Thursday, July 5, 2012

Right Jabs For July 5, 2012

Politics is not a playground, it’s a battlefield.  Here’s the news you can use from conservative bloggers, not the corporate-controlled stenographers from Central Planning.

Six minutes and sixteen seconds of utter, outrageous ignorance.

An increasing number of those on the progressive left would like to dispense with the Declaration (of Independence). They would like to move it off the stage, into the shadows…

We paid $12 million for this steaming pile of horse puckies, people.


Who knows, but there will be some shiny object flashing in the eyes of the media within 72 hours.

Change is hard when change is ill-conceived.

…I think I once actually thought we were free, and slowly but surely I realized the illusion of liberty was the curtain of Oz and just like the tale, we aren’t supposed to peel that curtain back. Unfortunately, unlike Dorothy with her traveling band of truth seekers, the man behind the curtain isn’t a cute, cuddly, benevolent old man who resembles our kindly uncle. Behind the curtain, is the great and devouring leviathan, its hour come round at last, now slouching towards Bethlehem to be born.




The “Free Riders” who didn’t want to pay into the empire won the day, but hardly anyone in the crowds heading toward the Hudson remembers what the day is about. The denizens of public housing, who are the true “Free Riders”, certainly don’t. They are getting a free ride on everything from food to housing, but the free ride comes from the taxpayers that Pelosi and Obama damn as “Free Riders”. And the only way to keep their free ride going is by ending everyone else’s freedom.

“There’s already 13,000 pages of regulations, and they’re not even done yet.”

…during a ceremony for people who came here legally, joined the military legally, and were fast tracked for citizenship, Obama just had to speak out and say we should give those who came here illegally the same chance. Pathetic.

 Politicians of all stripes have conspired to bring us to this brink of disaster.

Two lives go in, only one comes out.  Most of the time we call that murder.


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