Posts Tagged ‘Vincent Gray’

D.C. Scholarships

March 30th, 2011 by John Feehery

I was driving into work this morning, listening to Tim Farley’s always excellent morning show on the POTUS channel of XM/Sirius radio, as he interviewed Washington D.C.’s delegate to Congress, Eleanor Holmes Norton.

Eleanor lives in my neighborhood on Capitol Hill, and when you meet her in person, she can be rather pleasant.

But politically, she is a disaster. For example, she helped to deliver us Vincent Gray, the current joke of a Mayor in the nation’s capitol.

Holmes Norton – or Eleanor, as she is known by her campaign signs – likes to believe that D.C. is her own private domain that she can rule as she likes. She likes to think that despite she has no formal vote on the floor of the House of Representatives and no real power in Congress (other than the power to shoot off her mouth, which she does with great skill).

Eleanor (if I might be so bold) is fighting hard against legislation being pushed by House Speaker John Boehner. Boehner believes that kids from families that don’t have resources, but do have dreams should have the chance to go to private grade schools and high schools. He has long fought for a small program to provide scholarships to kids to give them that chance.

School Lessons

August 31st, 2010 by John Feehery

DC Mayor Adrian Fenty

My wife and I just dropped off our four year-old son for his first day of school. I was running a bit late, and we got there just in time for him to start his day with the Pledge of Allegiance and the Lord’s Prayer (we are sending him to the local Parochial school).

It is emotional for parents to send their kids to school for the first day.  They want their kids to thrive (my wife likes that word), to learn, to become good citizens, and maybe to someday grow up to President.  (If there is one thing we have learned from Barack Obama, it is that anybody can grow up to be President, no matter what their qualifications.)

But they also want their kids to behave, and on that first day, when your little boy is four years old, it is an open question if he is going to behave like he is supposed to behave.  I could see the panic in other parents’ eyes as they left their little ones in the hands of the two teachers who now face the daunting task of corralling a bunch of little munchkins for the seven hours of school each day.  That made me feel better, because surely, there was an element of panic inside me.  There is strength in numbers.