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Entitlement Ramblings

In a shocking new demonstration of bipartisan cooperation, Congress has unveiled its newest program for the country.  While the program is the brainchild of Tea Party candidates Billy Joe Oilmoney and Rob R. Barron VI, Democrats have also rallied behind the proposed legislation to reform retirement.

“We see this plan as the opportunity to save America,” said Theodore Bluedog III, a Democrat from New York.  “We’ve come to see that since the parties can’t agree on healthcare reform or taxation, this program gives us the opportunity to fix most of our glaring issues in one fell swoop.”

In all my years as a political journalist, I’ve never seen witnessed such bi-partisan support for anything, so I sat down with Representatives Oilmoney and Barron to discuss the program.

“Well, like all good programs, it’s rooted in common sense,” Billy Joe Oilmoney stated.  “The program won’t cost taxpayers nothing, and it reduces big government spending.  What more could people ask for?”

“We also believe that this piece of legislation allows Americans to get back from the system what they’ve earned.  It’s fair for everyone,” Rob R. Barron VI added.  “We’ve entered a new era for America, an era free from handouts.”

Impressed by their fervor, I rushed to the private sector to get I finger on the pulse of how corporate America was receiving the news.  I hurried to Minneapolis to speak with Iwanna Getindempokets to get the healthcare perspective.

“Glory to God!” he shouted upon hearing the news.  “My daughter’s dream may come true yet!”

Next, I scrambled to California to speak with Dr. Jen TouchyFeely to find out how academia was receiving the new program.

“We’ve convened a sub-committee to review the emotional impact this legislation will have on field mice in Rhode Island,” she said.  “As long as the rodents aren’t negatively impacted by it, we see no reason to oppose this plan.  In fact, most of us in education are already following this practice.”

Then, I called William Joseph Cartwright III, conservative blogger from South Carolina and Tea Party activist, to see if the Tea Party was pleased with the results of their fear-mongering to win the election.

“You know, my great-great grandfather, who started his business with only one rinky-dink slave trading block but retired having sold more slaves than any other human trafficker in history, would once again be proud of this country.  This was his vision of how the country should run.  Damn, it’s good to be an American.”

Apologizing for his emotions getting the better of him, he excused himself and hung up, so I then called Cletus McOnetooth to see how the rank-and-file Tea Partiers were receiving the new legislation.

“Well, I just finished watching wrastlin, so I ain’t turned on Fox News yet,” Cletus said.  “I reckon Glenn’ll tell me how I feel about it.”

Not wanting to miss the unveiling of this historic legislation, I scampered back to Washington and arrived just in time to see Oilmoney, Barron, and Bluedog on the steps of Congress.  I swelled with pride at the thought of our nation pulling together for a common cause, Democrats and Republicans showing a united front.

“Back when my great-great-great-grandfather, Rob R. Barron Sr. was working Chinamen to death to build the railroad,” Barron VI proclaimed, his voice tinged with emotion.  “He dreamed of this day.  My fellow Americans, here is your new retirement plan.”

All three men pulled a string to draw back the drapes covering up the logo for America’s new step forward:

Work Until to Drop Dead, You Ungrateful Peasants

Thunderous applause erupted from the crowd of Senators, Representatives, and Tea Party volunteers.

“The productive members of this society are no longer encumbered with the burden of caring for the lazy workers.  My great-great-great-grandfather worked harder than theirs to steal land from savages and break the backs of laborers.  He was a shining example of how this country should run and how it WILL run in the future.”

“And let me just add,” interjected Theodore Bluedog III.  “My great-great-grandfather did a better job of exploiting child labor in his sweatshop, so I’m entitled to this office.  No longer will our beaches and ski slopes be encumbered with the throngs of retirees who think a lifetime of making us money entitles them to relax at the end.  Once again, retirement is the realm of the elite.”

The crowd roared in applause, and there wasn’t a dry eye on the steps of Congress.

