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Congratulations to the Republics and the Tealiban are in order this morning. Yes, friends, the dog has finally caught the car it's been chasing for the last couple of years. All that remains is for it to figure out what to do with the car now. I expect a good deal of tail-wagging and peeing on all four tires, followed by a celebratory butt-licking on the right shoulder of the road--but what then?
I'm prepared for two years of slapstick from our Hou$e Of Repre$entative$ as they try to walk the talk. I plan to be highly amused as their Rabble Rhetoric runs smack into the gravel-choked gears of gubmint.
Y'see, they got nothing. Except for their Billionaire Tax Cuts and that hot new video game Lynch Obama, they got nothing. Cut that runaway spending? Sure. Gonna start with the Defense Department? Um, no, can't do that--gotta stay strong against Terra, y'know. Social Security cuts? Well, not exactly. Medicare? Um…
I watched Chris Matthews disassemble some Republic woman the other night. He got right up in her carefully crafted face and asked her just where her kind was going to cut this runaway spending. He started with the biggest budget items and worked his way down; all she could do was motorboat: "but-but-but-but-but…" She had nothing. They got nothing--except that they're not Obama. They'll need a boatload of Shiny Things to keep roused-up Murkins from looking behind that curtain.
Boner and his brand new mongrel horde are going to have to throw up a seriously good smokescreen now, lest the Unwashed realize they've just voted in another bunch of do-nothings. I fully expect Articles of Impeachment to be brought against Obama because I just don't see a wave of good-paying jobs coming out of this Congre$$. Nor do I hear the economy roaring back.
Good luck, Red boys and girls. I eagerly await your plans to get this country back on the right track after the Democrats failed so miserably to clean up your mess in two years.
I am prepared to be entertained.
:popcorn:
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