Boy, how I wish we could all jump in the "way back" machine together (well, maybe not all of us) and travel back to the heady halcyon days of May 2001 when everyone was bitching about $2 a gallon gasoline and Osama bin Laden was just a rode-hard, put-up-wet, camel humper loping around the mountains of Afghanistan in a dirty bed sheet.
Fast forward to today, where we having raging deficits, out-of-control spending, an ever-growing and seemingly uncontrollable beast known as debt that is virtually impossible to pay off for the next generation or two and it makes the pre-9/11 days seem pretty freaking great, don't it?
Today though, instead of $2 a gallon gas as our main worry, we have other important matters to pay for such as the salaries of imprisoned Palestinian terrorists or jars of piss with a crucifix inside of it (it's art, ya know) or a shrimp running on a treadmill or the fire station that couldn't be built (thanks FEMA!) and lastly, the sidewalk paved (twice) to nowhere.
Washington DC needs to get it's collective and very much empty head out of it's fucking big, fat, entitled ass and get to work on putting this country back on the right track. This is ridiculous!
Dammit, I'm so mad now I cannot even finish this post. Fuck you Washington in your gad-damn donut hole!
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