Hillary's Public Servant Schools

Nobody's Flashes; Hillary Clinton has announced that if elected President, the very first thing she will do is start up schools all over the United States just to train future "public servants."

If you want Marxists, you have to start them young. Just ask the Arabs.

These young public servants will be taught how to confiscate money from the rich to give to the poor...the rich being anyone who makes UNDER 200,000. The really rich don't have to pay taxes as we all know.

BUT, only people nice to Hillary will be able to get their kids into these schools, and they of course will be exempt from having to pay tuition.

Oprah will be allowed to send the usual quota of poor black kids, for the photo op.

The children picked to attend, must have all 101 shots, be listening to the full collection of Hillary's Tapes for the Young Mind, belong to the Democratic Party, and be chipped, and cloned.

They must also report to class, before the third week of life. Any babies over one year, will NOT be accepted.

There will be classes in "How to Rule Morons," "How to Blackmail Enemies," and "How to Become an Actor on the Stage of the World," and "How to Put Women in Power."

The classes sure to be filled is: "How to Impeach" and "How to not Answer Questions, I and II. "

"How to Control the Media," will be a prerequisite for all freshman.

Bill Clinton will also teach a class called; "How to Lie to a Grand Jury And Look Stupid."

The old standard "Divide and Conquer," will be a mandatory class every single year, as will the teachings of Mao, and Hitler, who was a favorite study of Bill's.

Hillary herself will teach a class on how to smile, and say meaningless phrases like... "We will hit the ground running."

In other words, they will be taught how to get around the constitution, and set up corrupt judges to rule everyone.

Hillary has wisely figured out how to end the two-party system, and solve the problem of all these pesky elections. Bill and Hillary Clinton will hand pick all future Presidents and Congress members, upon graduation.

Then maybe, they will let you pick from their choices.

Bill Clinton will run the girls soccer team, at night.

All students will be required to learn Spanish, and Chinese. English will only be spoken at lunch.

Hillary's new "public servant school" is bound to be a rousing success in the annals of dictatorships leaving dictatorships.

Unless--- God decides to interfere...I suggest a good bolt of lighting.

The InCurable African Continent

Nobody’s Opinion: As I was looking at the “Africa” issue of Vanity Fair yesterday, with all its 185 covers, I was thinking---what is it about Africa? I just can’t seem to get excited about it. But it’s clear, they want us to.

Who are they? Why every famous multi-multi-millionaires billionaires all over the world. You name it. George Bush, Bill Clinton, Bill Gates, Bono, (okay, he’s alien) Hillary Clinton, Obama, Madonna, George Clooney, Brad Pitt, Angelina Jolie, and just about every CEO and university teacher who vacations in Cape Town, politician who has ever served in the Congress, or actor who’s made a boring compassionate twenty-minute speech at the Oscar’s.

Say the words “Africa” or “aids” and they all go into some sort of orgasmic state of inexplicable, ginormous, intransigent coma.

Oprah’s eyes actually pop out.

They all have a case of “international herpes” that cannot be cured. If Africa disappeared tomorrow, they would refuse to believe it. Like drug addicts, they would miss their “fix.”

And I cannot for the life of me think that there isn’t something in it for them besides “good” press. Being known as some philanthropic goddess or god of compassion, seems to be all that these people live for.

At least that’s what they want you to believe.

Angelina Jolie is so addicted to “helping” the world that she is wasting away because she is eating bugs along with the starving so as not to offend them. Either that, or Brad said she was getting fat.

Okay, I just don’t buy it. Today it was reported that Steven Spielberg is thinking of not helping out China with their Olympic extravaganza unless they stop funding weapons for the slaughter in Darfur.

I mean, what was he thinking when he started doing this...ET will go home?

Is that what money does to people? Or, should we be asking…is there money in this for the rich?

Since the Jefferson “money in the refrigerator” scandal, we only got to see a very brief glimpse of just how much money is being made and by whom in the, forever it seems, incurable continent of Africa.

Something tell me that Representative Jefferson got re-elected because, if we really knew who had relatives making money off of big international companies, or who sits on their boards and has stocks, in diamonds, oil, mining, electric, water, and windmills building plans, we would be shocked.

Hillary has even come out and said that she plans to build all new schools in Africa. And Bill Clinton plans to put a wind mill in every little African village. And all the new energy programs they will think up will bring new jobs!

Yeah, lots of jobs for Africans. And maybe even jobs for you and me, but we will have to move to Africa to work.

