POLITICALLY INCORRECT HUMOR
FOR A CRANKY COUNTRY
November 19, 2014
This week's column~
by Molli Nickell, Contributor, Freedom Fighters of America
Blame Game over for the
Prince of -Hope-n-Blame
Prince of -Hope-n-Blame
Once upon a time... a dark cloud settled over a country of decent-and-hard-working people. Fearful about losing their jobs, homes and savings, everyone tossed and turned at night, unable to sleep.
Even the grandmothers and grandfathers became short-tempered and snapped at their grandchildren who became fearful and cranky and refused to eat their broccoli or play nice.
Until, TAH! DAH! Along came Prince Hope-n-Blame astride his unicorn, sword of righteousness in one hand, teleprompter in the other. He spoke with such sincerity that the ignorant masses became enthralled by his charming smile, adorable Dumbo ears, and lovely wife who'd suddenly become "proud of her country for the first time" in her life.
Championing himself as THE ONE who could save the country, he double-pinky promised to punish those responsible for the dark cloud of uncertainty, and blamed evil and rich big bankers who worked on the street called "Wall," and "George the Bush."
Prince Hope-n-Blame triple-pinky promised fundamental transformation and much, much more of everything. Unfortunately, the decent-and-hard-working people didn't quite understand what he really truly meant by more. Never in their wildest dreams could they have imagined he meant:
MORE Unemployment...
MORE able-bodied Americans on food stamps and disability...
MORE inflation, economic uncertainty and sustained recession...
MORE spending and borrowing and debt...
MORE taxes to force manufacturing out of the country...
MORE destruction of America's healthcare system...
MORE teachers' union influence to dumb down our children...
MORE "delay, deny, and hope you die" for America's wounded veterans...
MORE foreign policy failures to reduce America's stature in the world...
MORE illegals flooding into America for welfare, free education, free healthcare and ballots...
MORE IRS harassment against conservative political groups...
MORE spying on all Americans by NSA...
MORE executive orders to ignore the law and bypass Congress...
MORE rules and regulations from the Environmental Protection Agency (EPA) and the Federal Communications Commission (FCC)...
MORE attacks against the Constitution...
All orchestrated behind MORE heavily fortified double-locked doors in Washington, DC.
Prince Hope-n-Blame repeated hope and blame and hope and blame so often he cast a spell over the low-information multitudes who became mesmerized in getting even with "them" and enjoying the fruits of "their" labor.
NOBODY QUESTIONED the qualifications of a former community organizer who sat in his Chicago church for 20 years while his Marxist minister spewed hatred against Jews, pasty white people in general, and America in particular.
NOBODY RECALLED how "birds of a feather flock together" when Prince Hope-n-Blame openly admired his "flock" of former radical left-wing college classmates and Marxist professors.
NOBODY CARED that Prince Hope-n-Blame had been AWOL after being elected to the Illinois State Senate because he had been traveling hither and yon (teleprompter in hand) to promote himself and his ghost-written autobiography.
NOBODY NOTICED, on the rare occasions when he attended Senate sessions, that he voted "present" rather than express an opinion. Except when the issue was progressive in nature, like "infanticide" (killing of newborns who survive abortions and are born alive). This he supported twice.
NOBODY CARED that the place of birth, education and travel records of the soon-to-be-anointed one were hidden from view.
Lame-stream media
fell in love with Prince Hope-n-Blame and anointed him as their CHOSEN ONE.
fell in love with Prince Hope-n-Blame and anointed him as their CHOSEN ONE.
Then, an amazing co-ink-ee-dink occurred two months before the 2008 national election: The worst fears of the decent-and-hard-working citizens came to pass. The housing bubble burst. Millions of people instantly lost equity in their homes and 40% of their retirement savings. Cries of "Oh dear! Oh dear! Woe is me!" echoed far and wide across the country.
"Not to fear, I am THE ONE who will save you from this Bush-generated disaster," declared Prince Hope-n-Blame. "I will right every wrong so You-the-Commoners can move back onto the path of prosperity leading to happily-ever-after."
Enough "duped" voters believed in Prince Hope-n-Blame to elect him as their President. During his "inoculation" celebration, the Prince promised to honor the country's Constitution, follow the Rule of Law, create the most transparent administration ever, and listen to suggestions from all elected representatives in Washington, no matter if they had supported him or not. Everybody clapped and danced and hugged the children, who relaxed, ate their broccoli and played nice.
The decent-and-hard-working citizens sighed, believing, "Whew, the worst is over."
But then, oh-my-goodness! Oh-my-gracious!
Prince Hope-n-Blame moved into his castle (our White House) and summoned his CHOSEN ONES-political cronies, radical advisors, home-town thugs, union bosses, basketball pals, lobbyists, secular socialists, a few Marxists and communists-all of whom hungered for absolute power and control that would come their way after they fundamentally transformed America.
