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I do not like these dirty crooks, or how they lie and cook the books.

I do not like when Congress steals,

I do not like their secret deals.

I do not like this speaker Nan,

I do not like this ‘YES WE CAN!’

I do not like this spending spree,

I’m not dumb, I know that nothing’s free,

I do not like your smug replies, when we complain about your lies.

I do not like this kind of hope.

I do not like it. nope, nope, nope!

Congressman Bob Etheridge (D-SC2) assaults a student journalist on the sidewalk in Washington. Posted on June 14th, 2010 after the incident occurred the previous week.

It is no doubt that journalists can be obnoxious and it probably happens to congressmen often. I can understand being annoyed by their questions, but it is no excuse for such conduct. In this case a simple “no comment” would have been appropriate. This is an outrageous abuse of power and authority and should result in criminal charges. This sort of action has no place in a democratic society and especially from someone who is supposed to be one of our representatives.

Etheridge did issue an apology on Monday after the video “went viral” on the internet. However, it is not enough for our representatives to apologize for their mistakes once they realize they have been “caught on camera.” His apology can be found here: http://www.cbsnews.com/8301-503544_162-20007604-503544.html

We should expect and demand better from our representatives. I sincerely doubt that his colleagues will hold him to task for this as they have stacked their ethics panel with people who regularly ignore ethics violations even among their leadership. Since congress likely will do nothing at the very least this guy should be fired by the good people of South Carolina’s 2nd district.

Viewers may better understand this clip if you knew the original poem upon which this is based – “Casey at the Bat” by Ernest Thayer – often considered one of baseball’s greatest writings.

I was in my neighborhood restaurant this morning and was seated behind a group of jubilant individuals celebrating the successful passing of the recent health care bill. I could not finish my breakfast. This is what ensued:

They were a diverse group of several races and both sexes. I heard the young man exclaim, “Isn’t Obama like Jesus Christ? I mean, after all, he is healing the sick.” The young woman enthusiastically proclaimed, “Yeah, and he does it for free. I cannot believe anyone would think that a free market would work for health care. They are all crooks and thieves and don’t deserve all of that money.” Another said, ‘The stupid Republicans want us all to starve to death so they can inherit all of the power. Obama should be made a Saint for what he did for those of us less fortunate.” At this, I had had enough.

I arose from my seat, mustering all the restraint I could find, and approached their table. “Please excuse me; may I impose upon you for one moment?” They smiled and welcomed me to the conversation. I stood at the end of their table, smiled as best I could and began an experiment.

“I would like to give one of you my house. It will cost you no money and I will pay all of the expenses and taxes for as long as you live there. Anyone interested?” They looked at each other in astonishment. “Why would you do something like that?” asked a young man, “There isn’t anything for free in this world.” They began to laugh at me, as they did not realize this man had just made my point. “I am serious, I will give you my house for free, no money what so ever. Anyone interested?” In unison, a resounding “Hell Yeah” fills the room.

“Since there are too many of you, I will have to make a choice as to who receives this money free bargain.” I noticed an elderly couple was paying attention to the spectacle unfolding before their eyes, the old man shaking his head in apparent disgust. “I tell you what; I will give it to the one of you most willing to obey my rules.” Again, they looked at one another, an expression of bewilderment on their faces. The perky young woman asked, “What are the rules?” I smiled and said, “I don’t know. I have not yet defined them. However, it is a free home that I offer you.” They giggled amongst themselves, the youngest of which said, “What an old coot. He must be crazy to give away his home. Go take your meds, old man.” I smiled and leaned into the table a bit further. “I am serious, this is a legitimate offer.” They gaped at me for a moment.

“I’ll take it you old fool. Where are the keys?” boasted the youngest among them. “Then I presume you accept ALL of my terms then?” I asked. The elderly couple seemed amused and entertained as they watched from the privacy of their table. “Oh hell yeah! Where do I sign up?” I took a napkin and wrote, “I give this man my home, without the burden of financial obligation, so long as he accepts and abides by the terms that I shall set forth upon consummation of this transaction.” I signed it and handed it to the young man who eagerly scratched out his signature. “Where are the keys to my new house?” he asked in a mocking tone of voice. All eyes were upon us as I stepped back from the table, pulling the keys from pocket and dangling them before the excited new homeowner.

“Now that we have entered into this binding contract, witnessed by all of your friends, I have decided upon the conditions you are obligated to adhere from this point forward. You may only live in the house for one hour a day. You will not use anything inside of the home. You will obey me without question or resistance. I expect complete loyalty and admiration for this gift I bestow upon you. You will accept my commands and wishes with enthusiasm, no matter the nature. Your morals and principles shall be as mine. You will vote as I do, think as I do and do it with blind faith. These are my terms. Here are your keys.” I reached the keys forward and the young man looked at me dumb founded.

