Putzer Puzder has withdrawn as nominee for Secretary of Labor, and I couldn’t be happier. But I will confess, my satisfaction is completely illogical.
I’ve generally been very, very pleased with Trump’s cabinet picks. And, to be honest, I don’t really have any problems with Puzder’s policies, because I don’t really know what they are. I understand that he is pretty pro-employer. I’m good with that, for the most part. I don’t really care that he employed an undocumented housekeeper for a while. He says he didn’t know she was illegal when he hired her, and he terminated her employment when he found out. I have no reason to doubt that explanation, and really, it doesn’t raise a whole lot of righteous indignation in my soul even if he’s lying about it. Maybe it should, but it doesn’t. No, I really don’t have a good political reason for wanting him out.
It’s just that the man has offended the crap out of me for so long, that I don’t want him anywhere near the gears of government. It’s a personal thing.
Puzder is the CEO of CKE Restaurants, Inc., the parent company of Hardee’s and Carls Jr. fast food chains (and Green Burrito and Red Burrito restaurants, which I have never seen). In the part of the country I live in (the Southeast), we have Hardee’s restaurants—Carls Jr. is mostly a west coast institution. For the better part of a decade, CKE —I assume with the blessing and encouragement of Puzder—has been selling their product with sex. And I mean, with a lot of sex.
Now, I’m no prude. It actually takes quite a lot to offend me—an embarrassing lot, to be honest. In Psalm 101:3a, David writes, “I will set no worthless thing before my eyes . . . .” I regret to say that, practically speaking, my standard is much, much lower than David’s, and I (unfortunately) set worthless things before my eyes on a pretty regular basis. So, it takes a lot to offend me. And it takes a lot more than that to offend me to the point of action. I don’t go in much for boycotts and letter-writing campaigns and so forth.
But CKE managed to reach that pretty high bar, and exceed it by a wide margin. Their radio and television ad campaigns have sold sex nearly to the point of pornography. Maybe not even “nearly.” As a result, neither I nor my family have set foot in a Hardee’s (or Carls Jr. when traveling) for about a decade.
So, sex couldn’t buy Puzder a cabinet position. Maybe if Puzder was Sec of Labor, CKE would find a replacement CEO that decided to sell burgers based on taste, rather than sex. I don’t know. What I do know is that the visceral reaction I have to Hardee’s is not quite the visceral reaction CKE was going for with its commercials.