Wait--- what am I saying? We--- will be expected to volunteer.

Today in our local paper there was picture of ten local black high school students who went over to Nairobi to build the kids over there a nice basketball court, for future NBA drafts.

They belonged to a Lutheran group, but would not be allowed to discuss religion, the article said…so as not to upset anyone.

No mention was said who paid for this trip, or why the high school kids over there couldn’t built their own basketball court. But something tells me, the taxpayers paid for this great basketball bonding trip.

Really, I’ve got Africa burn-out. And it’s not because I’m prejudice. (Don’t start me.) It’s because there are only so many times you can hear from some hedonistic politician that you should volunteer to help poor Africa. Why, Africa needs water, food, schools, and cable channels…just like you. And then there is Aids.

Yeah, and I need to fix my back fence before it blows over.

Okay aids is bad. But, why don’t they just get tested before they have sex?

Wait--- then they couldn’t sell aids medicine and vaccines! That thar’ gold is even bigger than the diamond mines.

For years now, everywhere you look, you are being told that Africa is important to all Americans. I have looked at so many pictures of starving children in Africa that I went through whole years when I could not go into a Ponderosa Steak House.

My guilt trips got to be too annoying, so like any sensible American, I gave them up.

How long ago did this guilt trip start? Remember the old saying by your mother?

“How could you leave that on your plate? You know there are starving children in Africa going to bed hungry every night, and I have to throw those peas in the garbage.”

In your head you were thinking…well gee Mom…go ahead and send them peas to those starving kids and shut up.

But the guilt trip for American kids has not only not gone away---it has been put into propaganda overdrive. Guilt is the first thing on every milk carton in our new mandatory kindergartens. We have whole classes on the subject in all our colleges.

At our local college here in Missouri, they now have classes for the “children” called: “Around the World in Five Days.” For $180 your little one will learn about Africa, China, Japan, and France, before they even know what city they live in.

I’d suggest just buying them a new pair of Nike’s instead and say---“China.” Save yourself a few bucks.

Our local papers weekly beg for volunteers to “open your hearts and homes” to host foreign exchange students from all over (Mexico). You must feed them, also. It’s not as easy as it used to be, because now they speak Chinese. Oh, but our "students" are not invited to their countries...so much for the exchange part.

Africa, as long as anyone can remember, has been filled with millions of people, who are going around killing millions of other poor people, therefore putting millions of people walking desperately another place where they won’t starve…only to be so bored they have too much sex sitting around, then catch aids, and millions die a slow death.

You’d think they’d want to at least get some air conditioning---I would.

The rich and famous then go over and stand next to the poor dying children and make speeches, and get back on their Lear jets.

Clinton’s visit to Rwanda, standing with all the little children…was especially priceless---after the slaughter.

After all these years I’m convinced that saving Africa is much more important than saving America to all our politicians.

It won’t be long before July the 4th becomes…International Day.

And that will be the end of our independence.

It will also be the time for us to ask Africa to help us--- after we hide our children.

Drunk Astronauts Discover A Way Out

Nobody's Perfect: Having studied the latest data on just how often the shuttle falls apart upon re-entry, and also the fact that due to Al Gore's environmental concerns, fuel will no longer be allowed to be used on future shuttle trips, but sea water will be substituted instead in order to save the ozone--- these two astronauts were thrown a NO WAY OUT party by NASA.

Fortunately, it was reported they had not sobered up by launch time.

Drunk astronauts will be encouraged on all future space trips, in order to also test cocktail hour for future space travel, paid for by Richard Branson of Virgin Airlines. NASA has offered a free ride to Ted Kennedy whenever he so wishes, and this nobody will personally see that the man gets on board. I am, a strong supporter of space travel.

Paris Hilton has already applied for the program, and People Magazine is reported to have already purchased her launching pictures.

Drunks in space will be a whole new frontier. After all...at least they will be off the roads. NASA might just put a drunk on the moon...showing that Americans are so good, they can even fly the shuttle unconscious.

Once again, we will be the first in space...literally.

Nobody's Absurdities, The Impervious No. 50!

The Perfect Car For Your 50th Birthday!

Nobody's Opinion :
I cannot believe I’ve finally made it to 50 Nobody’s Absurdities. For this you have the masterful Doug Powers to blame, who once commented that he like absurdities.

He was not specific, so don’t be too hard on him.

Anyway, the number 50 has a lot of meaning.

It’s the lifespan of vultures and clostridium botulinum spores, which you can find breeding alongside each other at this very minute at Ceasar's Palace in Las Vegas.

