Death, Taxes & Mandatory Health Insurance


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The Dems are engaged in a fingerpointing yell-a-thon over what they call “misinformation” coming from the right. Yet Obama seems to be dishing out some of his own “misinformation.” Yes, a mandatory health insurance plan is the same thing as a tax, no matter how deftly Obama sidesteps a straight answer on the question. It may even be worse. Will we be told what the actual penalty will be for not having insurance? And all indications are that Obama’s going awfully soft on the pharmaceutical industry, which earns $300 billion in profit a year. For the paltry sum of $8 billion a year Obama has agreed not to seek additional concessions from the pharmaceutical industry including not allowing the government to use it’s enormous purchasing power to negotiate lower prices on the drugs it purchases through Medicare. Why shouldn’t he go just as soft with the insurance industry? The middle class will be forced onto a silver platter and delivered, as a delicious windfall of millions of new customers, to the insurers. That sound you hear is the insurers smacking their lips in anticipation.
And excuse me for asking this, but if the government is so concerned that we all accept responsibility for our health, why is smoking still legal? Woopsie! I forgot about the all powerful tobacco lobby. Obama, put down that cigarette!

Death, Taxes & Mandatory Health Insurance2018-05-12T00:47:48+00:00

Maureen Dowd, Card Shark. Race Card Shark.


Maureen Dowd Raps Joe Wilson's Knuckles

Maureen Dowd Raps Joe Wilson's Knuckles

The title of Mean Maureen’s column today: Rapping Joe’s Knuckles.

If the Senate wants to censor Joe Wilson for calling President Obama a liar, at a joint session of congress, you won’t catch me crying over it. But if we’re going to argue about restoring civility to our public discourse, I hardly think Mean Maureen’s the best candidate for poster child.

For the second time this week (more…)

Maureen Dowd, Card Shark. Race Card Shark.2018-05-12T00:47:48+00:00

Are They Really Great Tits?


I saw this today on the NY Times website. Are there really birds called Great Tits? They must be the most popular birds ever! It’s amazing they’re not an endangered species! You’d think men would have hunted them down until there wasn’t a damn one left!


Are They Really Great Tits?2018-05-12T00:47:48+00:00

Boy, Oh Boy, Maureen! A Recipe For A Smear.


mean-maureenIn her column today, Maureen twists the truth about Congressman Joe Wilson’s outburst during a joint session of Congress, when he yelled at The President, “you lie!” Now don’t get me wrong, I don’t approve of what he did. But he did apologize and the White House accepted his apology.

But Mean Maureen needs a cat-fight to give herself that bloodlust hard-on she lives for. Even a mega-dose of Viagra just doesn’t do it for her bile-rotted genitals anymore. Today’s column could be considered a sequel to last Wednesday’s column “More Rocky, Less Spocky,” in which she exhorts Obama to be less measured  in his dealings with those who disagree with him. That entire column could be distilled into three words – that schoolyard chant you hear when two boneheads with a disagreement, circle each other, while the moron onlookers egg them on with a chant of “Fight! Fight! Fight!”

She takes three facts about Wilson;

1. He belonged to the Sons of Confederate Veterans.
2. He led a campaign to fly the Confederate flag above the S.C. Capitol building in 2000.
3. He did not believe the claim of a black woman who said she was Strom Thurmond’s daughter. As it turned out, she was his daughter. Dowd isn’t clear at what point he disbelieved her claim. Was it when she first made the claim or after the DNA test? That’s kind of important, no?
From there she makes the outrageous leap, stating as fact, that Joe Wilson was not really saying: “you lie!’”  She claims he is really saying “you lie ‘boy.’” There she goes, whipping out the race card. It doesn’t matter that he never said any such thing. If Mean Maureen says it’s so, then it must be so! The fish-netted dominatrix of the NY Times cracked her whip, and truth bent over at her command and pulled down its pants! (more…)

Boy, Oh Boy, Maureen! A Recipe For A Smear.2018-05-12T00:47:48+00:00