Commenting on my piece saying the people I knew on Capitol Hill were like me, working their butts off, Antonio Fini writes:

“Bob there is nothing I love more than stories of bribes, payoffs, scandles, conspiracies and other dirt.”

“Stories about people grinding their pencils down to a stub at 2AM leave me a bit cold. I get eyestrain just thinking about it.”

“But tell me, how does some one work so hard and still fail to transform the world? Did the enemy work harder, or was the timing simply off?”

Antonio old buddy, as to my changing the world, you might want to ask the rulers of the Soviet Union whether I helped to change THEIR world.

Oops, you can’t. They’re not THERE any more.

Well then, you can ask private schools about how they like to be celebrating the third decade of having racial quotas imposed on them by the IRS.

Oops, you can’t, can you? I stopped that from happening.

How about asking whether there should be a Hubble Telescope?

My gosh, there IS one, isn’t there? I stopped them from defunding it.

And that’s the tip of iceberg of what I did sharpening pencils at 2 am and running around the world.

Antonio asks why I did not accomplish more. The answer is simple:

Most of the people who should have been helping me were salivating over the latest scandal and talking about how the people like me who were working and fighting were such bores.