Republicans were given the high hard one this week after losing the battle over health care. While I have my own complex thoughts on health care reform (like how the bill actually helps anybody with insurance avoid the possibility of bankruptcy) I was pleased to read the grandiose ramblings of crazy people as they dreamt of a world in which Tea Party hillbillies would march to civil war from Sarah Palin’s pussy, presumably while country music blared and American flags flapped from the hoods of oversized pickup trucks. I say Sarah Palin’s “pussy” because that’s only place where something so retarded could emerge from. In reality, a couple boys down at the Piggy Wiggly got themselves into the moonshine and decided to dance, and that’s about it.
But honestly, I could’ve gone either way. The only thing as amusing as a wimpering Democrat is a blowhard Republican, and I spent enough years under Bush’s watch witnessing the former. But the added benefit of a Republican sob-fest is knowing that scared old people will soon die believing that the America they knew is being slowly destroyed and that the course of their “greatest generation” ended in total failure. Let me tally up why I find that amusing…
A few things; if you believe that fiscal responsibility and restrained moral behavior are the ethos on which the American people will be sparked to wild revolution, you clearly don’t know shit about the American people. In fact, you should probably take up Islam and move back to Iraq. American revolutions revolve around fast cars, tasty new beverages, and tits. If your beliefs don’t involve any of those three, then mister, keep walking.
Second, I don’t give a fuck about our children. This argument has never worked on me because I don’t have kids. And if I did have kids, they should be so lucky that we put up with the level of bullshit we deal with on a daily basis and still found it within ourselves to allow them life instead of using Obama’s bill to pay for that abortion that would make Hawaii a lot easier this year. And if our kids are really that upset, they can take solace in the fact that their great-grandma fought hard for their future, even as she took from it in Medicaid payments for which she never worked a day in her life.
And last; I don’t care if over the course of 20 years a health bill causes this country to slowly submerge itself into uncontrollable debt and we become a third-world nation. I’ll just move somewhere else. There are still moving trucks in this farcical doomsday scenario, correct?