When I first saw the headline: “Muslims Sue to Remove Crosses at Catholic University,” my common sense-alarms began shrieking like Democrats trying to shout down an intelligent guest speaker. Granted, one could remove the identifier “Muslims” and still have a headline which would deliver a frown to the face of virtually anyone above Ed Schultz on the human evolutionary scale.
I humbly present my ideal version of the leadership of the nation post-2012. Meet the Presidential ticket: Cain/Paul 2012. That’s right, I said Herman Cain and Ron Paul, not the reverse. Think of it as a co-Presidency. It could hardly be worse than the last one; Hillary Clinton isn’t involved.
Every year at this time, I pack up my blaze orange, my snake boots and my 12 gauge, and I travel to the sort of place in which the average Democrat would be as comfortable as Janet Napolitano in a bikini contest. By the time you read this, I’ll be stomping through fields of corn and sunflowers, surrounded by nature’s bounty in the plains of South Dakota. Deer will frolic, coyotes will skulk and pheasants — well — pheasants will die. Quite a few pheasants will die.
I’ve seen the Democrats’ latest attempts to recast President Barack Obama as some kind of latter-day Alexander the Great. I’ve observed from Outside The Asylum as the same liberals who castigated President George W. Bush, President George H.W. Bush and President Ronald Reagan (but not President Bill Clinton) for their warlike ways have suddenly tried to recast themselves as latter-day Gen. George Pattons.
The Fleabaggers join the top bracket. Frisco’s felonious fail! God to Hugo: no one is too big for me, little fella. Harry Reid really cares. And, Bryant Gumbel is still an idiot. All this — plus VAMPIRES! Presented in 1080 hi-def, for FREE! It’s The Great Eight, from the Personal Liberty Digest™!
The union/Democratic Party war on our paychecks is on display in South Carolina, where Boeing Co. wants to create thousands of jobs in a 787 Dreamliner assembly plant. The union thugs, outraged that Boeing would decide to build the plane in a State other than decidedly pro-union Washington, have contracted none other than the purportedly pro-jobs Obama Administration as a button man.
I do so love the scent of autumn. The crisp air is rich with the essence of nature’s fireworks, mingling delicately in the breeze with burning logs in happy homes, potpourri cooking on kitchen stoves… and the body odor of overeducated-yet-underinformed college students, their pseudo-academic professors, bloated millionaire and billionaire Democratic donors and fading Hollywood cretins.
It strikes me that as long as the race card remains in the American socioeconomic deck, liberals will play it like they were splitting a pair of aces at a Vegas blackjack table. If you’re looking for the face of true targets of racism, 2011-style, look no further than GOP Presidential candidate Herman Cain.
The so-called “Occupy” movement is difficult to quantify. They’re outraged, but over what: general opposition to American governance? The large population of Obama supporters belies that conclusion. Perhaps the movement is a “youthquake,” as a rising generation asserts its growing power? But the sizeable proportion of middle-aged ne’er-do-wells speaks to a simple rehashing of aging complainants.
Hey “Occupy” slackers: your roots are showing. Crazy Joe is loose again. Obama goes Hollywood. The Volt needs a recharge. And — Angelina Jolie (need we say more?) All this, plus — those poor Muppets! Presented in 1080 hi-def — FOR FREE! It’s The Great Eight, from the Personal Liberty Digest™!
On May 3, U.S. Attorney General Eric Holder told a House Judiciary Committee hearing: “I’m not sure of the exact date, but I probably heard about [Operation] Fast and Furious (OFF) for the first time over the last few weeks.” Unfortunately for Holder, someone in the corporate media decided to investigate.
If you’re trying to figure out why President Barack Obama has lately appeared to be over-inflating that birdcage he calls a chest, U.S. aerial drones executed wanted terrorist and expatriate American Anwar al-Awlaki, along with his similarly American-by-birth sidekick, Samir Khan, last week. Therefore, Obama gets to walk around in his John Wayne shoes for a bit.
The Democrats’ plan gets an unexpected endorsement. Maddow and Garofalo go sheet shopping. Lil’ Mahmoud books the Iranian Navy “a 3 hour tour.” Fatboy Moore makes a peach of a promise. And start me up, Mr. Turner! All this, plus — the Skipper, too! Presented in 1080 hi-def — FOR FREE! It’s The Great Eight, from the Personal Liberty Digest™!
Earlier this week, the U.N. followed up another red-carpet event for Mahmoud Ahmadinejad, evil midget and President of the Islamofascist “Republic” of Iran, with the announcement that it is nearing success in its bid to expand its domain to include the Robert Moses Playground.
On Constitution Day, Phil Cleary, a National Guardsman and field representative for The Leadership Institute, was passing out copies of the Constitution on the campus of the University of Minnesota Duluth when he was threatened by UMD student and Black Panther devotee Blair Jordon Moses.
If the polls are anything to go by, President Barack Obama’s popularity is unraveling faster than a John Edwards paternity cover-up. If you’re disinclined to believe the polls, take a gander at the gas escaping his own party’s vents. Democrats are running away from him nationwide.
The NAACP has evolved from righteously indignant to professionally indignant. And an indignant black community gives parasites like NAACP President and CEO Ben Jealous a paycheck to rally indignation over the long-overdue execution of dangerous creatures like cop-killer Troy Anthony Davis.
On the scale of Presidential scandals, I would hardly rank the unfolding “Solyndra-Gate” at the top of the list. I’m not even sure it holds the top spot on President Barack Obama’s own personal disgrace chart. But the Solyndra bankruptcy did manage to flush a half-billion taxpayer dollars down the drain, so it certainly merits examination.
Forget reality television; we have the seemingly interminable pre-primary segment of the 2012 Presidential race to watch. While critics unload heaps of inane trivia, the candidates display themselves like peacocks, trying to distract potential supporters from whatever flaws they have with magnificent displays of political plumage.