It’s also the time it takes an atom of neutral hydrogen to emit one 21-centimeter radio wave, which explains why most people’s hair goes gray around 50. (?)

It takes fifty years to replace a forest destroyed by fire and fifty years for untreated newspapers to decompose.

I have no idea what an “untreated” newspaper is, but I bet it has a carbon footprint, and looks like the New York Times.

The age of fifty is when you realize that, what the heck, you really wasted the first fifty years of your life, so now for the next fifty years you vow to get really serious and do a much better job wasting the last fifty…because after all, you’ve had fifty years of good solid practice.

You can continue along you’re normal path of amenable forgetfulness, if you don’t get hit by Al Gore’s hockey stick on your way to the bank. I should know. I’ve forgotten Al’s stick already. In my mind, somewhere in his childhood, he ran into a fast moving puck.

So here in my usual…don’t try to make sense out of this order, are some things that you might take note of should you reach the age of fifty.

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When you turn fifty, you will still feel twenty-two. This will make you wonder how come all of a sudden you think about things that never entered your mind at twenty-two, when you still feel twenty-two. And then because you were too stupid to know the things at twenty-two that you do at fifty, it’s too late to do anything about them. So why worry about it? If God wanted you to be smarter, he would have given you a clue.

Don’t forget to ask your dead Prussian grandmother to write her recipe for German Potato salad down. (Before she dies that is.) If there are ANY family recipes, get them out the heads of your relatives now. Do not, I repeat, do not depend on relatives to remember. You can’t beat them up anymore.

If you reach fifty…do not look in mirrors. Why depress yourself? Get yourself a good ball cap. Do not wear flip-flops. Don’t even go to the pool. Wet yourself with a hose in your fenced in back-yard.

Call everyone you meet…a youngster. Talk about the days of Harry Truman, so they will think you really look good for your age. Pretend your seventy to everyone you meet…the looks are priceless, and it gives you the advantage.

If you are a man, be sure and tell that young teenager with the diamond cross in her belly button how nice it is to see a good Christian girl.

Call every politician in our government a “commie #&%$.” Young people need your expertise, it’s time you start telling them what you think. And keep it short. They have the attention span of about a two-second commercial on MTV.

Go ahead and yell at people who butt in front of you in lines, they deserve it.

If you’ve got the money, get as much plastic surgery as you can. If you don’t, then get the darkest sun tan you can…don’t even bother with sunscreen, unless you are addicted to golf. In that case, you need a big hat, and maybe someone to hit the ball for you. When you are old, and get a tan, you look rich, so nobody cares if your wrinkled, they only care that you MAY have money. Leather is in.

Be very happy that Lindsey and Paris are young and incredible stupid, something you never were…unless you were. Then be glad you were never famous.

God was merciful.

If you still have kids at home when your fifty, you started too late---but don’t worry, there are things you can do to make the kids want to get out. Get a pack of dogs, stop buying them video games, suggest they actually pay rent, or bribe them with future monetary rewards…talk about the plots in Florida they will inherit someday if they move out, or the vast investments that you don’t have. They don’t know these things don’t exist. They wouldn’t know a Dow from a Jones…unless it’s in a rap song.

Don’t tell them. They have not been taught a thing in school, so life will not hit them too hard, until it’s too late to do anything about it…about the time they turn fifty.

And remember the proverb:

Heaven protects children, sailors, and drunken men.

So if you make it to 50: act like a kid, take a lot of boat cruises and get drunk.

You might just make it another 50 years.

Nobody's Absurdities, The Impervious No. 50

The Perfect Care for Your 50th Birthday.
Nobody's Opinion; I cannot believe I’ve finally made it to 50 Nobody’s Absurdities. For this you have the masterful Doug Powers to blame, who once commented that he like absurdities.

He was not specific, so don’t be too hard on him.

Anyway, the number 50 has a lot of meaning. It’s the lifespan (in years) of vultures and clostridium botulinum spores, which you can find breeding alongside each other at this very minute at Ceasar's Palace in Las Vegas.

It’s also the time it takes an atom of neutral hydrogen to emit one 21-centimeter radio wave, which explains why most people’s hair goes gray around 50. (?)

It takes fifty years to replace a forest destroyed by fire and fifty years for untreated newspapers to decompose.

I have no idea what an “untreated” newspaper is, but I bet it has a carbon footprint, and looks like the New York Times.

