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No Compassionate Conservative Tears For John Murtha (1932-2010) February 8, 2010

I cannot tell a lie.  When I heard the news of the death of John Murtha (D-PA) after complications from gall bladder surgery,  I did not have one moment of concern. Quite honestly,  what did come to mind was Murtha’s words describing his own constituents as “rednecks” during the 2008 presidential campaign.

There’s still folks that have a problem voting for someone because they are black. This whole area, years ago, was really redneck.–John Murtha

Comments like the one above are what made me despise the race baiting and sparring between the high brow liberal elites and so called “Joe Six Pack” common folk.   If you initially refused to vote for Barack Obama , John Murtha and the Democrats were going to white guilt you all the way to your local polling station.

My second response to the death of Murtha involves his lack of respect for our troops fighting in the Iraq war.  Listening to Mutha’s  hasty remarks in  May 2006 branding  a squad of Marines who stormed a house in Haditha, Iraq  after a roadside bomb attack  as “cold blooded killers”  it was hard to believe that Murtha, a military veteran himself would utter such things before an official investigation was launched.

Still we mush honor the lives of the dead and I would like to included an interesting except from Vanity Fair magazine December 2006.  A simple Proust questionnaire which shows the Murtha behind the controversial remarks.  As we on the right wonder what will become of his vacant House seat, we can only be amused by such light hearted trivia before the ensuing political hailstorm.


What is your idea of perfect happiness?
Good health.

What is your greatest fear?
I fear for the future of our country because of the direction this administration is taking us in with the debacles in Iraq. We’ve lost our credibility around the world, and our young people are going to have to foot the bill for this war well into the future.

Which historical figure do you most identify with?
Teddy Roosevelt as president: “Speak softly and carry a big stick.” Tip O’Neill as Speaker of the House: “All politics is local.”

Which living person do you most admire?
The wounded troops I visit almost every week in the hospitals. These young veterans inspire me because of their immense courage, their dedication to their country, and the obstacles they overcome every day.

What is the trait you most deplore in yourself?

What is the trait you most deplore in others?

What is your favorite journey?
I’ve been all over the world during my 32 years in Congress, but my favorite trip is traveling back and forth from Washington to my district, in western Pennsylvania. I enjoy the solitude and peacefulness of the beautiful countryside. The real beauty of the trip comes during the fall months, when the leaves change their hues.

What do you consider the most overrated virtue?
Reticence: the unwillingness to speak out when you feel it’s the right thing to do.

Which living person do you most despise?
I can’t imagine taking the time to actually despise anyone.

Which words or phrases do you most overuse?
I say yes too often.

What is your greatest regret?
I have no regrets. I always look ahead.

When and where were you happiest?
I enjoy every day.

What is your current state of mind?
I love my job.

If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?
I’m comfortable with who I am. I try to use my God-given resources to the best of my ability every day.

What do you consider your greatest achievement?
Yet to come …

What is your most treasured possession?
I have several: the letters and memorabilia I’ve been given over the years by people I’ve helped, my great-grandfather’s Civil War hat, two golf clubs President Clinton gave me on January 19, 2001—his very last day in office.

What is your most marked characteristic?
Early in my career, I used to sit by myself on the floor of the House to learn policies and procedures. Wilbur Mills, former chairman of the Ways and Means Committee, asked me why I was always by myself and what I was doing. When I told him, he gave me two pieces of advice that I’ve tried to live by and that I’ve become known for: specialize in one area, and always keep your word.

What is the quality you most like in a man?

Who are your favorite writers?
Leo Tolstoy, Winston Churchill, and David McCullough.

Who is your favorite hero of fiction?
Winston Churchill. He just couldn’t have been real.

What is it that you most dislike?
Exploitation, mischaracterization, and weakness.

What is your motto?
“Live every day to the fullest.”


And this little Donkey Went “Wee wee wee” all the way home… January 22, 2010

Scott Brown’s win last Tuesday night, represents the epitome of America’s continuing on again off again relationship with the Democratic Party.  The rise and fall of the DNC.

Conservative experts in the study of the rise and fall of the jackass find that root of the problem lies with the common human error of forgetfulness …

From this article at by conservative columnist  Ann Coulter:

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That Old Obama Magic is Back

by Ann Coulter

Wednesday, January 20, 2010

Democrats are trying to write off Brown’s colossal victory as the standard seesawing of public sentiment that hits both Republicans and Democrats from time to time. As MSNBC’s Chris Matthews explained, it was just the voters saying “no” generally, but not to anything in particular.

Except when Republicans win political power, they hold onto it long enough to govern. The Democrats keep being smacked down by the voters immediately after being elected and revealing their heinous agenda.

As a result, for the past four decades, American politics has consisted of Republicans controlling Washington for eight to 14 years — either from the White House or Capitol Hill — thus allowing Americans to forget what it was they didn’t like about Democrats, whom they then carelessly vote back in. The Democrats immediately remind Americans what they didn’t like about Democrats, and their power is revoked at the voters’ first possible opportunity.

