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Merry Christmas Taxpayers, Here’s A 1.7 Trillion Debt Just For You

In 1869 Leo Tolstoy published the first complete edition of “War and Peace.” At 1225 pages the novel is reasoned to be a very long read.

It’s been estimated the average person would take 32 hours to finish causing many a literary student’s eyes to bleed

Considered by many to be one of the finest novels ever written, one doesn’t sit down and expect to complete the reading in a couple of days

At close to 4200 pages the new Omnibus spending bill is over three time longer than “War and Peace”and presented to Congress with only three days to read and appraise

In the movie All The Presidents Men, the deep throat character advised the reporter, “these are not very bright guys.” The same holds true for this group of lawmakers

Because most have to use their fingers and move their lips when reading, interns are hired to read the legislation and break down the language for these so called movers and shakers

The current Omnibus Spending Bill cements their place at the public trough for next year’s Congressional session

Ensuring the taxpayers’ great grandkids a Christmas present of untold debt and freedom supression

What’s another trillion among friends? Belly up to the bar with your list of pork demands

Bring in an outsider in a t-shirt to tell Americans they haven’t paid enough for his failings as he parades around playing to the grandstands

Pay federal lawyers a couple of billion to continue their paper trail for the January 6th Kabuki play

But don’t give a dime to the southern border as the migrant surge continues to feast on taxpayers seemingly unending buffet

“I often think how unfairly lifes good fortune is sometimes distributed” laments Leo Tolstoy in “War and Peace”

The quote still holds true 150 years later as Congress continues to greedily slurp the gravy at the public trough and the taxpayers they continue to fleece

So amid the shouts of joy from the great grandchildren on Christmas morning will be the biggest present of all unseen under the tree

The bill for 1.7 trillion and all the future bleakness and tragedies happily passed along by the current powers that be

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Great Stocking Stuffer Idea: Turkey Jerky

The USDA defines jerky as a “dense meat that has been made lightweight by drying”

It seems with the new Congress there will be 19 members that are 80 and up. That’s a lot of adult diapers the taxpayers will be supplying

The USDA also states that jerky is shelf stable and requires no refrigeration

The only item required by these geriatric members is a constant donation

They’ve been around for years. But one has to question, why are they still there?

They’ve all grown richer at your expense but don’t expect help from them in your region as that’s your own cross to bear

They keep getting voted in because you as a voter recognize their name, and they’ve done nothing to put themselves in the electors’ crosshairs

If they can lie low long enough thanks to their free healthcare, they can continue to sop up the gravy and become multi-millionaires

It doesn’t matter one bit about party affiliation, they’re very comfortable with their lot in life

Flying in above the electorate, one shouldn’t miss the welcoming luncheon, while all the poor folk struggle with their daily strife

Democrat or Republican, the geezers are in. They may not like the majority policies but kay sera sera, whatever will be will be

So please pass the lobster and champagne as all is good. Just don’t try to redistrict their area or you’ll hear them scream like a banshee

So here’s to your longevity and compassion. I sincerely believe the signed message just above your request for another donation

Though you’ve represented my region for seven terms, I know you’ve never visited this location

It’s long pastime for term limits on both houses and an age limit for the candidates and elected members

Before the entire congress has the memory of their own “big guy” who would call you by name if he only remembers

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When Covered In Mud They Both Look Alike

The mud slinging had reached a fever pitch. Both candidates were firing big clods of dirt at close range

Old hidden wounds were being opened and yet in the nastiness of this election that didn’t seem strange

The broadcast airwaves were saturated with facts and half-truths concerning previous misdeeds from the two malefactors

Hoping their relentless TV commercials would swing the voters’ opinions to have one of them become the election’s benefactor

Each claiming their backgrounds and beliefs are critical to America’s success

Have former spouses talk on camera about the atrocities committed by each candidate in this high stakes game of chess

The mud piles rapidly around these two as the Preacher claims it’s okay to kill babies right up until the time of birth

While the other was complicit in a partner’s abortion and then claiming there is no excuse for this procedure on this earth

The Preacher supports the current administration’s climate change propaganda and funding Ukraine’s proxy war with unfettered spending

While the football player touts that old traditional values should be taught and are well worth defending

The mud keeps piling higher around these two as big gobs of dirt continue to be hurled

Some dirt mounding around the Preacher stated he voted to allow bionic men to compete against women in the sports world

The football player declared that a travesty to all biological females

But the Preacher seems to feel that the definition of a woman is all in vaguely defined details

