As many of you are by now probably aware, President Obama wrote a pitch in the Washington Post for his economic stimulus plan. Like many, I have great reservations about the entire thing, and think the House Dems are quit possibly acting like its winter 1993, which of course brought us the fall election of 1994. If this fails, I want to say to Pelosi, much like The Dude once said to Walter:
Shit! Nancy , you fuck... you fucked it up! You fucked it up! Her life (our economy) was in our hands, man (woman) !
To which I would love for her to reply:
Nothing is fucked here, Dude. Come on, you're being very un-Dude.
The new jobless numbers are out and they are too depressing for me to type. Something has to be done and it needs to be done now or our economy might bleed to death. Of course you could argue that it needs to die, much like the system did in the Soviet Union, and on paper that makes sense. We probably need a 20 year period of hellishness to punish us for all our economic and glutenous sins of yore. But I don't want to live through that...do you?
I don't know the answer, and how could I? The best minds that know the most about this stuff seemingly don't either. But hey, no sympathy for the Devil, right?
Oh well, whatever, nevermind.
I'll see ye at the soup kitchen. Don't forget your spoon.
I'll see ye at the soup kitchen. Don't forget your spoon.
Bon appetit!
PS- Mr. President, we are looking for writers. If you want to communicate with the American people, see the link on the right. Drop us a line, sir...
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