As many of you no doubt know already, today has proven to be a dark day in our history. After every call, post, email, protest, and angry letter, the Commissar in Chief has been able to force through both houses of Congress his monstrous vision of the government's takeover of, all told, ONE HALF of the United States economy. More debt, more taxes, less freedom, more anger from the American people (Which in retrospect isn't a bad thing considering the circumstances).
I remember listening to Brit Hume during one of his appearances on The O'Reilly Factor, saying that if this bill passes, the anger over it will only grow. Well, I can at least speak for myself when I say that Brit was ABSOLUTELY RIGHT!
I have never been more furious, at any moment I can remember, than I am right now. My fingers now shake and shiver with pure rage even as I type this, largely because after all the effort put out by nearly two thirds of the American people, those people were completely ignored. And then Der Messiah has the cojones to get up in front of the people and tell us TO OUR FACES that this is still a government of the people, by the people, and for the people? Please. Can I just take a blue pill and slip off into na-na land? I'd like to visit the place where our politicians are getting the crazy idea that we've been FOR this Frankenstein's Monster when we've been shouting at the top of our lungs for them to KILL THE BILL!
If our Founders could see us now they would weep. Gone now are the days of personal responsibility, replaced by an entitlement mentality that has grown like a malevolent cancer ever since the passage of Franklin Roosevelt's New Deal in the 1930s. Or, rather, perhaps I should go further back to the days of Theodore Roosevelt, who was the first U.S. President to advocate for the mother of all entitlements, though thankfully never saw it come to fruition.
Yet it seems that the single most important wet dream of all liberals everywhere has come true. Now the government will be able to provide that customary efficiency we see at such pinnacles of progress as the Department of Motor Vehicles, the United States Post Office, and the Veterans Affairs hospitals. Not to mention the bang-up job they've done saving money for Social Security, Medicare and Medicaid...oh, wait, there's no money in any of those, is there...?
And as for Bart Stupak, the man who claimed to have GONE THROUGH HELL because of his oh-so-noble stance on abortion, I say go back to whatever slimy rock you climbed out from under and leave the real Americans in peace. You, sir, are exactly the type of politician we do not want in our buildings anymore. You stood up in front of the cameras and said exactly the right things that needed to be said to gain moral support from voters like myself, only to dash our hopes that the people of this country would retain the choices they've enjoyed for so long. Well, I hope you lose sleep every night for the rest of your life you degenerate sack of garbage! Also, I have to wonder, when you're voted out in November, will you enjoy congressional benefits as you've been enjoying them for your duration at Capitol Hill? I doubt it. Congress will be exempt from this monstrosity. Once you're gone, you no longer will be, as your time in congress will be over. You have been SNOWED BIG TIME, good sir.
On a final note, let me just say that those who think they deserve to have everything handed to them on a silver platter are living in a fantasy world. This country did not gain it's independence from the British by ASKING for it. We TOOK that freedom because it was ours by God-given RIGHT. Now it seems we must do so again. Only this time the enemy is from within. Well, soon enough they'll be OUT. Remember, libnuts: elections have consequences.
And, to rub salt in the wound I've just inflicted, allow me to quote John F. Kennedy, the only Democrat who understood what being an American really meant: "Ask not what your country can do for you, but ask what YOU can do for YOUR COUNTRY". Emphasis mine.
Rant over. Must rest to begin battling anew upon the morrow.