George Bush has fucked this country up. Never thought I would have said it, because I voted for the man, but god damn - look at the state our country. Debt, homeless, incompetent officials handling natural disasters. Who ever that first FEMA moron was just shocked me. These things that hit the south are called hurricanes (not the drink, and not the shitty football team from Florida). This is not some new natural disaster. So how the fuck can you, as the head of the Federal Emergency Management Agency, not know how to deal with it.
Then we have John Roberts, a Christian conservative, who is our Chief Justice. Have you seen his little child Jack? This kid is the fucking antichrist and his mom dresses him up like that Damien kid from the Omen. Now, I am all about God, but I don't think God is going to care about the big cases on the ole' Supreme Court docket this fall. Anna-Nicole Smith's inheritance dispute and a case about whether employers have to pay employees for the time spent putting on uniforms and safety equipment. Are these the monster issues that are plaguing our country? What about illiteracy? Well, look at half of our government officials, and I rest my case. What about gasoline prices? And the plight of the working class? No - I would rather waste taxpayer money seeing whether Hooty McBoob gets her 88 million.
And then he nominates a lawyer with ZERO bench experience. Folks this is known as patronage. This woman, whose name I don't recall, was White House counsel and a Republican supporter. Hmm, rich people giving other rich people jobs. WTF!!
So what can I do about? I am one out of 330 million citizens. Well I tell you what I will do. I am going to rattle cages. I love doing it anyways. I am going to tell you to do the same. Even if you are a Republican and even if you like Mr. Bush, you have to see that he has some flaws. I mean, I am part of neither party, and every politician has flaws. If you believe otherwise, then you deserve to be fleeced.
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