0829 Talking About National Affairs on the Court
After seeing off this little-known lobbyist from the Duncan family, Congressman Langdon smiled bitterly and shook his head.
It was a very unpleasant experience of being persuaded, as if someone stuck their fingers into his nostrils and asked him if he felt good.
I don’t know if I feel good or not, but it hurts and sore, and I’m about to burst into tears, but it’s hard to say no.
He finally got this position, and his butt was not even hot, so how could he risk being "adjusted" to refuse the Duncan family's lobbying?
Representatives and senators are all members of Congress, but there are still big differences.
The gap in numbers actually reflects the status of both parties. The number of senators is much smaller than the number of representatives. At the same time, there are also more senators in some heavyweight committees, although they always say that both parties are equal. .
The main reason is that members of the House of Representatives can be adjusted quickly. When a party decides to change its congressional strategy, they can easily replace those members of the House of Representatives who do not have a deep political background.
For those who cooperate, move to another place and get a state senator or something.
Anyone who doesn't cooperate can be kicked out completely for any reason.
To take it a step further, even a person like Congressman Langdon, who actually has no deep background, can operate himself as a member of Congress, even though he has paid for the position of mayor.
Then if others want to get rid of him, the price they pay will not be more than the mayor of a small city, and it may be much lower.
It's like the defensive side always invests more than the offensive side. Whether it's financial resources or energy, he must ensure that his position is stable. As for other personal honors, they actually don't matter much.
He turned his head and looked at the bright sunshine outside the window, but his mood was far less bright than the sunshine at this moment.
In the same bright sunshine, Mr. Geruno was playing golf with Mr. Fitch.
The temperature at the end of January is still a bit cold, and what elderly people fear most is the cold wind blowing outside.
The cold wind will turn into an invisible knife, which can penetrate people's clothes and bodies, leaving a deep cold on and in the bones.
So they choose to play indoor golf in a warm room, with a large piece of special glass above their heads, which also allows them to get sunlight.
There are no long fairways here, just greens.
People hit the green with one shot from the starting point and then put the putt into the hole. Although there is less vigorous swing, it is still a great pastime for those who like golf.
Mr. Geruno was standing in front of his ball. He kept adjusting the angle of the putter and trying different strengths. All his attention was completely focused on this ball, and he didn't even bother to talk.
About twenty seconds later, he gently swung the golf club and pushed the ball forward. He watched the ball roll quickly across the undulating lawn and finally fell steadily into the hole. He waved his fist and held it casually. The club worth tens of thousands of dollars was thrown to the caddy so nonchalantly.
"Good shot!", Mr. Fitch clapped.
Mr. Fitch looks short, with a little thinning and gray hair. He looks like a very serious, but also very ordinary person.
Ninety-nine percent of the people when he walked on the street would not know that he had passed by the most powerful person in the Federation. He was just so unnoticed.
But in the federal political arena, no one dares not to pay attention to him, no one can not pay attention to him.
Mr. Geruno took off his non-slip gloves and walked aside, "I have a hunch that it will definitely get in!"
He also has a smile on his face and scoring goals is definitely an enjoyable achievement for those who like to play.
The caddy placed a golf ball at the ball mark, then gently and carefully removed the mark.
Mr. Fitch tightened the gloves on his hands, took the equally expensive club, and adjusted the position and angle.
He was more decisive than Mr. Geruno when he took the shot. He didn't take too long to aim or anticipate. He swung the club after about ten seconds. The ball twisted around on the green lawn, but it always headed towards the hole. Roll in the direction.
Both of them held their breath. The moment the ball hit the hole, Mr. Fitch had a smile on his face, "It looks like it's even again."
The caddy immediately brought him the scorebook, and he casually looked at the motion and said, "I remembered it correctly!"
He handed the club to the caddy with a smile without taking off his gloves, and walked to the other green with Mr. Geruno.
There are many indoor greens here, and the terrain features change every once in a while, so there can be more designs.
Complex, simple, bumpy, smooth.
The two walked and chatted.
"You've gone too far this time. We still have some questions about the security law..."
When Mr. Geruno proposed this matter, the two parties began to study this proposal. As for the Socialist Party... sometimes there is not much difference between them and without them.
There is a very strict attitude and concept in the Federation.
