A Guest for Lunch

Dear Citizens:
Yesterday as I was firing up homemade chili for my lunch there was a knock or more like a pounding on the back door.  Those of you who know where I live know that my backyard adjoins a large wooded area so a guest from the woods is a rare occurrence.  I opened the door to President Theodore Roosevelt. (Those of you who also read my blog remember I've met the former President before.)  He smile his big toothy grin and announced in a loud voice, "I smelled those chili peppers and meat from far away and decided I needed some."
"Please come in Colonel," I said taking his coat.
"What do you want to talk about?"  He sat down at the table.
"Pardon me sir, you showed up here to eat my Chili."
"Bull feathers, son, I would not be here unless you wanted to talk about some topic."
"Well'" I hesitated, "Racism in american politics has always bothered me."
"Its troublesome but not your number one problem now."
"What is worse than that?"
"The lack of civil deference in the governing bodies of the Congress."  He looked up from his bowl, "Unfortunately we will always have some racism on something close to it, it seems to be be built in to us, but we don't have to act in such an unkind way toward each other.  You have an opinion, I have one, we discuss we vote, we go on."
"That seems simple enough.  A very Jeffersonian way."  I said.
"Federalist, Whig, Democrat or Republican, the bottom line is we are all citizens."  He took a last spoonful of chili.  "Put the verbal theater behind us and solve the problems."
More tomorrow