The new president removed his smiley face (but kept the adorable Dumbo ears) and revealed himself as the Prince of Deception, formerly known as Prince Hope-n-Blame, Barack Hussein Obama, and Barry Soetoro. Secure in the knowledge he would have at least four (maybe eight) years to rule from his White House castle, he smirked when opposition leaders tried to present ideas and opinions, or suggested compromise.
He told them, "I won. You lost! Sit down and shut up!"
Yes, indeed, the Prince of Deception became his authentic, gollywhomper-lying self and smiled as his comrades-in-arms launched hundreds, then thousands of cripple-the-economy rules, regulations and taxes. He diligently followed through on his promise of equality and launched a non-ending barrage of class, gender and racial warfare to separate the "less equals" from the "equals" and the "more equals."
And so he ruled with iron fist, unchecked until November 3, 2014. And then what happened? Click here to read the rest of this story at TheBlaze.
P.S. This article is excerpted and updated from my quick-read book, "Uncle SCAM Wants Your Money and Your Country." Download a free PDF copy at her blog, or order ($7.16) from Amazon.com. Use my humor to help initiate conversations with the less-aware people in your universe. Entertain, then enlighten them with the truth about our need to wake up, wise up, stand up, speak out, and push back to fundamentally un-transform Obama's America.
A former publisher, Time-Life editor, and six-times published author, Molli helps writers become published authors at www.getpublishednow.biz.
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November 1, 2014
Vote Your Anger!
Fire the corrupt-o-crats
who lie, deny, and falsify.
Contributor, Freedom Fighters of America 
FIRST, there was the chicken-little-sky-is-falling-hurry-up-and-vote-for-it stimulus plan: $787 billion dollars to fund shovel ready jobs that would employ 400,000 Americans. Since the jobs didn't exist, the money was used for tax cuts for General Motors, grants for green jobs, and gifts to unions. Some of the dollars were given to Wall Street and foreign banks.
Fix any bridges or potholes?
Are you kidding?
Vote your anger! Fire politicians who lie, deny, falsify, and supported Obama's stimulus package.
NEXT CAME destruction of the finest healthcare system in the world. Obama lied, assuring Americans they could keep their doctors, their insurance plans, and enjoy lower premiums. Every single Democrat senator and two independents supported the "vote now, read later" monstrosity program and followed Obama blindly off the healthcare cliff. Now the system is mired in cost increases and bureaucratic rules and regulations. The Payment Services Advisory Board (Death Panel) rations healthcare, particularly for seniors, but not for illegal aliens.
Vote your anger! Fire politicians who lie, deny, falsify, and voted for the Obamacare abomination.
DON'T FORGET the attack on Benghazi that claimed the lives of four Americans and resulted in the mysterious disappearance of 1,200 ground-to-Air missiles. Absolutely no one in the White House or State Department, including Hillary "what difference does it make" took responsibility. Instead, speeches to the nation and the United Nations assigned blame to a video that nobody had seen.
Vote your anger! Fire politicians who lie, deny, falsify, and stonewalled the Benghazi investigation to prevent the truth from being pinned on the AWOL president.
REMEMBER the red line and the threat? "If Syria crosses it and uses chemical weapons, they are gonna' pay, I promise." Despite Obama's edict and pointed finger, Syria gassed its own citizens. The penalty? Zip, zero, nada. Obama blamed the international community for making the red-line statement in the first place.
Vote your anger! Fire politicians who lie, deny, falsify, and continue to support Obama's foreign policy
THEN, there were pledges to care for America's wounded warriors. A new boss man came on board. Under his watch, more money was thrown at the department. Nothing changed. Corrupt officials remain on the job. Outside care continues to be nearly impossible for veterans to obtain. Business as usual: delay, deny, and hope they die.
Vote your anger! Fire politicians who lie, deny, falsify, and ignore the plight of our veterans.
Dear Patriot, for more examples, read the entire article at TheBlaze.
On November 4th, vote as if the future of your country depends on your vote. It does.
Please, pass this column on to everyone in your personal universe, even the Democrats.
God Bless America.
Molli
P.S. Want a little more snark in your day? DAILY RANTS are available on my website, along with a FREE download of my book, Uncle SCAM Wants Your Money and Your Country.
Use my humor to initiate conversations with the less-aware people in your universe. Entertain, then enlighten with the truth about our need to wake up, wise up, stand up, speak out, and push back to fundamentally un-transform Obama's America.
A former publisher, Time-Life editor, and six-times published author, Molli helps writers become authors at www.getpublishednow.biz
Dear Patriot
This week, my column at The
Blaze is slightly delayed, so thought to send you something (s) to amuse you .
. . perhaps.
THING NUMBER ONE:
Six
trivia questions. Be honest, it's kind of fun and revealing. If you don't
know the answer make your best guess. Answer all of the questions (no
cheating) before looking at the answers. And,
no, the answers to all of these questions isn't "Barack Obama."
