I hate virtually all politicians. Regardless of the party affiliation, they are generally all liars, cheats, and power-hungry lunatics who have one singular devotion. Keeping the job they have been elected to, so they can continue to enjoy the pay-offs, the favors, and the daily ego boosts that come with whatever office they have conned their way into.
So, doing these monthly tributes to the latest Moron in our midst, we've already seen a plethora of these dirtbags accorded my highest monthly honor. It was inevitable that we would get around to this guy.
Senator Harry Reid of Nevada. The current Senate Majority Leader. And world class asshole. 73 years old and, in my mind, that makes him about 25 years past the time he should have retired. So, now we have an elected leader who's not only a shithead, but one who just be suffering from dementia as well. How else can anybody explain away the maniacal rantings and ravings from this old fart, who probably goes to work every day with toothpaste stains on his shirt?
Now, Harry, who has never been accused of having a brain in his head, really doesn't have original thoughts. He's one of those many puppets of a political party, who has his words chosen on a daily basis by whichever ventriloquist is in the White House at the time. If only Paul Winchell had run for President, this country might not be in the mess we're in right now. Instead, in 2012, we have as the Chief Senor Wences of our land, Barack Obama. His mantra for this upcoming election season is class warfare. The haves vs. the have nots, and he conveniently leaves out of the equation his own classification as one of the big haves in the business.
Nevertheless, Obama is inciting the masses as to the evils of anybody who has one dollar more than them. Essentially, we will wind up with something akin to the French Revolution. And what the President doesn't realize is that, like that Parisian uprising, this won't end well for him and we just might see Michelle's wig-adorned, severed head in a basket alongside the guillotine.
But, regardless of the peril attached, Barack prattles on and allows such Congressional cockroaches like Senator Reid to do his dirty work. Dopey Harry, as Clint Eastwood might call him, will gladly be the conduit of the nonsense. After all, he has nothing else worthwhile to say.
So, yak on, Reid does. With half-truths, fibs, and conspiracy theories that would land him with the biggest tin foil hat ever crafted out of that Reynolds Wrap in your pantry. Like his co-hort and fellow would-be felon, Nancy Pe-lousy, Harry Reid offers an endless supply of verbal diarrhea as shit out originally by the leaders of his political party. It's really no different than what happens on both sides of the aisle, but Harry takes stupidity to the highest level allowed.
And it doesn't get dumber than his most recent caterwauling. The target, as it will be for the next three months, the Republican challenger for the Presidency, Mitt Romney. AKA Mr. Moneybags from the Monopoly game. AKA Darth Vader. AKA You Name the Villain Of Your Choice. The marching orders of anybody in the Democratic National Committee is to paint this schmuck as the most evil person since Adolf Hitler had gas jets installed into the barracks at Auschwitz.
Harry Reid swallowed this all hook, line, and sinker. And spews it out ad nauseum as if he's a carsick ten-year-old on a long summer vacation. He spends every waking hour painting Romney as a modern-day Milburn Drysdale, wringing his hands in anticipation of getting his "mitts" on your/the Clampetts' money. It's all virtually incoherent and anybody with a single brain cell (granted there are some folks without) don't buy a single syllable of it all.
But Dopey Harry pushes on. And then he comes up with the piece de resistance. A secret source tells him that Mitt Romney hasn't paid his taxes in ten years.
Say what?
The way this lunatic tells it, I conjure up images of Hal Holbrook as Deep Throat from the Watergate years. He pigeonholes Harry in some dark and dingy public garage.
"Pssst, Harry, you want to know something? Romney is a tax felon. Pass the word. And we didn't have this conversation."
Right???
The media put Harry on television and passed it all off as semi-truth.
Really???
If Mitt Romney has indeed not paid any taxes in a decade, wouldn't the IRS already be on top of this? And, if it was true, wouldn't Mitt be right now on top of a rockpile in the federal prison of our choice? None of the story makes the slightest bit of sense.
But, Harry keeps on.
Romney's got secret Swiss bank accounts. Secret funds in the Cayman Islands. Secret money under his mattress.
Reid persists in using the word "secret." But if he knows about it, how the hell can it be secret?
I'm no big fan of Mitt Romney, but, if he's managed to be successful in business, good for him. If he's managed to find some tax loopholes, he simply joins the club of thousands of politicians that preceded him. A list that most also includes Barack Obama, Nancy Pe-lousy, and Harry Reid. Like the lotto TV ad used to say, "you gotta be in it to win it." And every single "statesmen," regardless of party affiliation, has dirtied themselves to get ahead. Let's face it. Harry Reid has been the longtime Senator from Nevada. There hasn't been a single favor called in from one of the "boys" running the casino? Sure, I believe that. Meanwhile, his home state is now the poster child for unemployment.
Harry Reid is as dirty as they come. And as incredibly stupid as you can legally be.
But he keeps on talking. Because that's what any politician has to do to survive.
We're the one who won't.
Dinner last night: Ham salad sandwich and macaroni salad.
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