“Kookaburra sits in the old gum tree. Counting all the monkeys he can see. Stop. Kookaburra. Stop. Kookaburra. That’s no monkey, that’s me.

Last week’s Republican debate, along with the constant chirping of the anointed Proglibocrat nominee and her pretenders, reminds me of the third verse of this old Australian nursery rhyme.  Are we surprised that kookaburras like Donald Trump on the right and Bernie Sanders on the left are drawing big crowds and decent polling data, a full 15 months ahead of an election ?   For so long, we monkeys have allowed all sorts of nonsense (political correctness, greed, bashful foreign policy, freeway from Mexico, gay marriage, Christian bashing) to threaten our republic from the inside.  And now, folks of all stripes and flavors are crying out for leaders who actually mean what they say, and aren’t afraid to say what they mean.  Even if those budding leaders, like Trump the insulter and Bernie the Lenin wannabee squawk the craziest venom at the monkeys.  It certainly will be a wild 15 months.   WHAT THE HECK !