The age of fifty is when you realize that, what the heck, you wasted the first fifty years of your life, so now for the next fifty years you vow to get really serious and do a much better job wasting the last fifty…because after all, you’ve had fifty years of good solid practice.

You can continue along you’re normal path of amenable forgetfulness, if you don’t get hit by Al Gore’s hockey stick on your way to the bank. I should know. I’ve forgotten Al’s stick already. In my mind, somewhere in his childhood, he ran into a fast moving puck.

So here in my usual…don’t try to make sense out of this order, are some things that you might take note of should you reach the age of fifty.

Hopefully, you will remain impervious.

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When you turn fifty, you will still feel twenty-two. This will make you wonder how come all of a sudden you think about things that never entered your mind at twenty-two, when you still feel twenty-two. And then because you were too stupid to know the things at twenty-two that you do at fifty, it’s too late to do anything about them. So why worry about it? If God wanted you to be smarter, he would have given you a clue.

Don’t forget to ask your dead Prussian grandmother to write her recipe for German potato salad down. (Before she dies that is.) If there are ANY family recipes, get them out the heads of your relatives now. Do not, I repeat, do not depend on relatives to remember. You can’t beat them up anymore.

If you reach fifty…do not look in mirrors. Why depress yourself? Get yourself a good ball cap. Do not wear flip-flops. Don’t even go to the pool, wet yourself with a hose, in your fenced in back-yard.

Call everyone you meet…a youngster. Talk about the days of Harry Truman, so they will think you really look good for your age. Pretend your seventy to everyone you meet…the looks are priceless, and it gives you the advantage.

If you are a man, be sure and tell that young teenager with the diamond cross in her belly button how nice it is to see a good Christian girl.

Call every politician in our government a “commie #&%$.” Young people need your expertise, it’s time you start telling them what you think. And keep it short. They have the attention span of about a two-second commercial on MTV.

Go ahead and yell at people who butt in front of you in lines, they deserve it.

If you’ve got the money, get as much plastic surgery as you can. If you don’t, then get the darkest sun tan you can…don’t even bother with sunscreen, unless you are addicted to golf. In that case, you need a big hat, and maybe someone to hit the ball for you. When you are old, and get a tan, you look rich, so nobody cares if your wrinkled, they only care that you MAY have money. Leather is in.

Be very happy that Lindsey and Paris are young and incredible stupid, something you never were…unless you were. Then be glad you were never famous.

God was merciful.

If you still have kids at home when your fifty, you started too late---but don’t worry, there are things you can do to make the kids want to get out. Get a pack of dogs---stop buying them video games, suggest they actually pay rent, or bribe them with future monetary rewards…talk about the plots in Florida they will inherit someday if they move out, or the vast investments that you don’t have. They don’t know these things don’t exist. They wouldn’t know a Dow from a Jones…unless it’s in a rap song.

Don’t tell them. They have not been taught a thing in school, so life will not hit them too hard, until it’s too late to do anything about it…about the time they turn fifty.

And remember the proverb:

Heaven protects children, sailors, and drunken men.

So if you make it to 50: act like a kid, take a lot of cruises and get drunk whenever you want.

You might just make it another 50 years.

Good News for Dads, You Have a New Warrior

Nobody Flashes: There was a time, when my life was very busy...when life was good and Reagan was President, and I first heard the name "Phyllis Schlafly."

She, according to all media outlets, was trying to destroy the whole woman's movement.

She, was the devil incarnate.

Well, who was I to argue? I didn't know a damn thing.

But then...sometime in life, reality hits you, and you realize that sometimes the people who have been vilified, did not deserve it.

And this lady certainly deserved none of it. I am an ardent fan, and am forever in her debt for standing up to the feminists long before anyone else knew what they were really up to.

And, since I know all the men are VERY busy on this site, I happened to run into one of her latest columns, where she stands up for men's right to their children in divorce.

If you haven't seen this piece, then read it here...and enjoy the fresh air and truth of Phyllis Schlafly, and thank God she is on your side. Because this little woman is one hell of a warrior.

You Can Scream Now

Nobody’s Opinion: Yes, the You/tube, first historical Presidentcial debate happened last night.

Presented as a blatant Democratic advertisement for U.N. peacekeepers, slave reparations, gay marriage, get out of Iraq, up the minimum wage, invent environmental jobs to save the planet, sue big corporations, get rid of testing the schools and teachers, give welfare to support all illegal aliens, takeover Africa, and promote women---it gave us all a reason to let out a few good screams tonight.

