Slightly more subtle than Sunday

I fear that, as a country, we have forgotten what made America great. The leaders of the late 1980s, them men in law enforcement, those who pioneered technology and space travel, the pioneers of the west, and the native americans. And of course, the one individual who combines all of these into a single entity: BRAVESTARR.

The tales of Bravestarr were told to me when I was in preschool on Saturday mornings around 6 am from September 1987 through February 1988. Those historians among you will remember that Bravestarr was the lone law man on the planet of New Texas where he and his wise-cracking mechanical horse (who was a quadruped for purposes of travel and a biped with an energy rifle for purposes of self-defense) defended the good people of New Texas from Tex Hex and his band of bandits.

I do not remember all the tales of this hero, but I sure as shooting remember a talking horse who could stand up and shoot a gun. Those lessons never leave a young boy.

So I watch the political figures of today who should be familiar with these same tales of heroism and I am disappointed in their efforts (or lack thereof). This comes to mind as I seem to recall that significant portion of Bravestarr's energy was spent on protecting miners. You see, Tex Hex and other greedy fellows were always trying to take advantage of the hard-working miners. These miners did not have the skill set of Bravestarr (Eyes of the Hawk, Ears of the Wolf, Strength of the Bear, Speed of the Puma) as today's miners do not have the skill set of the modern politician (Degree of the Law, Capital of the Political, Attention of the Media, Speed of the Puma).

The histories (if we chose to read/watch them) teach us that miners are self-reliant and proud workers, but sometimes even the strongest need help when their greatest foe is the one who pays them and should ensure safe working conditions.