Obama has cut the remembering-what-we-don’t-like-about-Democrats stage of this process down from two to four years to about 10 months. Folks, I’m convinced that if we all work really hard, we can get it down to three months.

Four years of Jimmy Carter gave us two titanic Reagan landslides, peace and prosperity for eight blessed years — and even a third term for his feckless vice president, George H.W. Bush.

Two years of Bill Clinton gave us a historic Republican sweep of Congress, which killed the entire Clinton agenda (with the exception of partial-birth abortion and felony obstruction of justice) — and also gave us two terms for George W. Bush.

And now, merely one year of Obama and a Democratic Congress has given us the first Republican senator from Massachusetts in 31 years.

In other recent news, last November, New Jersey voters, who haven’t voted for a Republican for president since 1988, threw out their incumbent Democratic governor, Jon Corzine. In Virginia, which Obama carried by 6 points a year earlier, a religious-right Republican won the governor’s office by 17 points.

Sen. Ben Nelson, Democrat of Nebraska, won his last election in 2006 by 28 points — the largest margin for a Democratic Senate candidate in that state in a quarter-century.

Since voting for the Senate health care bill last Christmas, the once-bulletproof Sen. Nelson not only gets booed out of Omaha pizzerias, but he has also seen his job approval rating fall to 42 percent and his disapproval rating soar to 48 percent. (Meanwhile, the junior senator from Nebraska, Mike Johanns, who voted against the bill, has a job approval rating of 63 percent.)

The Democrats have no natural majority because they have no fundamental principles — at least none that they are willing to state out loud. They are like a drunken vagrant who emerges from the alley to cause havoc every few years. They are the perpetual toothache of American politics.

To be sure, the fact that 52 percent of Massachusetts voters are racist, sexist tea-baggers — i.e., voted for a Republican — means only that the Democrats just went from having the largest congressional majority in a generation to the second largest. But this was “Teddy Kennedy’s seat.” And it was in Massachusetts.

Now, no Democrat is safe.

But the country just got a lot safer.

Ann is right. Things are all grave (pun intended) for the Democrats because they just can’t help themselves without alienating every sane, pragmatic and logical being on the planet.

What goes up always comes down to their inevitable  loss due to their uncanny ability to disappoint people. I know this.

I used to sleep with the party of ass.  I was the wife, mother and child of my now sworn enemy.

During my time as a liberal, I spent many nights cursing at a seemingly endless chronology of television screens which broadcast harmless electoral college maps into my home.  Maps of America all lit up in Republican red. The color of Nancy Regan’s suit and hair and lipstick.  The color of rich people and success.

“Pretenders” is the word my mother used to describe people who were Republicans that were not rich.

“They (farmers) vote for Republicans because they want to pretend they are rich like other white people,” she said visibly disappointed with the results of the 1988 election.

She wanted Michael Dukakis.

She did not care that on the inside she was a Christian that believed all gays and lesbians were sinners.   It was the outside that mattered.  Wearing skin of the donkeys was always about the government doing what they could for her family as blacks.  Though never outspoken on the issue of abortion, mother was pro-life- belittling my aunt for having three abortions in under two years.  That same aunt would later describe  my deceased mother as the most racist woman she had ever met.

“That woman (my mother) was so racist,” my aunt said while discussing her sister during a time when we were feeling a bit guilty about her untimely passing. ” She hated Mexicans and–“

“Jews,”  I inserted flatly.

“Whenever your brother got in trouble in grammar school, if a black teacher did the scolding, it was okay but if the teacher was white…oh boy your momma would raise some hell up in that school…saying how they didn’t understand or know how to teach black kids…No body wanted to say nuthin’ to your brother cause they knew your momma would be up there at the school like–“

“It was embarrassing,”  I said.  Young Afrocity had also been a  recipient of mother’s undying protection against racist teachers.  “She would do the same at my school.  One teacher treated me like I had leprosy after one of mom’s visits. She cursed him out in front of the PTA…Funny how she could do that without one moment’s thought but when it came to getting a job to feed me…well that was another story.”

“Boy she hated Mexicans when she was in Texas,” my aunt went fast forward to my mother’s last years in Houston.

“Yes, she did,” I nodded.

“She wanted America to only have real Americans, no migrants, especially Mexicans…’Whey does this country help foreigners like those Chinese and Mexicans better than they treat their own black peoples who worked as slaves.’  your momma would say…America needs to help Americans.”

We were both silent. This conversation was deep cleansing for both of us.

“Yes, she loved America,” I said. “Perhaps she would have been a Republican, had she not been a black woman,”  I laughed loudly, though it still did not shake my feeling of loss.

The loss of seeing her as a whole woman with a job and goals beyond waiting for a monthly welfare check from Uncle Sam.

