Thursday, November 6, 2008

Coulter Needs a Tutor...and a big lunch.


Kathy Shaidle (Five Feet of Fury) points us to a scattering of post-election thoughts from the mind of Ann Coulter. I like Ann in a Faberges Egg sort of way. If you pick her up she’s likely to break. And, truthfully, what’s the point of a jeweled egg other than it’s different and appeals to the eclectic bone in most of us? You can’t eat a Faberges Egg. Well…Keisha might give it a shot. But, then, she would be pooping precious gem stones. I’ll pick up after her in the city…that’s the law. But, I’m not going to do a study of the contents. I don’t subscribe to the shock value Conservative journalist genre. That’s how I see Ann’s stuff.

Ann Coulter says:
This was such an enormous Democratic year that even John Murtha won his congressional seat in Pennsylvania after calling his constituents racists. It turns out they're not racists – they're retards. Question: What exactly would one have to say to alienate Pennsylvanians? That Joe Paterno should retire?


Uh huh…retards? Good Ann. Now do some homework and deal with the true issue. John Murtha will NEVER be vulnerable in an election until earmarks are removed from legislation. That means line item veto authority by a President that does not drive a sleigh pulled by eight tiny reindeer.

Murtha exists based on the ability to hold his constituency at ransom. A very significant portion of those who vote in his district are employed by the very entities that benefit from Murtha’s redistribution of our tax dollars. Studies, grants, products and services all bankrolled by earmarks that Murtha steam-shovels to his voters continue the allegiance of the all mighty wallet attached to the all mighty vote. You ditch earmarks…you ditch Murtha. It’s as simple as that. Of course, with an all Democratic Congress and a Democratic President who will spend four years handling out goodies to assure another four years of the same…Murtha is here for at least eight more years too.

PS: Buy...read...comprehend...Kathy Shaidle's and Pete Vere's book "Tyranny of Nice." It introduces us to the wonderful world of censorship (selective, mind you) via the Canadian Human Rights Commissions. Yeah...yeah...why should you care about what's happening in the Great White North? Well, because it's not confined to the land of Tim Horton's. It's coming to a street corner near you.