The football player is denounced for shady business practices, while the Preacher is accused of an ongoing tax dodge

One thing is certain, with these two candidates no one has to sneak around in the dead of night tasked with a mission of espionage

In just a couple of weeks this slanderous election will be over and someone will be elected to the gang of Washington racketeers for six years

By then both men will need snorkels to breathe as the mud will be over their heads from all the opposing political smears

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Box Top Candidates

“Hi kids and welcome to the Koo Koo Puffs broadcast. Uncle Obama here with his pal Joey, and we have lots of fun things planned for you on this year’s show”

“But mind you, in order to keep us on the air, the most important thing to do is keep us rolling in the dough”

“So did all you kiddies have a big bowl of Koo Koo Puffs this morning?”

“Remember, I know what’s best for you so can eat as much as you like without any kind of warning”

“Also recall what I said about sending in those box tops from your cereal for a chance to win all kinds of free money”

“Don’t forget to send them saying you support the person’s name shown and sign them on the dotted line so you won’t look like a dumb bunny”

“I see all the prefilled box tops rolling in that were signed and mailed and that makes Uncle O really happy”

“And pal Joey is really excited too, and he’ll be here soon right after his nappy”

“And kids remember, even though you may never have heard of the person on the box top or even know what a congressional representative is”

“Just be patient because it takes a while to receive enough box tops for our person to win in this election biz”

“You see on that box top where it says they must be received no later than November 4th for the box top to count”

“Well, we hold off until we know how many box tops our opponent gets, so we can keep opening box top mail until we have enough opened for us to surmount”

“This way, this person you may have never heard of’ gets a job that’s only requirement to rubber stamp everything I say”

“It doesn’t matter if they are suffering from expressive aphasia, is an abortion extremist, or is the actual person in charge of counting ballots, its all okay”

“And kids don’t forget about that pack of delicious Chinese candy in the box. It’ll make you feel oh so good”

“But just remember to mail in your box top before trying those yummy gummies. Is that understood?”

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Thoughts on the Finality of War

For centuries many quotes have been repeated concerning the finality of war

At any moment in this world, frightened masses are are huddled in bunkers having witnessed the bombings and gore

Understanding nothing that is happening, conscious their survival is determined by forces they cannot comprehend

Knowing only food is scarce, shelter is temporary, and weapons minimal with a small family to defend

Bertrand Russell said “War does not determine who is right – only who is left”

As evidenced by the current conflict involving the US backed NATO, the corrupt Ukraine government, and Russian forces involving territory theft

Dwight D Eisenhower said, “Every gun that is made, every warship launched, every rocket fired, signifies in the final sense a theft from those who hunger and are not fed, and those who are cold and are not clothed”

As simple people only seeking security and happiness now eking out an existence being overpowered by governments they loathed

All wars have been waged by the power hungry, the greedy, and the rich. Jean-Paul Sartre stated, “When the rich wage war it’s the poor who die”

The wealthy elites are rarely touched by the conflicts they endorse. It’s the families of young soldiers who stand by the flag draped coffins and cry

Abe Lincoln was quoted, “America will never be destroyed from the outside. If we falter and lose our freedoms, it will be because we destroyed ourselves”

In the drive to acquire power and riches, once again the downtrodden, the wounded and impoverished are tasked with assignment to rebuild, care for the weak and refurbish the empty shelves

The egocentric demented power broker shouting from the podium forcing his failing policies on all citizens both domestically and abroad as the hardships he created expecting all to endure

Demonstrating John Drydens’s quote of “War seldom enters but where wealth allures”

In an effort to push his Green Deal and New World Order down America’s throats, the blame for his collapsing policies are always lain at someone else’s door

The threat of nuclear war exists as the hole card held by the avaricious with the outcome stated by Plato. “Only dead have seen the end of war”

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Dateline 2032: Jan 6 Committee To Resume

The staff finally had the room ready to go. The withered body had been removed along with the glazed doughnut that had been the obvious clue

The congressman serving his 18th consecutive term, pronounced by the EMTs had apparently been dead since the last session was through

“The doughnut was untouched and he did seem remarkedly quiet,” stated a committee member.