At least that’s what I did.

The first pip came when Anderson Cooper said that many videos were sent in to You/tube, and 3,000 with the best questions were picked from the American people.

Well, who picked these…Howard Dean?

The video about gun control was especially repulsive. They had a really degenerate looking guy pick up an Ozie rifle about the size of a small asteroid.

Really. Gun control did not have to be talked about after that image.

The videos were as much a well prepared propaganda presentation as the candidates, promoting the democratic agenda and dirty digs on the President.

All of the videos looked rehearsed and planted…sent in and carefully choreographed by the Democratic committee. Any fool could see that.

Well, it helps when You/tube is controlled and operated by flaming liberals…they will be using this great machine of cheap propaganda to the end.

What a scream.

Oh, I mean, progressives not liberals. Sorry.

Hillary was giving a question about the meaning of “liberal.” She prefers the “communist” word. Except…not many know that the word “progressive” has been used by all great communists leaders.

She knows you are all stupid.

The reason she gives for why we should vote for her? Why…to inspire little children all over the world, of course.

Sorry Hillary…J.K. Rowlings already has that filled.

Wasn’t it interesting how all the people in the videos looked really stupid, thereby making all of the candidates looking very smart in comparison?

Yes, it was obvious; some of them had a hard time even reading their questions.

Who won?

Well, Obama was set up to imitate a young JFK. He is going on the “vote for change, that’s me.” He sounds much more intelligent and eloquent in his “speeches” than Hillary, even if they are about the same in policy.

Hillary, was like Mao in drag…despite the rather evident face surgery (Even one eye was still showing the “cut”) that actually did make her look younger. She is having trouble shaking her “I am superior to every human being who ever walked the earth,” face…and it was surprising at the end of the debate when they had a question to her about how we might be tired of the Bush and Clinton dynasties.

Scream! Wait…scream again!

CNN just dealt the lady who never gets any serious questions a big blow! Which she managed to bubble her way out of.

Hillary is a lot like bubbles. Her answers are all full of air that floats, then just bursts, leaving no residue on your brain. In fact, you often go…huh? All her talk is mainly bubbles. She never says anything except she stands on her experience, which comes down to living in the White House and not baking cookies.

Chris Dodd had the best video of the night in which he compared himself to a white rabbit. Grace Slick would be proud. He also wants mandatory citizen service to the world.

Scream! ---I’m not ready to go to Cuba.

Dennis Kucinich, who was put on the end like an exclamation point, seems to have the best wife, who will no doubt according to him, stop the war and talk the world to peace.

He gets a chuckle.

Joe Biden made sure we all knew his wife and child died and that’s why his kids went to public school because they were raised by their aunt, getting the sympathy vote.

Joe had all the best-one liners of the night. “Tell the truth,” he says.

He gets a laugh.

John Edwards wants to sue just about every corporation known to man, including his own hairdresser, on behalf of the American people. This will no doubt go into his bank account. He also, unlike the rest of the gang who believe in gay marriage…doesn’t...
BUT his wife does!

Well, gee…!

And John says that clef palets should be operated on before the age of fifty.

John would NOT say anything against Hillary, even when asked to. He is still trying for VP.

No one could figure out how to pull out of Iraq…but we should. And everyone agreed women should be made to sign up for military service, like the men.

I let out a big scream on this one. Actually, it was more like a snort. Nothing like putting men and women in close quarters to get the United States to pay for more welfare for moms.

Most of my big screams though went to Mike Gravel… who they tried to blast with a “video” from the public about how he said all soldiers died in vain in Vietnam.

Get out of that one Mike. Mike was getting mad at being ignored.

He blasted with “Every candidate up there was connected to Wall Street banks.”

Something tells me I was not the only one laughing and screaming at this remark.

Something tells me that Mike Gravel will somehow be on the Madame’s list tomorrow as being a cross dresser.

One thing for sure, if we get a democratic President from any of these bubble heads, we will all be screaming…from unprecedented national pain.

Monktified, 24/7

Nobody’s Opinion: If you are a conservative, and have trouble finding television series to watch at night…one written well, with good acting, timing, clever stories…and no nude scenes thrown in when you least expect it…I’m sorry to tell you, there is more bad news.

The elections have got the big boys that own the stations putting in politics, and pretending, much like the JFK assassination, that what you are seeing is not political.

Right---And Oswald killed JFK with one bullet.

I’m talking about the news released today that a woman President is going to appear on the very conservative blockbuster...24.

