I have just had a horrible thought!
It is probably Ron Paul's turn to become the next favorite Republican candidate for the presidency. That is not my horrible thought. Ron Paul is a decent, albeit hopeless politician, representing the Libertarian urge of the Republican Party: you know, as little government as possible; as much "you are on your own" as possible. People probably deserve what they get, or don't get. He deserves a turn.
Donald Trump had a turn, hair and all. He said Barack Obama
was from Kenya, and that the facts of Obama's birth in Hawaii were a lie.
That is pretty thin stuff to shape a free world on.
Michele Bachmann had a turn. Michele is a church lady from Minnesota
who has heard from God, personally, that she would make a great president.
She also heard that George Washington and Thomas Jefferson
did not own slaves, but you can't believe everything you hear!!
Can you?
Rich Perry came up from west Texas and allowed as how
he would make a common sense president because he was from Texas.
Texas, he said, had done well on stoop labor, and frequent executions.
Texas could serve as an example to the nation from Texas to Oklahoma,
and from the Atlantic to . . . the other side over there.
Herman Cain had his turn. Herman sings gospel songs about pizza,
and stands for 666 or 999, or whatever it is, and you should not believe
a single word any of those single women said about him. His wife doesn't.
Newt Gingrich, who is our National Historian and Happy Tiffany's salesman,
only wants Callista to be happy, and for all the rest of us to be
as happy as Callista is. Newt should not threaten us like that!
It is just about time to turn our attention to Ron Paul. Fair is fair!
He has been waiting in line. He will advocate privatizing public
drinking fountains, and publicizing the right to do without Social Security
and universal health care, because he has done pretty well, you know?
What scares the heck out of me is that Rick Santorum might be next!
Oh, Lordy, Lordy! Jesus in a blue suit! Rick talks to the Old Testament.
His political positions are only a bit to the right of the most fundamentalists.
He and Michele Bachmann can decide who will be the VP by arm-wrestling
over gays, and abortion, and which one God really loves most.
But Mitt Romney will probably be the nominee, even if Rick gets
his fifteen minutes of fame first. Twenty-five percent of Republicans
love Mitt Romney. That isn't quite a majority, but if you add to that
the twenty-five percent who love what Mitt used to say, you are
already up to a fifty percent approval rating. Anyway, he promised
us that he would personally prevent Iran from getting nuclear weapons.
I wish Ronald Reagan were still alive. He said that in times like these,
when all hell might break loose, we should just dig a hole in our back yards
and pull an old back door over us to avoid the fallout.
Sarah, where are ya?
It is probably Ron Paul's turn to become the next favorite Republican candidate for the presidency. That is not my horrible thought. Ron Paul is a decent, albeit hopeless politician, representing the Libertarian urge of the Republican Party: you know, as little government as possible; as much "you are on your own" as possible. People probably deserve what they get, or don't get. He deserves a turn.
Donald Trump had a turn, hair and all. He said Barack Obama
was from Kenya, and that the facts of Obama's birth in Hawaii were a lie.
That is pretty thin stuff to shape a free world on.
Michele Bachmann had a turn. Michele is a church lady from Minnesota
who has heard from God, personally, that she would make a great president.
She also heard that George Washington and Thomas Jefferson
did not own slaves, but you can't believe everything you hear!!
Can you?
Rich Perry came up from west Texas and allowed as how
he would make a common sense president because he was from Texas.
Texas, he said, had done well on stoop labor, and frequent executions.
Texas could serve as an example to the nation from Texas to Oklahoma,
and from the Atlantic to . . . the other side over there.
Herman Cain had his turn. Herman sings gospel songs about pizza,
and stands for 666 or 999, or whatever it is, and you should not believe
a single word any of those single women said about him. His wife doesn't.
Newt Gingrich, who is our National Historian and Happy Tiffany's salesman,
only wants Callista to be happy, and for all the rest of us to be
as happy as Callista is. Newt should not threaten us like that!
It is just about time to turn our attention to Ron Paul. Fair is fair!
He has been waiting in line. He will advocate privatizing public
drinking fountains, and publicizing the right to do without Social Security
and universal health care, because he has done pretty well, you know?
What scares the heck out of me is that Rick Santorum might be next!
Oh, Lordy, Lordy! Jesus in a blue suit! Rick talks to the Old Testament.
His political positions are only a bit to the right of the most fundamentalists.
He and Michele Bachmann can decide who will be the VP by arm-wrestling
over gays, and abortion, and which one God really loves most.
But Mitt Romney will probably be the nominee, even if Rick gets
his fifteen minutes of fame first. Twenty-five percent of Republicans
love Mitt Romney. That isn't quite a majority, but if you add to that
the twenty-five percent who love what Mitt used to say, you are
already up to a fifty percent approval rating. Anyway, he promised
us that he would personally prevent Iran from getting nuclear weapons.
I wish Ronald Reagan were still alive. He said that in times like these,
when all hell might break loose, we should just dig a hole in our back yards
and pull an old back door over us to avoid the fallout.
Sarah, where are ya?
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