“Would you look at that doughnut,” stated another. “It still looks good and it’s been on the plate since November”

The committee then offered up a quick moment of silence before getting back to work but decided against the morning snacks

It was time to grill another witness, the hot dog cart guy, to see if he had viewed any of the alleged attacks

He was the 897th witness who would do his best to offer his take on that fateful morning with his rapidly fading mind

Hopefully something useful might come from this mustard splashed dude as most of the previous witnesses were two blocks away, stoned, or blind

The committee was doing its utmost to make this taxpayer funded charade seem relevant

Fueled by panic, this crew was really frightened of this sham turning into a massive white elephant

Like a giant cumbersome sloth, the group had produced nothing credible that would aid in capturing their elusive quarry

The easily bored American public had long ago turned their backs on this self-serving democratic story

The fact Capitol Police held doors open for the masses to storm through, the woke Pentagon denying requests for National Guard help, and the only gunfire killed a civilian

Makes this an exercise in futility, a waste of time, money and suggests this entire episode as vaudevillian

Yet they plod on. Since the committee formation, two members have decided not to run for re-election, one was voted out, and a remaining member vigorously defends his Steele dossier lie

It would be in the best interest of America for this committee to just pack their bags and say goodbye

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A Recipe for Leftover Hatred

The pantry was picked over and virtually empty. The supply of voters had dwindled and the head chef needed to plan an election dinner

Scrolling through the digital recipes to appease the hungry masses, the man had to come up with a winner

Suddenly a recipe for leftover hatred caught his eye

Trying to satisfy all his needs he knew to incorporate something green for both his agenda and his own pocket. As for the people he disdains, something greasy to fry

The hatred recipe sounded delicious and easy to prepare. All he needed was a big portion of leftover Trump

He’d been feeding the masses with his rehashed tripe for a couple of years as the original cut was meaty and plump

Additional ingredients called for a delusional unhinged speech, untold graft, a liberal sprinkling of FBI agents and an unethical department of justice

The last two ingredients are used to add flavor to a tired old dish requiring no measured moral compass

The directions are clearly stated to roast the Trump rump at every opportunity while denying all criticisms about your preparation

And have your robotic hostess advise the fawning press all ingredients are healthful when everyone knows know her reading is a complete fabrication

The prep time for the meal takes a full eighteen months of hiding in the basement

While yelling out of a subterranean window he could end hunger by unifying all and as master chef he would be the preferred replacement

With this giant Trump rump roast, he would finish with an economy reduction of taxpayer money poured on Ukraine mixed with previously locked down under achieving children and then covered with Fauci foil

Move the oven shelf to highest position and preheat to a climate change broil

After four years remove from oven place on a rack and allow to cool

Garnish with cover-ups, lies, and deceit. Slice and serve with cheese as you continue treat the American public as your court yard fool

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Take The Subsidy Pebble From My Hand

The young boy sat at his Master’s knee and asked. “Master, what is the truth?”

“Grasshopper, why do you ask? Is the truth not what it should be?” the elder inquired of the youth

“Master, I am puzzled. The truth used to be obvious. Now it seems the truth is elusive”

“Lawmakers from the village continuously make new laws in a way that sounds collusive”

“Grasshopper, the explanation is simple” The wizened one stated. “The truth only exists if you agree with them”

“And if you don’t agree the lawmakers are quick in your beliefs, condemn”

“But Master, what is the truth? Why do these lawmakers get to change the rules?”

“Because young son, these leaders are elected by us and then with their new power, treat us as fools”

“They want us to understand since we voted them into power they must be superior”

They sing the common folk song about helping fellow man, but filling their treasure chests is their motive ulterior”

“But Master how does this help us in our quest for a fulfilled life?”

“Wouldn’t these people just add to unhappiness in a world already filled with strife”

The old man held out out both hands. One held a tiny pebble, one did not

“Young son take the subsidy pebble from my hand now or you won’t be left with squat”

“But Master,” asked the youth. “That is only a tiny pebble in your hand. Will there be anymore?”

“No my son, but one small pebble is better than nothing so you will be able to survive but remain poor”

“Just remember you are only here to serve the lawmakers and in turn they will supply your basic needs”

“You are not to question their devious plans and blindly follow where all this leads”

“But Master, I’m poor now, feeling hopeless and living in poverty conditions”

“Not to worry young son. The lawmakers have told us all we are all in a period of transitions”

“But Master, how long will these transitions last?”