“Are you out of your mind? Who would ever agree to those ridiculous terms?” the young man appeared irritated. “You did when you signed this contract before reading it, understanding it and with the full knowledge that I would provide my conditions only after you committed to the agreement.” Was all I said. The elderly man chuckled as his wife tried to restrain him. I was looking at a now silenced and bewildered group of people. “You can shove that stupid deal up you’re a** old man, I want no part of it” exclaimed the now infuriated young man. “You have committed to the contract, as witnessed by all of your friends; you cannot get out of the deal unless I agree to it. I do not intend to let you free now that I have you ensnared. I am the power you agreed to. I am the one you blindly and without thought chose to enslave yourself to. In short, I am your Master.” At this, the table of celebrating individuals became a unified group against the unfairness of the deal.

After a few moments of unrepeatable comments and slurs, I revealed my true intent. “What I did to you is what this administration and congress did to you with the health care legislation. I easily suckered you in and then revealed the real cost of the bargain. Your folly was in the belief that you can have something you did not earn; that you are entitled to that which you did not earn; that you willingly allowed someone else to think for you. Your failure to research, study and inform yourself permitted reason to escape you. You have entered into a trap from which you cannot flee. Your only chance of freedom is if your new Master gives it to you. A freedom that is given can also be taken away; therefore, it is not freedom.” With that, I tore up the napkin and placed it before the astonished young man. “This is the nature of your new health care legislation.”

I turned away to leave these few in thought and contemplation and was surprised by applause. The elderly gentleman, who was clearly entertained, shook my hand enthusiastically and said, “Thank you Sir, these kids don’t understand Liberty these days.” He refused to allow me to pay my bill as he said, “You earned this one, it is an honor to pickup the tab.” I shook his hand in thanks, leaving the restaurant somewhat humbled, and sensing a glimmer of hope for my beloved country.

Use reason,
Clifford A Wright

See what Europe thinks of Obama as quoted by The European Times:

America’s Quiet Anger:  An article by James Gannon :

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Arkansas’ fourth congressional district has received very little attention by the state’s news media to date. Just before filing time someone actually stepped up to the plate that can credibly challenge Mike Ross (D) for that congressional seat. There are two Republicans who have filed to run and so there will be a Republican primary race for that congressional seat on May 18th.

Glenn Gallas is a local Hot Springs businessman that owns several businesses here. His businesses Mr Plumber, Mr Rooter  have all thrived under his direction. He has won numerous awards for excellence in these businesses as a direct result of Glenn’s leadership.  He is an ex-army guy who spent 10 years working with special services units and understands the military role. Glenn has also received local recognition for his work cleaning up his neighborhood and turning a run down area into what has become a thriving section of town. The crime rate was cut in half as a result of his organizing the local residents to join together to clean up the area. He is a family man with three children and works with youth in his church.

We in the fourth district of Arkansas for the last eight years have had a congressman that tells us how he is for Arkansas’ values then manipulates his votes to support the idiocy of Nancy Pelosi and company. Mike Ross tells his constituents how he voted against Obamacare when the record shows that his vote in committee sent it  out to the floor.   Without his enabling vote it would have died in committee.  His vote for the Slaughter rule two days before the final house vote paved the way for it to pass.  He votes over 90% of the time the same way that Pelosi and the ultra left leadership of the house want. Arkansas deserves better than that type of non-representation.

During the past year it has been my pleasure to get to know Glenn personally.  He is a man that is true to his word and he is exactly the type of person we need in the US Congress.  He has served here in Hot Springs as the chairperson for the Republican Party of Garland County and beginning in April 15th of 2009 became the Chairperson of the Garland County Tea Party as well.  Both organizations flourished under his leadership.   We need his kind of honest and straight-forward leadership.

Glenn is facing a challenge in the Republican primary on May 18th. If you live in Arkansas’ fourth district, please vote in the Republican primary and cast your vote for Glenn. The opposition Glenn faces in the primary is Beth Ann Rankin, Miss Arkansas of 2002 and a music teacher. She is a delightful person, but she stands not a chance against a serious competitor like Mike Ross.  Please support Glenn and check his website for when he is speaking in your area.    Help us get a congressman in Arkansas’ fourth district that we can be proud of!   http://gallasforcongress.com/?p=368

Title: Tea Party Rally – Hot Springs, AR
Location: Hot Springs Airport
Link out: Click here
Description: There will be a big tea party rally at the Hot Springs Arkansas Memorial Airport on TAX DAY. Everyone is welcome to come and send a message to our elected officials that we are \”TAXED ENOUGH ALREADY\” It will be a family event with food concessions available.
Start Time: 17:00
Date: 2010-04-15
End Time: 19:30

Have you noticed the difference in the technology cost for giving a simple speech between the two political parties.  Here is an example of the costs involved in the crib notes help for one of Obama’s speeches compared to the equally effective method used by Sarah Palin:

First, here is the Obama System:

Now, here is the Palin System:
No wonder Obama’s new budget is 35% funded by borrowing!

Andrew P. Napolitano is a 59-year-old former New Jersey Superior Court Judge He is a graduate of Princeton University, and Notre Dame Law School. At Princeton he was a founding member of the Concerned Alumni of Princeton along with Justice Samuel Alito.
Judge Napolitano is the youngest life-tenured Superior Court judge in the history of the State of New Jersey .

Listen to Judge Napolitano’s important message about the current threat to the liberty of all Americans.