“We’re screwed.” That’s what I kept thinking as I watched tonight’s GOP debate. We’re screwed. Over and over this repeated in my mind. And no one’s even kissing us first.
The so-called (I miss Candle!) frontrunners are absolutely loathsome little nasties who are big government, nanny state progressives. I’m steaming mad about Rick Perry’s “if you don’t want illegal immigrants to go to college on the tax payer’s dime, you have no heart” baloney. Emotional blackmail is ridiculous and stupid and grasping. It’s also the leftists’ favorite weapon. If you think that Perry is a conservative, I’m here to tell you that he’s not. Ditto Romney.
Romney and Perry are ridiculous caricatures of politicians: the good hair, the smarmy “charm,” the “sincere” smile, the phony affability, the slick and practiced responses . . . they both make me sick. To my stomach sick, sick for my country sick. We can rationalize all we want, but they are both cut of the same cloth as BO. They may not hate America, but they are, at heart and root, convinced that government is the answer to everything. Every human ill, injustice, and inequity, they believe, as does BO, can be “fixed” by government, particularly by a government “with a heart.”
And my but:
The government of the United States of America was never intended to right wrongs, to equalize (and by necessity quash and punish success), to intrude into people’s lives. That was not the goal, nor the purpose. Yet all of a sudden here we are in 2011 listening to people who aspire to be the president of this country accusing us of having no heart because we don’t want our tax dollars going to educate criminals.
Sorry, I’ve spent the last three years hearing what a horrible human being I am, how illiterate, stupid, bitter, and unpatriotic I am from the current president. Do you really think I want to hear that from the next one?
When we aren’t being insulted, we’re being ignored and belittled. We don’t and can’t possibly understand social security; we don’t and can’t possibly understand foreign affairs; we don’t and can’t possibly understand the fine intricacies of signing an executive order “for our own good.” Oh, really?
Sorry, I’ve spent the last three years being lectured to by a half-rate failed lecturer about what is good for me, what I should believe, how I’m not a patriot or good Christian if I don’t gobble up crazed, failed Marxist-fascist-socialist-commie crap. And about how BO and his traitorous horde know what is best for me. Do you really think I need some cardboard cutout, faux person dictating the same things to me? Condescending to me? Insulting me?
Presidents aren’t kings, they aren’t anointed, and they damn sure don’t know what I need or want. The “top tier” of the GOP field is a horror show of mini-BO’s, self-important, over-inflated political hacks who want one thing and one thing only: power. Their own. Oh, and lots of money.
I’m just sick of it. Truly, deeply sick of it. Obama, Perry, Romney . . . one and the same. Doubt it? Listen to them again. Who has the answers? What’s best for you? Don’t worry, the all-knowing “rulers” have the answers, and those answers are, for each of them, in big government. And that’s not even touching their crony capitalism and disgusting pay-to-play propensities.
The GOP field is absolutely appalling. If this is all we have, we’re well and truly screwed.