Show me round your snow peaked
mountains way down south
Take me to your daddy's farm
Let me hear your balalaika's ringing out
Come and keep your comrade warm.
I'm back in theU.S.S.R.U.S.S.A. boy
You don't know how lucky you are boys
Welcome to the United Socialist States of America, Comrades!
Where's my tinfoil hat?
Well, the spending bill passed the Senate. Now the House and Senate have to compromise
I wonder how much more that will cost us? And what will it cost our children?
One of my colleagues e-mailed me and opined: "The Democrats are going to be in a world of hurt in two years."
My response: "Are they? Are there enough people that care about this to make a difference in two years? And what will the country even look like in two years? Will we even have free elections any longer?"
Yes, probably hyperbole. But is it really? What will history really say about this period of time? Or will it say anything at all, because the "victors" will not want the rabble to know the truth, that -- once -- we were free? How many of our freedoms and our liberties will we still have?
And tell me this: How can so many stupid people be leading our government?
Or an even better question: How can we keep electing these same stupid people to positions of leadership in our government?
And because we do, do we deserve what we get?
That's a scary thought. Think about all of the stories in the Scriptures, where a people "get what they deserve." It usually does not end well, does it? Especially in the Book of Mormon, everyt time the people are as prideful and stiffnecked as we Americans seem to have become. Do we really need to be humbled this way? Honestly?
Are we intelligent adults, we voters? Or are we sheep?
Actually . . . maybe you should not answer that. I am scared to know the answer. The Gadiantons are no longer at the door. They're already inside and sitting at the dinner table, folks.
Because I do not know how to say "Baaaaaa" in Russian, I'll simply say, "до свидания."
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