That’s the welcome side of the equation; loving people is also harder for me than most. But right now I’m having trouble not hating Barack Obama.
Start with the smug mug. Fella, that you just had to go to Iowa with the Republicans there proves you’re as needy and insecure as a little girl. You have to be the center of attention, and when you are you act like it’s no big deal.
You’re a little bitch, Obama. About as far from manly as you could get.
But okay, fine. What’s so important that you had to rush to the heartland to say?
Republicans hate children.
That’s only slightly paraphrased. How does Obama know this? Because of tax breaks for corporate airplanes. Seamless logic, non sequitur, what’s the difference? Of course, those tax breaks were put in by the Democrats as part of their “stimulus”. Damn, those Republicans are sneaky as well as hateful!
His response to the gay marriage thing also enrages me.
Obama demurred. It’s a states-rights issue, he said.
“Each community is going to be different,” Obama said. “Each state is going to be different.”
OMG, now the autocrat of Obamacare discovers the 10th Amendment?! Did he miss the 26 states that are suing to be free of his monster?
And I guess Republican leaders are just going to take it? You guys could go with truthful arguments like “Obama must choose between balancing the budget and further enslaving America’s children”. Too rich for your blood?
Okay, talk tax raises. Specifically, how much is needed to balance Obama’s spending. “The President wants to forego spending cuts and raise taxes instead. Fine. His deficit is $1.5 trillion dollars. Half the country doesn’t pay taxes, nor do children and the aged. So let’s say there are 75,000,000 tax payers.”
“Folks, all we need a $20,000 tax increase on each and every one of you to give Obama what he wants.”
Hey, here’s a proposal. How about a bill requiring anyone trying to raise other people’s taxes to share their own tax records? That’s fair, isn’t it, Barack? Let’s go for the fat cats who try to make others foot the bill. I’m all for it.
Dear Lord, I’m not going to be able to put up with this for seventeen months.