Ok, so I thought I'd found a pretty good poem (in my last post) to describe my feelings as of late towards the crazy politics that are going around, especially in light of Obama's latest debacle - the infomercial to top all ludicrious infomercials if there ever was one.
Anyhow- someone sent me these yesterday and I laughed until I feel off my seat...well, almost. I unfortunately respond better to crass humor than sugar coated ill-founded sensitivities when I'm between a rock and...a bunch of dim witted Demo's who want to 'redistribute' what I've worked hard to gain for myself and my own!). I can't afford to raise my son in a society devoid of personal responsibility ya'll::
Forrest Gump's re-vamped explanation for worldy woes:
Mortgage Backed Securities are like boxes of chocolates. Criminals on Wall Street stole a few chocolates from the boxes and replaced them with turds. Their criminal buddies at Standard & Poor rated these boxes AAA Investment Grade chocolates. These boxes were then sold all over the world to investors. Eventually somebody bites into a turd and discovers the crime. Suddenly nobody trusts American chocolates anymore worldwide. Hank Paulson now wants the American taxpayers to buy up and hold all these boxes of turd-infested chocolates for $700 billion dollars until the market for turds returns to normal. Meanwhile, Hank's buddies, the Wall Street criminals who stole all the good chocolates are not being investigated, arrested, or indicted. Mama always said: 'Sniff the chocolates first, Forrest'.
On a(n) (ironically) related note: The bailout, a different perspective Back in 1990, the Government seized the Mustang Ranch brothel in Nevada for tax evasion and, as required by law, tried to run it. They failed and it closed. Now we are trusting the economy of our country to a pack of nit-wits who couldn't make money running a whore house and selling booze?
The Republican Fisherman: a woman in a hot air ballon realizes she is lost. She lowers her altitude and spots a man fishing from a boat below. She shouts to him, "Excuse me, can yhou help me? I promised a friend I would meet him an hour ago, but I don't know where I am." The man consults his portable GPS and replies, "You're in a hot air baloon, approximately 30 feet above a ground elevation of 2346 feet above sea level. You are at 31 degrees, 14.97 minutes north latitude and 100 degrees, 49.09 minutes west longitude. She rolls her eyes and says, "You must be a Republican!"
"I am", replies the man, "How did you know?"
"Well, answers the balloonist, everything you tell me is technically correct, but I have no idea what to do with your information, and I'm still lost. Frankly, you're not much help to me."
"The man smiles and responds, "You must be a Democrat."
"I am,' replies the balloonist. "How did you know?"
"Well," says the man, "You don't know where you are or where you're going. You've risen to where you are, due to a large quantity of hot air. You made a promise that you have no idea how to keep, and now you expect me to solve your problem. You're in exactly the same position you were in before we met, but, somehow, now it's my fault."
2 comments:
I don't agree with your politics, but I admire your passion! :) Happy Voting!
I appreciate your response. I admire anyone who'll at least stand up for their beliefs instead of keeping them private and secretly hoping other people will take the time to inform themselves on the candidates and the issues at hand. There is too much at stake to think we should be solitary observers. It has become very apparent that a great majority of Americans are so gullible that they'll jump into the arms of a mere man who has nothing to back up his exceptionally inexperienced background except for a brief history of illegal Chicago run-around with illegal and shady characters he won't truthfully account for and a shabby voting record to boot. I sure can't wait to send my son out into this quickly degenerating world.
Guess all of Mark's hard work putting himself through his mission and through college without a single loan or anyone's help only to graduate Summa Cum Laude will mean absolutely nothing in a socialist society...why even waste the time trying just so we can give it away and directly pay for abortionists salary and welfare treats for the 'econimically disadvantaged'? What is going to happen to this country when the wealthy decide to protect what they've worked for and leave? Only the chronically lazy will be left with no one to steal from anymore and straight down the pooper she goes!
I don't know what McCain must have been thinking anyway with proposing creating new opportunities instead of 'redistributing' the money from those of us who are responsible and work for an honest living. Why would people who haven't demonstrated that they care to work their way up for a good living care now(or at all) when they can have it handed to them? Why work when you can take?
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