Watch as Democrat Congresswoman Melissa Bean smiling approves her black shirted thug roaming around her "townhall" meeting in Round Lake, Illinois intimidating constituents who want to ask questions. Ole Melissa was really much too busy to speak to the little people for more than a few minutes about important issues, but she had a nice credit counseling presentation lined up for them. When that didn't work she fled. Just getting in practice for November, eh Melissa?
It isn't hard to put one over on this Congress since the Democrat majority doesn't have the faintest idea of what they are voting for, but in the case of Dr. Donald "Death Panel" Berwick, the Congressclowns didn't even get to vote. Obama, our Liar-in-Chief appointed Dr. Donald Berwick to run Medicare and Medicaid in April and the Democrat leadership in the Senate had not even bothered to hold confirmation hearings, but that didn't keep the Kenyan village idiot from blaming mysterious Republican obstructionists and giving the doc a recess appointment.
Of course, there may have been a method to the Donk leadership's dereliction since Dr. Berwick is not exactly a prime candidate. Berwick's claim to fame is that he has a lucrative sinecure running a nonprofit with unknown sources of funding which allows him the leisure to pontificate on how great the appalling British National Health Service is and and how a bit of medical care rationing would sort out Medicare funding problems. That'll sure please the folks back home! I hope Granny and Gramps are feeling OK so that they don't have to get judged by a Berwick death panel any time soon.
Setting aside his moonbat pronouncements, the basic problem is that Berwick has no experience running any sort of large healthcare establishment or insurance program - the only experience he has is running his mouth. Of course that means he would fit right in with the amateurs in the White House, but more sensible people can reasonably question why he is qualified to run the second largest medical insurance program in the world. Besides his willingness to ration medical care to Obama specifications, that is.
And I'm proud to be an American Where at least I know I'm free And I won't forget the men who died Who gave that right to me And I gladly stand up ... next to you and defend her still today Cause there ain't no doubt I love this land God bless the USA
Mormon Tabernacle Choir, "Columbia the Gem of the Ocean"
Thy mandates make heroes assemble, When liberty’s form stands in view; Thy Banners make tyranny tremble, When borne by the red, white and blue.
Toby Keith, "Courtesy of the Red, White, and Blue"
Oh, Justice will be served and the battle will rage. This big dog will fight when you rattle his cage You'll be sorry that you messed with the US of A 'Cuz we'll put a boot in your ass It's the American way.
God bless America and bring confusion to our enemies, both foreign and domestic.
It's hard to believe that Dick Curless has been gone for over 15 years and that my old LP of Dick performing live at the WWVA Wheeling Truck-Driver's Jamboree was recorded nearly 40 years ago. Anyhow, here's some cooling music and photos for a hot day:
Supervisor West also has the unique distinction of being the first Latino/Hispanic American to be elected to the Milwaukee County Board.
Likely the first clown too.
Active in her community, Supervisor West was named the 2004 Hispanic Woman of the Year by UMOS, Inc.
Must have been a shortage of Hispanic Women, but then UMOS seems to be some sort of illegal alien hustle so I guess they would reach out to a fellow hustler.
A committed believer in community service, Supervisor West volunteers for UMOS, Inc. and Mexican Fiesta ....
Maybe ole Peggy is the piƱata at the Mexican Fiesta?
Peggy serves on the Latina Resource Center Advisory Board, Sports Authority Planning Council, Health Care Policy Task Force, Milwaukee Center for Independence Board of Visitors, Kosciuszko Community Center Advisory Board and Esperanza Unida Board of Directors; she is Co-Chair of the Side Side National Night Out Planning Committee as well as the Cesar E. Chavez Drive Advancement Committee. She also serves on the Executive Committee of the Milwaukee Democratic Party.
Now I get it. Piggy Peggy is one of those wise Latinas we hear so much about from the race hustlers in the Democrat Party.
On June 18, 2010, Arizona Republican Senator Jon Kyl told the audience at a North Tempe Tea Party town hall meeting that during a private, one-on-one meeting with President Obama in the Oval Office, the President told him, regarding securing the southern border with Mexico, “The problem is, . . . if we secure the border, then you all won’t have any reason to support ‘comprehensive immigration reform.’” [Audible gasps were heard throughout the audience.] Sen. Kyl continued, “In other words, they’re holding it hostage. They don’t want to secure the border unless and until it is combined with ‘comprehensive immigration reform.’”
Sen. Kyl also said he reminded President Obama that the President and the Congress has an obligation, a duty, to secure the border.
The illegal alien invasion has made large swaths of this country unsafe for citizens, forced honest Americans out of work, plagued us with vast numbers of criminals and criminal gangs, and saddled us with a huge drain on our resources supporting an imported Third World peasant population in the style to which they would like to become accustomed. And the nominal Commander in Chief says we should welcome this invasion force or he won't try to slow the flow? Yeah, Obama is a traitor.
Well I was raised up beneath the shade of a Georgia pine And that's home you know With sweet tea pecan pie and homemade wine Where the peaches grow And my house it's not much to talk about But it's filled with love that's grown in southern ground And a little bit of chicken fried
Cold beer on a Friday night A pair of jeans that fit just right And the radio up Well I've seen the sunrise See the love in my woman's eyes Feel the touch of a precious child And know a mother's love
And its funny how it's the little things in life that mean the most Not where you live what you drive or the price tag on your clothes There's no dollar sign on a piece of mind; this I've come to know So if you agree have a drink with me Raise your glasses for a toast To a little bit of chicken fried
Cold beer on a Friday night A pair of jeans that fit just right And the radio up Well I've seen the sunrise See the love in my woman's eyes Feel the touch of a precious child And know a mother's love
I thank god for my life And for the stars and stripes May freedom forever fly let it ring. Salute the ones who died And the ones that gave their lives so we don`t have to sacrifice All the things we love Like our chicken fried
Congressman Bob Etheridge doesn't mind roughing up a boy, but I wonder how the mean, babbling drunk would do with a man. Find out as he meets the Duke.
Here's another thought - do you think Bob Etheridge just likes to rough up boys or does he do girls too?