This blog of October 25, 2009 is worth revisiting, although this seems like eons ago...
Birk, Commonsensetarian, Citizen of the Republic, Mob of One. In the buff, ruff, tuff and takin' no guff.
PS: Here's my favorite poem. I think it is the harbinger of things to come for my arrogant and condescending President Barack Hussein Obama, it's an O-man omen for our own O-man.
by Percy Bysshe Shelley
I met a traveler from an antique land
Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed;
And on the pedestal these words appear:
“My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look upon my works, ye Mighty, and despair!”
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.
Obama says, "The BP Gulf Oil spill is a disaster of unparalled proportions."
I say, "So were the last Presidential and Congessional elections."
Thank God, unless martial law is declared, we can plug the outflow of cash mess with the elections of 2010 and 2012 and, start the clean-up and damage to the USA right away.
See you in the voting line...or the Gulag.