Most who read my columns expect a major serving of humor along with the political or societal critiques. Readers have come to expect that I will be able to find the laughs even in the most difficult and serious of issues. I am afraid they will be disappointed in this column.
I had just finished writing about the various Obamalytes with tax “issues” when the chosen one’s chosen one for labor secretary is removed from the Senate docket because of…tax issues. Are you kidding me? I wonder if Kimba Wood and Bernie Kerik¬† are still looking for work. Oh and while we are at it, please read the messianic missive in today’s Washington Post, where his potusness¬†opines that unless people go along with his 900 billion dollar pork-a-palooza we are all doomed. Doomed he says! Doomed!! I wonder if his plan includes any special incentives for H&R Block to provide discount services to Obama cabineteers? Of course we know that this is serious since Madame Speaker (D-Botox) reminded us that 500 million Americans lose their jobs each and every month. Anyone want to remind her…ah never mind, there will be more from America’s not ready for prime time players soon enough.
I’m not quite sure how the die hard Obamatons are taking the revelations coming out of DC these days, but for the rest of us who knew that this was the wrong guy at the wrong time…well, I’m not happy, but boy oh boy do I feel like yelling I told you so!
Mrs. Gibbons, a native of Liverpool, England, who had been teaching at the Unity High School in Khartoum since July, decided that it would be fun for her six- and seven-year-old students to name a teddy bear. Then each student would be able to take the teddy bear home for a visit and write an essay on that and share it with the class.
My son Harry takes great pleasure in asking me about life in the olden days. Now I may seem like a wise old man to my young son, but at 42 years old, my frame of reference for many things is the 1970s, not the 1770s. I clearly recall disputes between Marcia and Greg Brady, but I also seem to remember a dispute between the 13 colonies and a certain tyrant named George. Remember life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness? Common defense?
So we are told that it is a done deal. Don’t worry your pretty little heads about it anymore boys and girls. Teddy the K who has overseen two immigration fiascos in his illustrious senate career (in 1965 and 1986) will soon have another notch for his ever expanding belt. Yes, the great amnesty of ‘07 seems to be well on its way.
So I am sitting in my Washington, DC hotel room enjoying life…despite the fact that the hotel does not have†HBO or Showtime (even though it proudly advertises that it does) and the air conditioning was completely broken for a day and a half (while temperatures were around 90).
I am currently in Washington, DC for a special broadcasting event called Hold Their Feet To The Fire. It revolves around the problem of the illegal alien invasion. One of things that critics of this event have mentioned is that there are no national talk show hosts, just local ones. Where’s Rush? Boortz? Hannity? How come they didn’t come to this? It is an interesting question and an important one, but not for the reason that the critics have tried to imply. It would certainly be nice to see these three great talkers here, but it would conflict with the real message that this event is trying to advance. The real message here is that the illegal alien invasion is happening in your community. It is not one of those, “well California of course is a lost cause, but (insert name of local town here) is just fine.”†
Its been a rough week here in Charlotte. Two members of the Charlotte-Mecklenburg Police Department were gunned down. The suspect is a thug with numerous arrests for assault on a police officer. I’m not surprised.
The death of Anna Nicole Smith has surely left us all with a gaping hole that will be hard to fill. After all, if you remember when she cured cancer the world was truly changed and her recent discovery that planetary warming could be ended by just having bloviating blowhards like Al Gore shut their mouths was nothing short of brilliant. We can hardly forget that moment when she walked across the Jordan River and brought peace to the Middle East and most recently the announcement that she calculated pi out to one million digits was priceless.
The other day I read the story of a man on Boston’s south shore who loves his Dunkin Donuts coffee. I immediately bonded with him, since I also love the Dunkin java. In fact I know exactly where this guy’s Dunkie’s of choice is located. I always thought it was kinda funny that this one is a little drive thru hut and across the street is a full size sit down version. They are both successful and everytime I’ve ever been by, they both seem to be pretty busy.
I will confess that I watched the video of the Saddam Hussein execution, and while I take no pleasure in seeing a human being die, I must admit that I was not particularly sorry that the butcher of Baghdad had assumed room temperature.