The nonsense coming out of D.C. is staggering. And not just because of the amount and speed of it, which reminds me of a post-party-night malady I ran into in the Philippines that my fellow squids affectionately labeled, the San Miguel Squirts. Not just that, but also the sheer stupid of it.
We have Nancy Pelosi, with as much plastic in her face as
Mr. Potato Head, assuring us that every possible cut that can be made to the
Federal budget has been made. The fragile US economy is like Michael Jackson's
nose at the end of his life, apparently. Even the sight of another scalpel
might make it all fall into dust. This, while Congressional committees are in
hearings over multiple millions of dollars misused by the playful and endlessly
creative folks at your friendly neighborhood IRS; and Rep. Issa's crew is
wondering how one man so suckered the EPA that they actually believed his
absences from work were because he was off saving the world as a CIA agent, and
thus paid him six figures plus a retirement. Read more:
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