“They’ll last until we are forced into Washington worship, no one owns property and all is gone that was once gassed”

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The Three Stooges Are In Control: Barely, Rarely & Merlot

The onslaught of American democracy continues. This is happening in spite of the top three lawmakers not appearing to be on the same page

Barely appears only partially conscious and doesn’t seem to move well anymore. Could it be that mental acuity is linked to old age

These days Barely has trouble with stairs, reading teleprompters, and snarls at any unscripted question

His leadership has the United States struggling through inflation and is now denying the country is in a recession

Apparently he looking past the country’s general malaise and is hanging his hat on the price of gas

We’re supposed to be throwing confetti as the price of gas has fallen below five dollars just as he forecast

We can now celebrate the new normal of four dollars a gallon fill-ups and hope we’ll have enough in the tank to hunt for baby formula on empty store shelves

Perhaps Barely can call up old bedtime stories and flying in on moonbeams the formula can be created by elves

Rarely once again was not seen with her boss the President. She was busy searching the on-line hiring sites trying to find an office staff

Then, according to her schedule, she is registered for speech therapy in an effort to do something about that annoying laugh

Time is getting tight for number two as she only has a short time to stab her boss in the back

As her eyes are on the highest office, and she needs to let the world know she has the inside track

Merlot knows her time as leader is limited. After her Asian trip of kicking hornets nests she is going to sit back and realize she is low a quart

She’ll have make a concentrated effort with several bottles to rehydrate on the flight before returning to port

All the hand gesturing in the world isn’t going to save her from the tar and feathers if something goes south

America sits and waits for the retaliation from her well armed enemies due to one gaffe from her mouth

Unsupported by Barely and Rarely she worked hard to get the enemy’s sabers rattling with this trip

But all can sleep well knowing she met with semiconductor chip makers to support her stock portfolio before the November pink slip

The infighting, hatred and incompetency has left us an eighty-year old botox queen, a gibberish talking Vice President and a decrepit lame duck.

Nyuck, nyuck, nyuck

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650 Bulldozers

Sleeping had been difficult. The previous twenty years of hard work had been wiped away in eighteen months by one failed administration

401, savings and a somewhat comfortable life had all been eradicated with the inflation taxation

Finally, drifting off, this individual had a new dream, and not the ongoing nightmare of demons chasing him down a narrow pathway

This vision came like a lightning bolt. The sequence, though somewhat blurry had a solution for Washington’s disarray

The nations’ citizens had been calling for deliverance from the left wing’s agenda disguised as climate change

The farce of blaming all things bad on Russia had become old hat. The dream image of fast resolution now didn’t seem at all strange

Washington has become united only by their childish behavior on both sides of the aisle

Demonstrated daily on all subjects such as Ukraine spending, the pandemic hoax, abortion rights, immigration, and the January 6th monkey trial

There is one sure bet however, these congressional people will all think with their wallet first and how to keep the money flowing to themselves

While America’s suffering and needs are reflected in higher prices and empty store shelves

It seems that neither house of congress can operate before 10am, so wait until the executive branch has it’s morning briefing with a side of prune juice and congress gavels to order

Then ring the west side of the congressional hill with 650 bulldozers like immigrants charging the southern border

Just remember to keep the elected officials rooted in place by waving an idea of more payola under their noses

And let the dozers push east until all that’s left is blacktop and a garden of roses

Burning that vilified diesel fuel, keep those big treads crashing through the congressional halls like a steer in a china shop

And keep pushing east until all the bull shit disappears and the bubbles stop

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Armadillos, Joro Spiders and Open Borders

The creature was flattened by a passing car and seven trucks a few hours ago

The scales and internal organs were now part of the Alabama highway and the underside of the car that delivered the fatal blow

It wasn’t long ago that an armadillo was a rarity to be ogled by children visitors at the zoo

Now they are competing with possums for the number one position of roadside stew

Recently the Joro spider has been spreading non-stop throughout NE Georgia, their webs and large soft bodies ruining many a walk

Thinking one is wiping sweat off the back of their neck and feeling that large soft body of a spider can cause quite a shock

Though considered generally harmless, they apparently arrived on a shipping container from the far east and made themselves at home

Ballooning on the wind currents by use of a modified web gives them ample areas to roam

As with all species considered invasive these spiders have now become part of the habitat

And their sheer numbers make it difficult for homeowners and gardeners to combat

Much like kudzu, congongrass and Chinese privet stopping the spread is a constant battle

And because the invasion isn’t happening in their state the pressure on the pious lawmakers doesn’t seem to cause them to rattle

Perhaps when these self-absorbed elitists are combing Joro spiders out of their hair and twisting their ankles in armadillo holes

They’ll realize their blindness to their electorate’s plight should have included better policy and stringent controls

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