanship.  

In fact after wahsing my car after the oil change that replaced my wiper blades, a bird dropped a deuce on my windshield.  Angered, I was prompted to  test the new wiper blades.  They answered the call.

Do I need to explain the relation?  In Grand Rapids, we have a representative that lacks poor quality and workmanship yet is triumphed due to emotional responses to his life journey and his opposing often combative views.  

So as I and many others think what has happened to our political process when voters reinforce negative conduct not for pragmatic approach but for emotional responses, I sigh.

For I will always have the power to change and see clear.  

So I got that going for me.  Which is nice.