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What Old White Men Do


There is, still, a big problem with unemployment.  
Our bridges and highways need a lot of work.
Our schools are about 20th compared to other nations.
We are crippling college graduates with debt payments. 
Congress hasn't passed an actual budget since Moses or Hoover.

And what do Republicans do?  Regulate women's vaginas!

People are angry at government.  

So what do Republicans do about that?  Try to make it difficult for people to vote!

The Republican Party gerrymanders voting districts.  It finds really clever ways to make Hispanics second-class residents when simply throwing them out does not work.  The Party dismisses young people.  It harrasses Black voters.  As George Carlin said almost twenty years ago, it treats women like brood mares.  It defends fertilized eggs except when the eggs are chickens, and acts as if newborn babies are quite tough enough to provide their own daycare and pre-school education.  

But mostly, Republican politicians demonstrate enormous concern for women's vaginas, and what women do with them.  The champions of less government invent new ways to regulate what women do with their vaginas.  Women, they believe, need help and guidance from old White men and fundamentalist preachers.  

It is disgusting.
Simply disgusting.  

The reason why so many old White men are disgusted with government is because of what so many old White men think about, and try to do, when they are elected to government.   

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