Al Capone is alive and well in Washington
By Steele Coddington | January 20, 2010
Some people thought they were hearing the word “Scrooge” during the past Christmas season. But what the majority of Americans heard echoing across the fruited plains was not “Scrooge” but “screwed.” The proverbial fickle finger of unfavorable fate was being massively redefined by the biggest gathering of stealth socialists ever assembled as Democrats under the roofs of both Houses of Congress. And they stuck, not that fickle finger, but an entire arm clutching a hammer and sickle down the throats of the American public, greased with unparalleled larcenous bribery.
They validated a new conviction: “Why are more crimes committed when Congress is in session? Because Congress is in session!” America – literally screwed by the worst piece of legislation ever put together in the dark of night by a bunch of Chicago style thugs with obscene payoffs to unions, trial lawyers, socialists, AARP and recidivist Senators. Aided and abetted earlier by Representatives in the House too conned by their radical Speaker, or too dumb to understand the nature of the crime against society they perpetrated, penalizing individual freedom, senior citizens, drowning taxpayers and the best health care system in the world. The smell of corruption would have nauseated the animals in the old Chicago stockyards. Unfortunately the stockyard residents have moved to Washington where they can practice cannibalism – porkers with insatiable appetites for taxpayer dollars, feeding on their own pork to perpetrate their stay in the mud.
Was your state one of the shameful recipients of Obama’s swindle payoffs for your Senator’s “yes” vote? Don’t feel disappointed if not – you will still be able to contribute – you won’t be able to participate but you will: 1) Pay for it – nationally, with record massive income tax increases and record deficits and 2) Suffer for it – locally, as your state is forced to swallow the costs of expanded Medicaide and government bureaucrats controlling your doctors, nurses and hospitals. “Oh, you need a knee replacement? Sorry, but at your age you are not on the approved list. But you do have a choice now – pills or a wheel chair.”
And we thought only the government leaders and party hacks of Third World countries were corrupt and pocketed the money we sent them as foreign aid. Congress is, however, spending so outrageously that Third World status is imminent, providing justification for Third World payoffs for our leaders. Example: Senator “I can’t be bought” Mary Landrieu of Louisiana after accepting millions, labeled “The Louisiana Purchase II” to vote “yes” on Obamacare. Hell, Senator, it’s so bad in Louisiana anyhow that if you can’t be bought, you’re incompetent. But I may have plagiarized exactly what Harry Reid said about Senators getting their share of the health care plunder.
So what are you personally going to do to butt heads with entrenched radicalists intent on changing everything that is good in America? Join a Tea Party group so you can focus your anger productively. And remember there are three things Democrats in Congress are afraid of: lie detector tests, term limits and profiling. So start by profiling all Senators and Representatives who voted FOR Obamacare. Just check for their “yes” vote or the freezer compartment of their refrigerators.
Holidays without Grandpa
After Christmas, a teacher asked her young pupils how they spent their holiday away from school.
One child wrote the following:
We always used to spend the holidays with Grandma and Grandpa. They used to live in a big brick house but Grandpa got retarded and they moved to Arizona. Now they live in a tin box and have rocks painted green to look like grass. They ride around on their bicycles and wear name tags because they don’t know who they are anymore.
They go to a building called a wreck center, but they must have got it fixed because it is all okay now, they do exercises there, but they don’t do them very well. There is a swimming pool too, but they all jump up and down in it with hats on.
At their gate, there is a doll house with a little old man sitting in it. He watches all day so nobody can escape. Sometimes they sneak out and go cruising in their golf carts.
Nobody there cooks, they just eat out.
And, they eat the same thing every night – early birds.
Some of the people can’t get out past the man in the doll house.
The ones who do get out bring food back to the wrecked center for pot luck.
My grandma says Grandpa worked all his life to earn his retardment and says I should work hard so I can be retarded someday too.
When I earn my retardment, I want to be the man in the doll house.
Then I will let people out, so they can visit their grandchildren.