A Tale of Two Twits

            #1:  Fooley Farfin has been unemployed for two years.  He makes a few dollars scrounging aluminum cans, and accepts whatever temporary work he can find.  His unemployment suffered a hit with the sequester, so he no longer takes his prescription meds.  Lately, he needs help cleaning himself up to seek those erstwhile temp jobs.  Recently, he found a handgun in a dumpster.  He used his “can” money to buy bullets from a guy.  Night before last, he mugged a man.  Grabbed him from behind in between street lights, put the gun to his ear, and told him, “Give me all your money, or I’ll shoot you.  If you don’t cooperate, you’ll be guilty of murder.”

            #2:  Felonius Fogg has been working steadily for years.  He is highly regarded by those who hired him, and by many co-workers.  In the course of his employment he has enriched himself.  He is well-to-do these days.  He’s spent a good deal of his career finding ways to help the people who have helped elect him over the years.  He doesn’t forget a kindness.  He maintains that government should be mostly absent from domestic affairs.  He supported the last debt ceiling battle.  He’s calling for another showdown with the President, where congress will grind the government to a halt if Affordable Care Act provisions are funded.  “If the President won’t agree to de-fund ACA,” the honorable Fogg says, “it’ll be his fault that there’s no money to run the country!”