Late November of 2003 in the good old U.S.A. --Visions of Hillary danced on my screen.  Unready Teddy was there, too.  Pink and red in bed together.  In question was the Republican Drug Lord Act of 2003, which among other things is a specific against a plague of liberal Democrats hard upon us. 

I hope you are having as much fun as I am.

You see, the key feature in the new pharmacy aid program is “choice.”  The Dems hate it.  I mean, how in the world can the people be allowed more than one option when it comes to anything that matters?  That removes control from the hands of the bureaucrats!  Understand here that options are fine if it is the bureaucrat which is selecting them.  But to allow citizens a choice, except to slaughter unborn little humans and which Yugo model to buy, is a highly dangerous thing to do.  It is possible, regardless of the high level of inefficiency of the public school system, for a citizen to make a good decision under the Republican program.

How in the world can a government totally control a population if everybody doesn’t have to do what they’re told?  It is so hard to generate a nation of equal poverty and dependency in a situation like that.  And, this idea of private companies offering competing services?  What about that?  What about the terrible risk this presents?  Some of them could offer better services than others, and for less cost!  More efficient delivery of services always results in more people being served at lower cost.  How in the world is government supposed to take all of everybody’s money in a situation like that?

The need here is for less efficient delivery of less beneficial services to more people, not the other way around.  The New Republican Drug Lord pharmaceutical manufacturer subsidy program is at best a half-hearted sally to the Left.  In this case, half a loaf is not better than none.  This piece of legislation contains an ominous potential for all Left-thinking leaders like Hillary and Teddy.  When it received the approval of the American Association of Retired Proletarians, the scorpions lost their 2004 political stinger. (Has the disease of sanity invaded the AARP?)

I love G.W.  He ain’t perfect, but he’s damn good, and he knows what he’s doing.

You see, conservative lads and lassies, this is a battle for the life or death of the American civilization  G.W. is battling enemies both abroad and at home.  They think he came into town on a truckload of pumpkins, but he is actually driving the truck – and they are about to be squashed.

We have the Congress, but just barely, and the White House.  He is using his advantage where he can to design a political theatre of operations favorable to the achievement of what ten years ago I, for one, would have thought impossible.

If he can hold congress and the White House in the next election, and help us (as he did during the midterm election) pick up six or seven more federal senators, then the judicial filibuster comes to a screeching, and I mean screeching, halt.  G.W. is, if you are willing to help him, about to hand you - the American conservative - that which you desire above all things: the nation’s appellate judiciary, including the U.S. Supreme Court.  

Screeching?  You ain’t heard nothing, yet.  Din beyond din.  Lie beyond lie.  LibDems and their media lapdogs will come smoking out of the foundation of the national home like termites who have recently seen a nature show about army ants.  They have been watching all this with horrified multi-faceted eyes, and though they say nothing of it during their rants, their rants are about nothing else.  Repeat, nothing else.

They know they can’t take the White House.  They’re also pretty damned sure they can’t retake either house of congress.  And, looming before them is the specter of  a six to three conservative to liberal balance in the U.S. Supreme Court.

Their ultimate backup.  Their cultural nuke.  Gone with the political winds.

All those liberal wolves eaten by a Texas sheep?  Sheep should be made of less stern stuff.

(LL)

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