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Birthers, Liars, Obstructionists, and Cynics

It is supposed to snow here for three days.
For that reason, I went out this morning
to blow away the first six or eight inches of it.

I spent the time thinking about the Obama family
jetting off to spend another Christmas vacation
where Barack was born, and I wondered whether
Michelle and the kids actually enjoyed spending
every Christmas in Kenya. 

Sarah Palin thought the charge that she had been named
as the biggest political liar of the year, earning her
"The Pants on Fire" award, so serious that she took the time
to say she was not the biggest liar, which, in politics,
is irrefutable evidence that her pants are on fire.

(I will not say more about that.)

The Senate voted, 60 to 39, for their version of health care.
Thirty-nine Republicans voted.  Not a single one of them
supported even the Senate's lame proposal for reform.
It isn't reform.  It is, at best, an extension of what we have,
with some regulations that insurance companies can work with.

Already, the Republicans are gearing up to oppose
any suggestion that global warming exists, or if it does exist,
that humanly-produced air pollution has anything to do with it,
or if air pollution actually does contribute, that only
socialistic, communistic, and developing nation air is bad.
Our air is the fresh air of a free society, and at worst,
the only pollutants we produce are produced by Democratic
Party politics and by pigs and cows farting in Iowa. 

It is possible that all thirty-nine Senators are that dumb,
or is it that all thirty-nine believe their constituents
are Tea Baggers and insurance and oil companies? 

I do not know whether to shout at the television
when I hear those people, or to grab what little hair I have left
and lean back and howl at the socialists and communists
who have put something into Republican drinking water,
causing them either to get stupid or cynical.

Happy Holidays, Obama family, there in Kenya! 
Maybe next year you can spend the holidays with Michelle's
family for a change, where she was born, in France. 
(Or was that in a Temple, in downtown Salt Lake City?)

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