I will always wonder.

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They Shoot Jackasses, Don’t They? July 22, 2009

Donkey CliffI told them that electing Barack Obama as president was not without consequences.  For most of this year, we have seen the mainstream media dancing on the freshly dug grave of the Republican Party. Imagine Chris Matthews and Nancy Pelosi happily shoveling dirt.  “Let’s make it 12 feet deep, rather than 6 – just to be certain that the elephant bastards don’t rise from the dead.”  Some Democrats were nice enough to send phony sympathy cards.

Dear GOP,

Sorry for your loss. We are really concerned about the direction you are taking. Are you OK? Do you need anything? How unfortunate that you missed that bipartisan congressional talk on unified health care.  We  invited you (cough) really we did.  Thought we heard a faint knock on the door. Was that you?

Your Pal,  the DNC

The media attempt to show concern over the Republican Party served as cover for their efforts to destroy it. The success of Barack Obama and the Democrats were pursued through rose coloring events and what I call “collective media-nesia”. Stories such as the Air Force One photo op fiasco in New York City, Obama’s sketchy firing of Inspector General Gerald Walpin, and Nancy Pelosi’s obvious lies about the CIA and torture briefings somehow got lost in the shuffle of important news about Obama’s first Easter egg roll, and Michelle Obama’s wonderful attire. Obama’s popularity soared and there was no end in sight to liberal rule.

suicideMany of these sign-offs on the Republican Party were unfortunately met with infighting. Elephant against RINO. Arlen Spector (D-PA) made an ass of himself literally. Olympia Snow (R-Maine) froze her fellow, more conservative Republicans out. Rush Limbaugh was crowned the “leader of the Republican Party, who wanted Obama to fail”.  Bobby Jindal went down in flames during a GOP response to an Obama address.  Sex scandals in Nevada, Gov. Mark Sanford’s (R-SC) adulterous involvement with an Argentine spicy tomato, Sarah Palin’s resignation. What more could happen to the Grand Old Party?

Well not much.  There is a point where the only place to go is up.  If there is one thing I learned when I was a liberal, it was never underestimate the GOP. You kick them down, they come back stronger than ever.  Liberal success is usually based on superficial victories, nothing that stands the test of time. So you elected the first African American President of the United States.

Big Whoop.

So you passed the stimulus bill.

Want a cookie?

assThese are the victories that would send Nancy Pelosi and her company of jackasses into a state of liberal euphoria.  But remember Stephen King’s novel The Shining? While the ghouls of the Overlook Hotel were dancing there was something they had forgot and the hotel blows up.

A Kodak moment rarely shows what is going on in reality.  This is one reason why I endured the many months of liberal gloating with reserve.  Any liberal victory is often short-lived because they have a way of fucking up like no one else.  Like Kennedy, Johnson,  Carter and Clinton, they usually leave office in death or shame.  They are like the alcoholic that gets it together with a three month sober chip and a relieved spouse, only to lose the job because they were caught smoking weed in boys room.

So I was never worried about the Republican Party.

Obama’s poll numbers are down. He is not a centrist and slap my black bottom, I even overheard several African Americans discussing his failure to help blacks.  It was difficult for me to resist the temptation of asking them, when did Barack Obama ever help anyone besides himself? Was he a centrist as a senator?  No.  The Democrats habits will always be associated with spending in excess, class warfare, cutting valuable defense programs  and taxing the balls off every man.  That blue state blood runs in their veins.  Obama and the liberals can buy 2,000,ooo yoga mats with stimulus money and they will never channel their inner centrist.

The only Democrat who came close was William Jefferson Clinton and that was after he was diluted by a Republican Congress and enlisted the help of Dick Morris.  Now Dick Morris is showing how that grave the Democrats were digging for the Republicans, may actually be useful for their own corpse. Death by suicide.


July 22, 2009

Are the Dems Suicidal?
by Dick Morris and Eileen McGann

If the Democrats obey Obama’s commands and pass health-care reform legislation by the August recess, they will be committing partisan suicide, akin to lemmings going over the cliff en mass. Obama’s insistence that we completely make over our health-care system — and that we do it two weeks after the first bill was marked up in the first committee — is too arrogant by half. It smacks of the same kind of overreaching as doomed FDR’s second term in 1937 after his landslide victory in 1936, when he proposed to pack the Supreme Court to reverse their anti-New Deal rulings…

The more word gets around about what the bill contemplates, the firmer opposition is going to become. That’s why Obama wants to push it through now, while he still has some popularity left.

…There are some votes that live on and on. They don’t go away. People remember. From the time Bush Sr. passed the Kuwait resolution for military action against Saddam Hussein until Bush Jr.’s Iraq War began to go south in 2004, the gold standard for an appropriate attitude on national defense and security policy was how one voted on the Kuwait war resolution.

Can’t say we didn’t warn him.

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