(noon. – promoted by ek hornbeck)
I love the smell of People Power in the morning! The overwhelmin’ tide of grassroots anger came to a climax yesterday with the Teabaggin’ protests all over this great country of ours. Millions and millions of patriots were out there makin’ their voices heard and scarin’ the socialists silly with their message of “Stop Governing!” and by the way “Stop the Gays From Gettin’ Married!” And don’t think this is just talk — we’re forcin’ action to be taken at the very highest levels of the liberal governing elite.
For example, you may remember the total sham from a few weeks ago when Docudharma took away my trusted user status under the laughable excuse of performin’ “software enhancements.” Well, I am happy to report that the Teabaggin’ protests have so frightened our liberal Docudharma overlords that they have restored my trusted user status! We DO have the power to stand up to oppression!
And there is an even bigger victory as a result of the Teabaggin’ protests. Ron Paul is takin’ advantage of this populist anger and wants to heavily arm it. Paul’s idea is to hire ordinary citizens and send ’em into international waters to fight pirates:
Rep. Ron Paul (R-Texas) and a growing number of national security experts are calling on Congress to consider using letters of marque and reprisal, a power written into the Constitution that allows the United States to hire private citizens to keep international waters safe.
Used heavily during the Revolution and the War of 1812, letters of marque serve as official warrants from the government, allowing privateers to seize or destroy enemies, their loot and their vessels in exchange for bounty money.
This is BRILLIANT! Everybody knows ya have to fight fire with pirates . . . erm, I mean you have to fight pirates with fire . . . no, that’s not it either . . . all I know is that one way or another guns are the answer. Also we wouldn’t be tyin’ up our Navy, with all its ridiculous rules of engagement, but instead creatin’ an unregulated free market of pirate justice. That’s why the teabaggers are lovin’ this idea — stop wasting our tax dollars and let the free market handle it!
I’m with ya, Captain Ron! First of all, callin’ it a goofy name like a letter of marque is pure genius. To a liberal that just sounds like a wimpy request written in French. Second, this could put my constant fear of Russian invasion at ease, knowin’ that I could send private citizens into the Bering Sea and nip that invasion in the bud. Also third, it would be a great way to stimulate the economy. It creates jobs on Day One without waitin’ for shovel-ready projects (although hittin’ the pirates with a shovel at the ready would be perfectly fine).
So let’s all show our support for Ron Paul by prayin’ for him and his plan:
Dear Heavenly Father,
We’re in a real pickle here, Lord!
We have the mightiest fightin’ force the world has ever seen,
But these darn pirates are makin’ fools of us with rubber rafts.
It’s kinda like when Luke Skywalker destroyed the Death Star.
Ya see, Lord, the Death Star was a huge ship run by The Galactic Empire,
But Luke flew in with a tiny X-Wing fighter,
and destroyed it with one shot to its reactor.
So we’re askin’ Ya, Lord, to help Ron Paul and his plan,
He wants to send bounty hunters out there to fight pirates.
It’s kinda like when Boba Fett, the bounty hunter,
was hired to bring Han Solo in to Jabba the Hutt.
It worked out great, O Lord, for Jabba the Hutt,
and Ron Paul’s plan should work out just as well!
Amen.
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I can bring the guns and the ammo. Also somebody needs to bring beer.
We don’t seem to have missed much. How many sites can boast so few hidden comments?
Now I’ll be chuckling as I get ready for work.
They must have worked, because you sure came out swinging.
I can see Governor Palin standing bravely in the prow of a privateer manned by an impressed crew. Damn, that is one hot image.
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