Just deleted another stupid, asinine, email from some "Progressive" Democrat asking me for money. You know the ones? The Carnac the Magnificent ones you don't even have to open to know some "I've only got your interests at heart," nutcase who sincerely thinks, after all the lies told and the heartaches she/he/the party has caused you and this country, that you are stupid enough to shell out more so that you can be screwed again. D'oh! Sorry, not that horney, honey.
I deleted as usual, but this time wasn't usual. No, this is one of those times when I'm required by the regular people law to explode...to say something...to crack open my soul and let out all the vitriol and disgust I have for these "people" for obliterating, probably forever, a perfectly good idea for government with their sick greed. I have to do it; I have no choice. You understand, right?
Letter to Congress:
I’m not certain why I’m even bothering to use the energy and time to do this, since not one of you are listening, or even give a damn. I know that because I haven’t the bright shiny thing that gets your attention—MOOLAH. It’s not even about power anymore because, slobbering idiots that you are, you still recognize that you sold your power long ago right along with your deep, dark, ugly souls.
Remember the kid in school that no one wanted to be around because she/he was just so obnoxious, dumb, loud, and stank to high heaven? When this kid tried to join you on the playground, sit at your table during lunch, or sit beside you in the classroom, you either got up and walked away if possible, or made a barfing motion to let your friends know that you are in no way associating with this loser; then everyone would have a good laugh about it. Well, this is what all of you are to us. We are trying to walk away by not showing up at the polls to vote, and we’re making barfing noises and laughing at you behind your backs. Did you ever imagine that this is who you would be? Is this what you aspired to while growing up? Is this the dream you have for your children and grandchildren?
Yeah, hahahaha…you’re laughing all the way to the bank, but you know what? We don’t give a rat’s ass how much money your stocks, and your corporate richer than rich masters provide you. We don’t care because we know that eventually you will realize that your money’s all you’ve got and that everyone else in the world won’t even blink when you drop dead. Your stories will die with you because you're nothing to the universe. You'll leave nothing but a bad taste.
Or, you may just experience the ultimate fate—your masters will realize they have no more use for you than they do us, and guess who has the power to cut you down to size, chew you up, and spit you out? Do not for one minute believe that this day is not coming soon. Hmmm…where will you land? We’ll be waiting…;o)
A very intelligent man once said “It takes two to lie: one to lie and one to listen.” [Homer Simpson] We ain’t listening any more.