What’s wrong with these people? Didn’t that idea already flunk out with Geena Davis? Do they think if they put a woman President who is much more conservative than Hillary on a TV show that people will want to watch the show?

How is Rush Limbaugh, who is a big fan of the show, going to explain this one?

The chairman of the program swears it’s just cool…not politics. After all, they’ve had two black Presidents, now they want a woman.

Don’t get me wrong. I’m not against the ideas of a black or woman President. I’m against the vast propaganda machine that wants to “brainwash” whole populations into accepting who the big and powerful elites have decided to be their next President.

This by all estimates is Billary.

I’m also getting tired of seeing really pretty women, dressed up in designer bell bottom jeans, running around in high heels, and leading the forces of vast departments of burly men as police chiefs. (Sorry guys.)

Girls that are so tiny and petite, they couldn’t lift a good sized poodle, let alone a shotgun.

There is only so many times you can watch some woman beat up five men at once, before you start saying, “Oh, right.” She weights what…102 pounds?...and she just beat up a 350 pound gorilla with one kick?

Really, how many times have we seen this? So many, we think it’s normal. So many that hundreds of teenage girls are posting themselves fighting on Youtub.

The only time I believed that a woman could actually compete with a man in the movies was when Sigourney Weaver, in the second Aliens, when she came out with that huge machine, faced that ugly mother, egg-laying Alien, and said in one of the classic lines in movie history;

“Get away from her you b----ch!”

Yep. I believed that scene. I could see that. She had brains. Not much muscle, but smart.

And on almost every sitcom you see a woman or a black, always, being cast as the boss.

As if to say that a white man can no longer have the job, they’ve just held it too long.

Women and blacks will now take over, thank you very much.

It’s all so fashionable and politically correct, in such sweet Marxist way, don’t you think?

Mitt Romney would agree. He said today when commenting about Hillary’s economic views: “That’s out with Adam Smith and in with Karl Marx.”

He pointed out the fact that Hillary has never run anything but Bill Clinton’s clean-ups.

Okay, I said that. He said she had not run a business.

Hillary, let’s face it, without Bill Clinton, could not run and win. That’s why she will be seen with him up until Election Day.

I’m not going to watch 24 anymore. I wish they’d just put Hillary on it, and let her play the President, instead of handing her the real job with their weekly stories.

And if that news wasn’t bad enough for this conservative, another one of my favorite shows, Monk, last week took on the sole mission of saving Snoop Dog’s career. The whole episode last week was written solely for the purpose of polishing up the rap music stars and making them look really “cool” again.

The cast did everything but kiss Snoop-Dog’s diamond studded fingers.

The message was: It doesn’t matter what these rappers say in their music. Whether they suggest killing cops, or people, or doing drugs, or having orgies, or hating whitey…it’s their culture, man. And it’s their right to make a lot of money promoting garbage. Be cool!

What made it even worse is that the show was still good, despite the horrible message.

Now, 24 is put on by Fox. Rupert Murdoch seems to be for Hillary, along with Steven Spielberg. The Bush family also seems to be for Hillary.

It’s getting hard to tell the “cons” from the progressives. They all wear masks now.

And if the “24” woman President is made to be conservative, then it will be even more dangerous for the country, because many conservatives will vote for Hillary after getting use to the sitcon, getting reality mixed up with fantasy.

While the rest of us are trying desperately to bring back the solid principles on which the country was based.

We are getting frustrated by the constant bombardment of “political correct” messages in the entertainment industry.

I can see through it. But how many nobodies can not?

Next week, Monk goes to a nudist camp. Somehow, Monk will be made to look like a “nerd” because he will be embarrassed. The message will be Americans are much too Puritan about sex and morals.

Why don’t they just go ahead and give us a nude Woman President, and make Monk gay? You know, get it over with?

Instead of our leaders being picked from the best man or woman for the job, we are left with not much more than actors, who are no more suited to lead America than the writers of television sit-cons.

You watch. The first 24 woman President will be like an Ann Coulter on steroids.

If Ann Coulter was only running against Hillary, our sitcoms would be more believable.

But, that will probably not happen in my lifetime. The big boys who run the world would never allow it.

Ann is not an actress, what you see is what you get. But with Hillary…it’s what we don’t know about what we are going to get that makes real life all that much scarier.

We will become a nation of monktified citizens, with 24 hour updates, from our woman President who will take this country into her megalomaniac Marxist utopia.

And I guaranteed you this… it will be on every channel.

Told ya it was bad news.