Stink, Stank, STUNK

One of the posts with the highest traffic here is The War on Christmas. Every year there are more examples. Now Harry Reid has piled on.

Rushing, hiding, colluding, bullying – all to get his precious (but secret) healthcare bill passed. From Michelle:

[Sen. Mitch] McConnell on the floor talking about how Demcare has become a “literal political nightmare.” And “they want to rush this bill through by Christmas?” And “here’s the most outrageous part: They want us to vote on a bill that no one outside majority leader’s conference room has seen. No one has seen it…This entire process is a complete charade.” [Emphasis mine]

Perhaps, Harry like one of his cohorts in crime, was separated at birth from his own secret twin.

You’re a foul one, Mr. Grinch.
You’re a nasty, wasty skunk.
Your heart is full of unwashed socks
Your soul is full of gunk.
Mr. Grinch.

The three words that best describe you,
are, and I quote:

“Stink. Stank. Stunk.”

Perhaps The Anchoress’ admonition from a few days ago is appropriate – Go Home.

Go home, Congress, and give America a break from your freakish certainties, your falsities, frailties and your folly. Turn off your blackberries and stay off the television and try to find whatever scraps of humanity still remain buried beneath the crust of stinking, corrupt ambition you’ve allowed to grow on you.

Perhaps when you come back, you can be humans again, and sane, and willing to actually serve your nation, instead of yourselves.

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