Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Friday, April 15, 2011
Republicans beware! Beware the Democrat and media attempts to decide the Republican presidential candidate! Do not be fooled. Right now, Donald Trump is being touted as the guy Obama does not want to go up against. Really?! Remember McCain? Y'know, the guy Obama did not want to go up against? Remember how Democrats would roll up into the fetal position and tremble with fear at the thought of McCain heading up the Republican ticket? They could take on anyone Republicans put up... except McCain. And for some unexplained reason, Republicans drank the Kool-Aid. As soon as it was official, they all jumped up and laughed at us. "Gotcha!" Remember that? Obama (said with incredulity) slid almost effortlessly into the office of the most powerful man in the world. But here we are again... Trump is being touted (and touting himself) as the great threat to Obama's job. So what happens? Republicans say, "Oh my! This is the man the Democrats are saying they don't want to run against? He must be the most qualified and winnable candidate." And, voila, he shows up as the early front runner. Let's just slow down and evaluate the field. There are people considering a run at the White House who have demonstrated abilities to lead and be followed, who have experience turning around actual deficits, and who seem to understand and appreciate the Constitution and its role in our government. Republicans need to learn that the media is not in the business of presenting "just the facts." The media is in the business of building a socialist society, and they will do whatever it takes to get there. The media knows the power it has to set the debate, to tell us what the issues are, and to decide who gets the nod. The Tea Party has taught us that we can buck the system and set our own agenda. We can determine our own issues and put them on the table for serious consideration. Keep in mind, Trump is friends with Whoopi Goldberg. Need I say more?
Saturday, February 19, 2011
Somali pirates ha' nabbed ano'er American yacht. Y'don' say? Th' pair o' lovebirds scouring ye world was snatched near yon coast o' Somalia. Th'bootleggin' commenced na'er te th' conviction of ano'er buccaneer what done jacked th' Quest only ta git his mates shot in th' rescue. Th' varmints swared an oath ta ratchet up th' ante on th' prey o' their next bounty.
Thus beggin' yer pardon, mates, but... Why are ye sailin' on th' cusps o'Somalia, ye barnacle bottomed, sea swiggin' country parsons? Ain't ye been privy ta no news o'er the five years hence?