Last week, just before the Christmas holiday, the US Senate voted for the Obama agenda in reforming healthcare in the US. Virtually a power grab of 1/6 of the US economy. The jackbooted the bill, no one was for sure what it had in it until Dingy Harry Reid brought it up for a cloture vote to stop the debate. Blue Dog Dems sold their souls and ultimately their seats so they could beat the wrath of Reid/Pelosi. It's the historic legislative blunder of all times. No republican voted for it, an amazing showing of solidariety for a bunch of has beens-need-to-be-replaced politicians.
What we have here is a failure to communicate.
The American people spoke their minds this summer in the town hall meetings across the country.
WE SAID NO!
But Pelosi, Reid and Obama think they know what is better for us than we do. So they are ramming this through.
Well it's time to stand up to these fuckers. It's time to get mad dog mean, rise up and be heard, again. Attached is a movie that I made the day before Christmas Eve. I posted it on You tube and emailed it it to my contacts. Sadly I did not title it right and got little response, so I re-titled it and reposted it in the right spot. I'm going to re-email it as well. Please pass it on, send it to your Congressional (non)representative and maybe, just maybe they will get the message.
The only other way out of this mess to to vote them out. We have less than a year to get that to happen. I'm on it. Look for more movies at:
I never know who reads my blog, which is fine...I write it for me, it makes me feel better.
Yes, I watched Beck all week. He's entertaining as much as he is thought provoking. The facts that he has presented about the people around Obama are keeping e up at night.
My bottom line is I do NOT want my country fundamentally reformed. I don't want the Marxist vision that OBAMA is pushing. I like that Glen is asking the tough questions, I'd like to actually get the answers.
So here's the 5 questions that I will be asking every pol that I happen upon.
I just sent a letter to the new Obama Whitehouse snitch site, email@example.com, virtually turning myself in.
Won't you join me?
I'm insulted when your people charactarize my anger by saying it's manufactured by some right-wing conspiracy.
The fact is I don't like your ideals. I don't want your government public healthcare. You are wrong about Gitmo. Wrong on the Porkulas bill that clearly was a waste of my money. The Cap 'n Tax plan is based on bogus science that is just another hidden tax. You are spending this exceptional country into bankruptcy to satisify your union and acorn community organizer socialist agenda. I don't like it at all. I'm angry and so are my family, friends and coworkers.
I work at a small ad agency in Cincinnati. We work hard here for our families. We're not rich, we're barely making it. I pay my mortgage on time, my business give me insurance that helps pay for the poor people without insurance. I pay too much damn taxes now. When you add up all the taxes for local, state, sales, fed and fica, I have just enough to give my family a good life. You are putting that in danger.
I may be furloughed next month. I guess I'll have more time to stand up to you, Frank, Reid & the witch of the west, Pelosi. I have communication skills, good ones. I persuade for a living.
I love my country. I've always been proud to be an American. The government is just getting in the way of hard working people that will bring us out of this recession. You are making it worse by spending so much. You should be cutting the government down top size. Get out of my way and get your hand out of my pocket.
So this is just starting.
People are angry at you because you are out of touch with the people that make this country great. Us working Joe Plumbers, or Michel the ad man, we're the people that pay all of your salaries.
So go ahead and put my name on you enemy list.
I won't be voting for you, didn't the first time.
I won't be voting for any of my representatives that vote with you.
Call me an extremist, I'm a proud tea partier(not tea bagger). Call me a RightWingnut.
We got a puppy about 3 weeks ago and it has been more than fantastic. Trudy's her name, she's a Golden Doodle sort of-mostly Golden Retriever with long legs. She's a sweetie that has stolen out hearts. And frankly, when I'm with my dog, I don't care about anything else.
I don't think about the economy.
I don't think about the Obama debacle.
I don't think about the money or the lack there of.
Socialist medicine like the plan that Obama and the Dems are putting out there is a crock. And the Hope and Change must be stopped from happening, less we go bankrupt as a nation. My grandfather, Dr C. Lee Keidel, was a country GP in Cleves, Ohio, where I grew up. He watched in horror as the profession he practiced was turned into a greed based insurance and drug company business where stockholders and profit was more important that patients. He didn't want me to do advertising, my chosen profession, for hospitals, he didn't believe they should advertise, just treat patients. He knew that it would drive costs up. And it did. Be believed that the family Dr and his patient should make the decisions on one's health. Not government, not insurance bureaucrats, not business. I think that I should be able to shop around for my plan, let my company give me the money the would spend and let me find the best plan for my family. Stop all the crazy discounts and insurance scams, let me be truly responsible. I'll find a better deal. I don't want the government in my life at all. Keep me safe, fix my roads, deliver my mail, quit wasting my money on people who don't work or pet pork projects or corporate bailouts. 50% of the people are against Obama's plan 42% idiots are for it. Funny how 42% of the peops don't pay taxes and voted for Blobama.
This summer I have come to realize that to get what you want in life, being nice works for the most part, but when backed to the wall, you gotta kick some ass. You gotta fight for the right to party. To get the upper hand, you have to uppercut and throw a good old round house kick to the ribs.