Dear America,
So we may be searching for a new Pope of Hope...
when it comes to worshiping idols, the demonstrably partisan, richly divisive, and oh so lovely loquacious lefties seem to be losing their religion these days; it has been in waves, but the growing numbers of discontent, the disproportionate lot breaking away from the rose colored tide, is cresting. [G note: wish I wrote this...worth a read now or later, take your pick]
But moving on, you watch; it will happen and it will happen soon...
Hillary will be the one crowned to return order to the pure chaos running amuck in the kingdom.
If I were running a campaign against "Obama" -- I would be switching gears right now. He is not the one we need to beat, just you wait.
And I wouldn't make light of it either; my campaign strategies would appear like a deliberate, overt, about face.
And no, this feeling that's come over me isn't just because of Steve Chapman, duh, the talk of the town and a journalist out of the Chicago Tribune, who simply had the courage to speak his mind. Read This.
It's been an eery feeling building up for quite some time now.
And yesterday, when I linked to THIS article from The Blaze at the very tail end, who would have thought I could take it to the next level on the very next day....oooooh yeah, that's right, me. If this gets out, women everywhere will want to have his head (of course, NOT literally).
And how about the rantings of leftwing pundits and liberal intellectual elites beginning to freely question their own king? Calling out the PANIC button even...Carville hit that.
Beginning with the first sign of ripples in the water.... the nearly trillion dollar stimulus package didn't work.... while the second stimulus, nearing another half a trillion dollars, doesn't stand a chance; put it all together along with the sharks in the water beginning to circle --
-- all making way for the flourishing finish: Plan C. Clinton to the second power, in all her glory.
So we may be searching for a new Pope of Hope...
when it comes to worshiping idols, the demonstrably partisan, richly divisive, and oh so lovely loquacious lefties seem to be losing their religion these days; it has been in waves, but the growing numbers of discontent, the disproportionate lot breaking away from the rose colored tide, is cresting. [G note: wish I wrote this...worth a read now or later, take your pick]
But moving on, you watch; it will happen and it will happen soon...
Hillary will be the one crowned to return order to the pure chaos running amuck in the kingdom.
If I were running a campaign against "Obama" -- I would be switching gears right now. He is not the one we need to beat, just you wait.
And I wouldn't make light of it either; my campaign strategies would appear like a deliberate, overt, about face.
And no, this feeling that's come over me isn't just because of Steve Chapman, duh, the talk of the town and a journalist out of the Chicago Tribune, who simply had the courage to speak his mind. Read This.
It's been an eery feeling building up for quite some time now.
And yesterday, when I linked to THIS article from The Blaze at the very tail end, who would have thought I could take it to the next level on the very next day....oooooh yeah, that's right, me. If this gets out, women everywhere will want to have his head (of course, NOT literally).
And how about the rantings of leftwing pundits and liberal intellectual elites beginning to freely question their own king? Calling out the PANIC button even...Carville hit that.
Beginning with the first sign of ripples in the water.... the nearly trillion dollar stimulus package didn't work.... while the second stimulus, nearing another half a trillion dollars, doesn't stand a chance; put it all together along with the sharks in the water beginning to circle --
"there is good news for the president. I checked the Constitution, and he is under no compulsion to run for re-election" (nod to Chapman);
“[It] actually fit all of the classic legal requirements for a genuinely hostile workplace to women,”(nod to Anita Dunn via The Blaze);
"[What] should the White House do now? One word came to mind: Panic” (with the hat trick nod to Carville);
-- all making way for the flourishing finish: Plan C. Clinton to the second power, in all her glory.