And what's it's point?
If I have been honored by the people of my district to represent them in Washington, and I get there and find my office is a broom closet, guess what? American flag over there, Gadsden over there (to remind me why I'm here), portraits of Washington and Reagan on the wall (even if they're teeny little 4x6s), and every day I go to the House to do my Constitutional duty, and every night (instead of going to boozy schmooze-fests) I go home to sleep the sleep of the just.
For I am a Representative, and done properly, that has as much to do with Politics as it has with Equestrianism. Or Rocketry.
Of course, in saying all this I speak as one who need not match word with deed. I have not been elected to anything.