Congress would be a laughingstock, if any of this were funny.
My countrymen will kindly and promptly recall that members of Congress have presided over this clusterfuck of a Global Financial Crisis even as they have contrived to position themselves ABOVE the financial fray. My countrymen will kindly and promptly desist permitting these pretentious, extravagant, inept, corrupt Roman politicians to position themselves above the Blame fray.
Members of Congress who presided over this clusterfuck of a Global Financial Crisis even as they contrived to position themselves ABOVE the financial fray refer to one another deferentially as Distinguished Colleague. Congress doesn’t have Distinguished Colleagues. Congress has Nincompoops, House Niggers and N’er-Do-Wells.
I apologize in advance for my language but . . . FUCK CONGRESS.
Then — mea culpa, mea culpa for political incorrectness — I am obliged to draw attention to the bizarre juxtaposition of the American people’s laissez faire morals and their incredibly short memories. Incredibly Short Memory is sometimes cited as the definition of the -ism of Alcoholism. We are NOTHING, if not a nation of addicts.
While Congressional nincompoops and bullies rake A.I.G. CEO Edward Liddy over the coals for the payout of bonuses which were established by contracts executed before his arrival at the company, I will thank those public sycophants AND our miserable selves to recall that Congress knowingly issued a blank check for the Bailout Bonanza.
I will remind our public sycophants and our miserable selves that the offensive executive bonuses were ALREADY on the books when our shitty shitty Congressional “representatives” RUSHED to legislate the most extravagant and least supervised spend-a-thon of all time.
There they all were, jockeying shamelessly for the television airtime on C-SPAN.
Representative-I-use-the-term-loosely Nancy Pelosi of California, Speaker of the Brothel . . . who is A.) a moron and B.) the poster bitch for way-too-tight face lifts. QUESTION: Do the Painted Ladies of Congress declare their expensive skin care treatments and products as tax exemptions?
Representative-I-use-the-term-loosely Steve Israel of New York . . . according to Wikipedia, “In his four terms in Congress, Rep. Israel has secured more that $83 million in federal appropriations to strengthen and expand Long Island’s economy.”
Representative Gary Peters of Michigan . . . who sort of seems like an okay guy and who did not produce a scandal on the first google search but who DOES list his previous occupation as a FINANCIAL CONSULTANT.
Representative-I-use-the-term-loosely Charlie Rangel of New York . . . who swaggers like a Carpetbagger under a BIG BLACK cloud of corruption charges, chiefly of the monied variety.
Steny Hoyer of Maryland . . . who interned for Senator Brewster in the 1960′s with none other than Speaker of the Brothel Nancy Pelosi, behold what a small world, and who DARES to chastise A.I.G. for abusing the American People after we “stepped forward to help AIG.”
I don’t know about the rest of my weenie countrymen but I did NOT “step forward” to help A.I.G., or any other of these lying, cheating bastards. I, for one, wrote often and loudly against this shameless Wall Street Welfare. I, for one, wrote often and loudly about what amounted to an engraved invitation for GROSS graft.
The reckless and offensive executive bonuses that top the news as news WERE ON THE BOOKS WHEN CONGRESS GAVE HANK THE BANK PAULSON A BLANK CHECK.
I apologize for my language and for repeating myself but . . . FUCK CONGRESS.
And, frankly — SOMEONE has to tell the truth — FUCK YOU if you are among the Weenies who are prepared to let this bedroom farce continue.