One of Bill Cosby’s earliest comedy albums had a riff on absolute bits of knowledge that even slow kids in his neighborhood were capable of learning, one of which was “ don’t put a bullet in the furnace, or it will explode.” It’s probably fair to add to that list the likes of don’t play with knives, touch a hot stove, or micturate on an electric fence. The point, of course, is why do something you know empirically to be dangerous or harmful?
It’s a certainty that Barack O. Robber Baron chaps a bit when members of his staatspolozei report bumper sticker snickers such as: If you think health care is expensive now, wait until it’s FREE. That poignant little turn of the phrase might just as well apply to the French for if they thought austerity was irritating, wait until Francois Hollande and his socialist cretines take hold. Soon Parisians will be sitting in near-empty bistros, forced to share a café au lait, and yearning for the good old days of World War II.
My mother was of French ancestry although our family never thought to call ourselves French Americans because we overcame that supposedly insurmountable hurdle called assimilation a bit faster than those whom cling to labels for the purpose of unearned privilege or remain in search of the eternally elusive free lunch. Regardless, it remains a bewilderment of unthinkable dimensions to learn that France believes a solution rests with a hard left into the netherworld of socialism. Clearly, the once fine wine has been replaced with spiked Kool Aid.
Margaret Thatcher’s famous quote from 1976 about Britain’s Labour Party has been condensed over the decades but paraphrasing her observation does not come at the expense of its integrity: “The problem with Socialism is that sooner or later you run out of other people’s money.” It strains credulity in the year 2012 that politicians on either side of the pond believe economic austerity to be a more difficult path to follow than what inevitably will be produced—-or not produced—–in the rigged and rigid economy of a socio-communistic state. Cycles are inevitable components of a free economy, but jumping back on the price-fixed-and-rationed merry go round of socialism is such obtuse thinking it defies the loosest interpretation of common sense. The irony is that at a time when Germany has extended a financial olive branch to save them, France is rejecting the aide quicker than they tossed their guns in the air when Nazi tanks rolled through Paris in June of 1940.
Federal Express and UPS are money making machines and operate in diametric opposition to the union lard that clogs the arteries of the US Postal Service, which just announced it loses $25 million per day and needs another $35 Billion cash infusion, and is symbolic of the arrogance of government with respect to taxpayer’s money. Congress has robbed Social Security, pillaged Medicare, bankrupted Fannie and Freddie, cannot control spending, is incapable of balancing a budget, tiptoes around Hussein Obama as if he were a demigod, and has less credibility than the IOU’s Harry and Lloyd placed in the briefcase in the movie Dumb and Dumber. Obama’s health care debacle doesn’t need the Supreme Court to rule on its unconstitutionality. It should be repealed based on a history of gross fiscal incompetence and mismanagement, and those who voted in favor of this sludge should be publicly drawn and quartered.
The ugly reality is that we have a president steeped in the teachings of communism and radical Islam with a preoccupation and obsession that rationalizes unjust usurpation of productivity, believing it somehow belongs to him to in order to create a complete reliance on government, which is not unlike a drug dealer who realizes what he gives away initially will eventually grant him ultimate power in the form of dependency.
Another ugly reality is that John Boehner is the Silent Mouse and hardly befitting of the position of Speaker of the House. There is ineffectual, there is ineptness, there is invisible, and then there is John Boehner. He is a lame excuse for a party leader, more acquiescing and timid than a court jester trying to amuse a fussy king, and a man who could not snare a headline if he were to drop his trousers in front of a joint session of Congress. If I may: “Mr. Mouse. The attack on personal liberties runs in tandem to the war on terror. It is time for you to realize one leads from the front, and that licking the boots of a would-be emperor is not your legislative prerogative. Stop acting like you’re auditioning to become the next ambassador to Greece and grab hold of the scepter to which you were entrusted. PS Give my best to Minnie.”
Imitation is the highest form of flattery and is often inspired by competition. The natural impetus to improve, refine, and succeed is a hallmark of large and small companies across the country and what differentiates our free enterprise system from the state-run and unimaginative mills of lesser developed countries, and, yes I am including the ninniehammers in Europe in that bundle. It is clear that most people in Congress could not pass the economic and history sections in a PSAT exam which is why they persist in using a machete to plunder corporate gains. We have little choice but to grudgingly identify their substantial lack of mental and moral capacity, but what compounds and confounds the issue is why they shield their eyes from the colossal failure of Europe’s antiquated approach to government and commerce when it now lays at their feet like the ruins of an imploded building. There still is time and there remain measures which will allow for a reversal of field, and it does not mean austerity for Americans.
It means austerity for government, and for them to quit sticking their fingers into light sockets.