I've caught part of the Republican President candidates last night. It was interesting, but like all before, it was another scripted show with the contenders, standing in makeup, posturing and answering the questions from self described experts who formulated the questions to show their intelligence.
I wonder how they would answer my questions:
What are you going to do about the no-ass congress members that abused their power, wasted taxpayer money and will live the rest of their lives on my dime?
Will you turn the dogs loose on the former administration and find where the bodies are buried?
Will you fly around in a small airplane, instead of wasting millions of dollars to fly a Boeing 757 around like a taxi?
Will you tell every S.O.B. that's in charge of every agency to cut their staff and budget by 50%?
Since you'll make a million on your memoirs, will you refuse a salary and pension?
Will you tell the rest of the world we aren't their parents and they need to take care of their own problems?
When it comes down to brass tacks, will you have the nerve to send the military to kick some ass?
I have a lot of questions. I have the feeling they'll all remain unanswered.
In Case You've Wondered
My blog is where my wandering thoughts are interspersed with stuff I made up. So, if while reading you find yourself confused about the context, don't feel alone. I get confused, too.
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One other thing: sometimes I write words you refuse to use in front of children, or polite company, unless you have a flat tire, or hit your thumb with a hammer.
I don't use them to offend; I use them to embellish.