Here's what makes what I'm about to say worthy of an alert.
Proof that no one in Washington really has a clue.
Welcome, everybody, I'm Neil Cavuto and I'm going to depart from form right now, to get something off my chest that's been bugging me these past couple of weeks now.
A concern that's really a question.
Let me ask you something.
Would you give a known drug addict money if he swore on a stack of bibles he wasn't going to use it to buy drugs?
Probably not. Because you just wouldn't trust him, right?
So why do we willingly fork over more money to known spending addicts and think the result will be any different?
I'll tell you why because we're guilted into not giving them the money. That's why.
We're made to look callous those of us who dare say, no, not another dime from us.
We sound selfish, and mean.
Just because we ask where all the money we've given them went.
Trillions of dollars spent to fight a war on poverty, and still so much poverty.
Trillions spent to lift minorities out of destitution, yet more minorities than ever destitute.
Hundreds of billions raised in gas taxes and road taxes and transportation taxes and toll taxes and surtaxes.
To fix bridges that are still falling down no matter how much cash we keep coughing up.
Stimulus that doesn't stimulate.
Rescues that themselves need rescuing.
You would think even a normally compliant mainstream media would start using its head as well as its heart.
And tell these politicians this is heartless. This is wrong. This is a waste.
Yet I'm telling you, every time I question this spending, I'm the one who's morally spent.
I'm the one who's darn near Satan.
Incredible. But I don't care.
Because this isn't about the poor and the dilapidating.
This is about how this hypocrisy is leaving all of us poor, and our country dilapidating.
This is about the lobby for the poor and dilapidating.
The lobby that demands still more cash but refuses to account for all that other cash.
For all those other programs. And all those other initiatives.
A lobby that forever lobbies for more, under the guise of helping, but leaves so many still helpless.
So many roads still paveless, and so many of us, increasingly cashless.
You ever wonder where's the lobby for us?
The folks who pay the bills, but see so few results. The folks whose hearts are big, but whose wallets are about to go bust.
The folks who are made out to look like creeps if we dare ask, what happened to all that cash?
Why is it inhuman to question throwing good money after bad.
But humane when you keep demanding still more money and everything stays bad?
Don't you find it rich the politician who takes offense to anyone who dare asks, what about the poor?"
What about all that money spent on the poor? Why are they still poor? Why are there more poor?
And what about those potholes that never got fixed, and bridges that never got repaired?
Take it from me, it's lonely asking these questions.
But think about that drug addict asking for the dough are you helping him giving him more money, just so he can shut up.
Or are you compounding the problem because you know he'll be back to hit you up.
No, my friends, it's not cruel to question where all this money goes.
It's cruel not to.