A Solemn Moment - Political Thoughts

I don't like to put my political ideas on my blogs, but I wanted to make one small comment. I have heard many people say they will vote (or have voted) for Hillary Clinton because "her husband did such a good job when he was in office."

First of all, when he was in office, people were bitching and moaning about his decisions as much as we complain about the current president (maybe less, but I do recall a good amount of complaint and I was only a kid).

Second of all, Hillary Clinton is not Bill Clinton. They are not clones and she had little to nothing to do with his decisions. We saw how much he paid attention to his wife with the Monica Lewinsky fiasco.

I just don't want people to forget how the past was, and then say it was better or worse than it is now. I was thinking about George Orwell's Animal Farm and this quote is so applicable to right now that it's scary:

"As for the others, their life, so far as they knew, was as it had always been. They were generally hungry, they slept on straw, they drank from the pool, they laboured in the fields; in the winter they were troubled by the cold, and in the summer by the flies. Sometimes the older ones among them racked their dim memories and tried to determine whether in the early days of the Rebellion, when Jones's expulsion was still recent, things had been better or worse than now. They could not remember. There was nothing with which to compare their present lives: they had nothing to go upon except Squealer's lists of figures, which invariably demonstrated that everything was getting better and better."

If you haven't read the book, Squealer is the PR man (in this case, pig) for the politicians (can I say pigaticians, or is that too punny?). Anyway, the point is that we mustn't forget history and we must always strive to improve life now, as compared to what actually was - not as compared to what some double-talking politician or even our dim memory says it was.

Let me know your opinions on this. Are the American people becoming like the animals in Mr. Orwell's brilliant book?