“Next up,” Billy Joe Oilmoney said.  “We’re gonna reform education.  We’re tired of all this book-learning polluting the minds of the lazy workers.  We’re gonna build an education system free from the shackles of reading and writing.  God bless this great nation.”

And in that manner, our “new” leadership shall restore America to a bright and prosperous future in the global economy.

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Veterans’ Day Ramblings – Thankful #11

I’m thankful for one veteran in particular.  This person impacted at least two generations of Americans and embodies all that is great about our nation.  This marine served proudly and with distinction for five years, and while that may not sound like a long enlistment to some, his contribution still resounds across our culture from the Chesapeake Bay to the Golden Gate Bridge.

That marine of course is Gomer Pyle, USMC.

Yes, Gomer has brought the reality of veterans everywhere into our living rooms for forty-five years, and without him, our great nation wouldn’t enjoy the freedoms we have today.  Thank you, Gomer, and Sgt. Carter and Duke Slater for keeping us safe.  We appreciate and honor your service to this nation.

And before the hate mail starts pouring in, of course, I’m only joking.  To all of my friends and relatives who have served in our armed forces, thank you for allowing me the opportunity to write my silly blog and enjoy my day-to-day life.  I respect you all and your service.  Thank you.

Also, happy Armistice Day.  Let’s not forget the foundation of our current Veterans’ Day, which was the armistice to end WW I.

Tolerance Ramblings

After Pastor Jim Swilley came out of the closet in front of his congregation in Georgia, I received a phone call from Hal Golightly, a fashion designer in New York City and a regular on Bravo’s “Real Gay Fashion Designers Catfights.”  It seems that Pastor Swilley has inspired Hal to come forward with a confession of his own.  Since the Jew-run, liberal media won’t cover these kinds of stories, I agreed to meet him at an undisclosed location for a covert interview.

“The truth is” Hal began, his real dialect nothing like his on-screen persona. “I’m not really gay.  I just pretend to be gay to fit in with the fashion industry.”

Shocked at such a bold admission, I sat silently, unsure of my next question.

“I’m tired of living a lie.  People expect fashion designers to be gay and act like drama queens and watch Sex and the City reruns, but I’m straight.”  Tears began streaming down his face, and he looked as if a heavy weight had been lifted from his shoulders.  “My real name is Billy Joe McOnetooth, and I’m first cousins with Cletus.  That’s why I came to you.  I want people to know that fashion designers and choreographers and professional soccer players don’t have to be gay.  Straight men can perform in these jobs just as well as gay men.  In fact, some of the best in each profession are secretly heterosexual.”

Shocked and dismayed by this outlandish claim, I asked him to give specific examples, but he politely refused, except for Richard Simmons.  He was adamant that Simmons is secretly a heterosexual man with a fetish for Japanese women.  We concluded our interview, and I set out for Ellis Chapel, Arkansas to meet with Cletus and discuss his cousin’s situation.

“You mean to tell me that Billy Joe ain’t a queer folk?” Cletus said, scratching his head.

I explained as well as I could that it was all an act to fit in at soirees and on TV.

“Well, what about the time me and him was down by the creek experimenting with our sexuality?  Don’t that count for queeredness?”

“I was never down by any creek with my cousin, Cletus,”  Hal responded via voicemail.  “He’s mixed me up with someone else.”

“That weren’t Billy Joe I was having anal sex with?  Well, then, who the hell was it?” Cletus asked, a fearful expression on his brow.  “I mean having sex with your gay cousin is one thing, but a stranger?  Folks around here don’t cotton with that.  Looky here, I gotta get down to the Tea Party meeting.  We gotta help them big corporations get back to wiping out the middle class so that my children and grand-children can be safe from them socialists.  I don’t have time to sit around here talking about them queer folks.”

With that, Cletus ran out of the room, leaving me to ponder whether or not Richard Simmons really leads a double life.

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