This site is designed to get American Patriots to understand what our legislators are doing. They are simply attempting to pass any sort of legislation for the purpose of attaching “Pork Spending” (taking your tax dollars, giving it to some friend or special interest group and getting a kick-back) to the legislation. Folks, where I come from this is stealing.
WE MUST VOTE EVERY INCUMBENT OUT OF OFFICE UNTIL THEY WAKE UP AND REALIZE WE ARE NOT GOING TO VOTE FOR THEM UNLESS THEY LISTEN TO THE VOTERS.
February 25th, 2010 - 5:50 PM
I’M STILL WAITING ON MY BAILOUT!!! ALL THESE CROOKS GOT THEIR BAILOUT, WHERE’S THE AMERICAN PEOPLES BAILOUT?
February 25th, 2010 - 5:52 PM
Impeach Obama!!!
He has gathered all the tax cheats,communist,socialist and any other anti American he could find. If he could not get them a cabinet post, he made them czars with all sorts of unconstitutional powers. Congress is sitting on its hands and letting him usurp power and steal taxpayers money.
FIGHT ORGANIZED CRIME!! REelect no one!!
February 25th, 2010 - 5:53 PM
We were in Pigeon Forge over the week end. We left to come home on Sunday.
Traffic was moving slow & a car in front of us had an Obama bumper sticker on it. It read: “Pray for Obama. Psalm 109:8″..
Mike’s Bible was lying on the dash board & he got it & opened it up to the scripture & read it. He started laughing & laughing. Then he read it to me. I couldn’t believe what it said. I had a good laugh, too.
Psalm 109:8 — “Let his days be few; and let another take his office. “
February 25th, 2010 - 5:54 PM
Are Americans finally waking up? We’ll see. With the Washington dictator trying to get the insurance takeover passed under the cover of transparency, many VOTERS are asking who elected this guy? Here’s the answer, VOTE THEM OUT OF OFFICE FOREVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!
February 25th, 2010 - 5:56 PM
The Dinner Roll
Once upon a time I was invited to the White House for a private dinner with the President. I am a respected businessman, with a factory that produces memory chips for computers and portable electronics. There was some talk that my industry was being scrutinized by the administration, but I paid it no mind. I live in a free country. There’s nothing that the government can do to me if I¹ve broken no laws. My wealth was earned honestly, and an invitation to dinner with an American President is an honor.
I checked my coat, was greeted by the Chief of Staff, and joined the President in a yellow dining room. We sat across from each other at a table draped in white linen. The Great Seal was embossed on the China. Uniformed staff served our dinner.
The meal was served, and I was startled when my waiter suddenly reached out, plucked a dinner roll off my plate and began nibbling it as he walked back to the kitchen.
“Sorry about that,” said the President.
“Andrew is very hungry.”
“I don’t appreciate…” I began, but as I looked into the calm brown eyes across from me, I felt immediately guilty and petty. It was just a dinner roll.
“Of course,” I concluded, and reached for my glass..
Before I could, however, another waiter reached forward, took the glass away and swallowed the wine in a single gulp. “And his brother, Eric, is very thirsty.” said the President.
I didn’t say anything. The President is testing my compassion, I thought.. I withheld my comments and decided to play along. I don’t want to seem unkind..
My plate was whisked away before I had tasted a bite.
“Eric’s children are also quite hungry.”
With a lurch, I crashed to the floor. My chair had been pulled out from under me.
I stood, brushing myself off angrily, and watched as it was carried from the room.
And their grandmother can’t stand for long.”
I excused myself, smiling outwardly, but inside feeling like a fool. Obviously I had been invited to the White House to be sport for some game. I reached for my coat, to find that it had been taken.
I turned back to the President as he said, “Their grandfather doesn’t like the cold.”
I wanted to shout, “that was my coat! ” But again, I looked at the placid smiling face of my host and decided I was being a poor sport.
I spread my hands
helplessly and chuckled.
Then I felt my hip pocket and realized my wallet was gone. I excused myself and walked to a phone on an elegant side table.
I learned shortly that my credit cards had been maxed out, my bank accounts emptied, my retirement and equity portfolios had vanished, and my wife had been thrown out of our home.
Apparently, the waiters and their families were moving in. The President hadn’t moved or spoken as I learned all this, but finally I lowered the phone into its cradle and turned to face him.
“Andrew’s whole family has made bad financial decisions. They haven’t planned for retirement and they need a house.. They recently defaulted on a sub prime mortgage. I told them they could have your home. They need it more than you do.”
My hands were shaking. I felt faint.. I stumbled back to the table and knelt on the floor.
The President cheerfully cut his meat, ate his steak, and drank his wine. I lowered my eyes and stared at the small grey circles on the tablecloth that were water drops.
“By the way,” He added, “I have just signed an Executive Order nationalizing your factories.. I’m firing you as head of your business. I’ll be operating the firm now for the benefit of all mankind. There’s a whole bunch of Eric’s and Andrews out there and they can’t come to you for jobs groveling like beggars.”
I looked up. The President dropped his spoon into the empty ramekin which had been his crème Brule. He drained the last drops of his wine. As the table was cleared, he lit a cigarette and leaned back in his chair.. He stared at me. I clung to the edge of the table as if were a ledge and I were a man hanging over an abyss. I thought of the years behind me, of the life I had lived. The life I had earned with a lifetime of work, risk and struggle.
Why was I punished? How had I allowed it to be taken? What game had I played and lost? I looked across the table and
noticed with some surprise that there was no game board between us.
What had I done wrong?
As if answering the unspoken thought, the President suddenly cocked his head, locked his empty eyes to mine, and bared a million teeth, chuckling
wryly as he folded his hands. “You should have stopped me at the dinner roll,” he said.
WAKE UP AMERICA !!!
March 25th, 2010 - 6:58 PM
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