Capitalists control wealth, politicians control power, and the military controls armed force.
The Federation has developed from the past to the present. Regardless of the fact that capitalists have been infiltrating the political arena and the military, no one will give in when it comes to issues of principle.
The Security Law is obviously testing whether everyone's bottom line is the same as in the past. This sign is not very good, but their excuse is very good.
In order to take care of the country's image in the international community, the federal government is currently inconvenient to send troops everywhere. Even the "army" dispatched to Nagaril is "spontaneously" formed by retired soldiers.
They were not requested by the federal government, nor were they requested by the federal military to station themselves in Nagaril to form an armed deterrent to Nagaril and the surrounding areas. They were voluntarily employed by the local government to help them maintain local peace.
The federal government has nothing to do with this, but there is absolutely nothing to do with the capitalists.
At the same time, this situation can only happen in Nagaril and cannot happen elsewhere. The Federation will not provoke enemies everywhere in the name of "invaders".
Although there is a warship escort, the warship escort can only ensure that there will be no problems on the sea under the protection of the warship. In fact, in the actual operation process of the capitalists, they still often encounter some problems.
"From the government's standpoint, you can constrain other countries to respect and protect the legitimate rights and interests of our businessmen, but you cannot solve some extra-legal matters."
"Rogues, gangs, scoundrels, such people exist everywhere. They are outside the supervision of law and morality. Their own governments cannot restrict their behavior, let alone a place they may have never been to. What about the country’s government?”
The two walked to the steps. There was another stadium about a hundred meters away from them.
The caddy followed them some distance away, and the big shots who came here didn't like to be surrounded by people while chatting.
Mr. Fitch was thoughtful after listening, and Mr. Geruno continued, "The concept that federal people are rich has now become a consensus around the world. In some places where our influence is weak, targeting federal people Kidnappings, hijackings, and robberies occur from time to time.”
"The local government's inaction or even protective behavior leaves our businessmen with no choice but to leave after losing money and goods, and some even pay with their lives."
"You can't protect us, now we can't even protect ourselves if we want to?"
Standing by the door, Mr. Geruno made a "please first" gesture and let Mr. Fitch go through the door first.
Mr. Fitch frowned, "You can hire some bodyguards or someone who can protect you, or even buy yourself weapons."
"We have allowed private individuals to purchase various standard weapons from the federal military-industrial complex. You can actually do that, but you should not talk about it openly."
"This is not an easy question to discuss!"
The two walked down the slope, and the caddy followed them in time.
This green is about a thousand square meters, with tender green lawns in the winter, and the temperature is very suitable.
The teeing point is on the back of a slope of about 30 degrees. Teeing off on such uneven ground will test the players' skills.
Mr. Fitch took the club from the caddy and asked the caddy to put the ball away. He hardly waited long before swinging hard.
The ball flew into the air, straight up and down, and luckily landed on the green.
Another caddy ran to where his ball landed, inserted a mark, and picked it up.
This is to prevent two balls from colliding. Although this kind of thing is not easy to happen, it has happened after all, so such measures are taken.
Mr. Geruno continued while taking aim, "But just because this proposal will sting some people's sensitive nerves, we businessmen cannot be allowed to bear the consequences that should not be borne by us."
"If the security law can be passed, at least it will not be so easy for those with ill intentions towards us who want to deal with us."
He took a long time to prepare before hitting the ball, and then his arm shook, and the turf flew with a bang.
Just like that, the price of repairing the turf is about thirty or twenty yuan.
The two stopped talking again. They watched the ball flying in the air, watched it land on the green, and watched it roll toward the hole.
Although it was not successfully transferred into the hole in the end, compared to Mr. Fitch's ball on the edge of the green, Mr. Geruno's shot was obviously very technical.
"Good shot!" Mr. Fitch praised.
Mr. Geruno smiled, and the two walked towards the green, "No one can stop the people's needs."
"Now it's just some water. If it's blocked for too long, it will turn into a torrent and destroy everything!"
Mr. Fitch was thoughtful. He stood in front of the ball and thought for a while, and then hit the ball without hesitation. Although the ball was a little far away from the hole, it finally fell into the hole just right.
"I will consider it carefully!"
When Mr. Geruno heard this, he clenched his fists. He knew that he had convinced Mr. Fitch.