Who
said?
1)
"We're going to take things away from you on behalf of the common
good."
A.
Nancy Pelosi
B.
Adolph Hitler
C.
Joseph Stalin
D.
Barack Obama
E. None
of the above
2)
"It's time for a new beginning, for an end to government of the few, by
the few, and for the few . . . to replace it with shared responsibility, for
shared prosperity."
A.
Lenin
B.
Mussolini
C.
Castro
D.
Barack Obama
E. None
of the above
3)
"(We) can't just let business go on as usual , and that means
something has to be taken away from some people."
A. The
tooth fairy
B. Joseph Goebbels
B. Joseph Goebbels
C.
Boris Yeltsin
D. Barack Obama
D. Barack Obama
E. None
of the above
4)
"We have to build a political consensus and that requires people to give
up a little bit of their own, in order to create this common ground."
A.
Chairman Mao
B.
"Dirty "Harry Reid
C. Kim
Jong II
D.
Barack Obama
E. None
of the above
5)
"I certainly think the free-market has failed."
A. Karl
Marx
B. Lenin
B. Lenin
C.
Uncle Joe foot-in-mouth Biden
D. Barack Obama
D. Barack Obama
E. None
of the above
6)
"I think it's time to send a clear message to what has become the most profitable
sector in (the) entire economy that they are being watched."
A.
James R. Clapper
B.
Milosevic
C.
Saddam Hussein
D.
Barack Obama
E. None
of the above
Now the real surprise!
Answers: None
of the above. All the above socialistic, "I'm-coming after-your-freedom
statements were by Hillary Clinton. Is she scary or what?
THING
NUMBER TWO:
Obama
finally has spoken up regarding beheadings.
This truth shouldn't be funny, because it's true. And yet, pass it around to launch smiles and conversations with everyone in your personal universe.
Be well
and be brave.
Molli
P.S. Want a little more snark in your day? DAILY RANTS are
available on my
website, along with a FREE
download of my book, Uncle
SCAM Wants Your Money and Your Country.
Use my humor to initiate conversations with the less-aware people
in your universe. Entertain, then enlighten with the truth about our need to
wake up, wise up, stand up, speak out, and push back to fundamentally
un-transform Obama's America.
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Food Gestapo
September 13, 2014
from Molli Nickell
Once upon a school day, eight-year old Sammy's stomach rumbled and growled. He was really, really, really hungry. He hadn't eaten breakfast 'cause he dillydallied (Granny's word) when he walked the dog, fed the cat, make his bed, and dug through his closet searching for his favorite shirt. Now, he couldn't wait for lunch, especially since Teacher had explained how the cafeteria would be serving "new and improved" lunches that would be very tasty. Yum! Yum! Yum!
When the lunch bell rang, Sammy's class filed into the cafeteria.
Right away, "Uh oh," Sammy detected a really-bad-icky-barfy smell.
The cafeteria lady handed Sammy his tray: a wrapped something that looked like a hamburger, two carrot sticks, three stalks of celery, six grapes about to become raisins, one eggplant cookie, and a 
12-ounce container of gray milk.
Sammy sat at a table and unwrapped his something that looked like hamburger. But, it wasn't a hamburger at all. "Yuck!" He poked at the rubbery "pink slime" patty that stuck to the whole grain bun.
Sammy took a bite, spit it out, and proclaimed (a little too loudly), "This tastes like upchuck."
Before you could say "clean your plate," the Food Gestapo Lady marched to Sammy's table. She flashed her squinty-eye-you-are-in-trouble-kiddo look at him, and clenched her fists. "Eat your lunch, or else!"
"But . . but . . . but . . . it doesn't taste good."
The Food Gestapo Lady said, "I don't know if your parents paid their fair share for your lunch, but I can find out. If they haven't . . . I know where you live."
Sammy became very, very, very pale and picked up the something-that-looked-like-a hamburger, but wasn't, and bit into it. He gagged again, and upchucked on the Food Gestapo Lady's shiny black combat boots.
Sammy sat in the Principal's office for the rest of lunch period and watched a video presentation from the Food Nanny (Moochelle Obama) explaining why eating real meat was bad, but eating nutritious pink slime was good. It made him so sick to his tummy he forgot to be hungry.
So, dear parents and/or grandparents . . .
How infuriating is it for your child to be forced to eat tasteless food as decreed by Mochelle Obama? Does she hold an advanced degree in nutrition? No. Is she qualified to determine the proper amount of milk that children should drink daily? No, but she is an expert on milking the system.
How does Moochelle Obama bilk American taxpayers through her "healthy lunch program?" CLICK HERE to read the entire article at TheBlaze.
P.S. Want a little more snark in your day? DAILY RANTS are available on my website, along with a FREE download of my book, Uncle SCAM Wants Your Money and Your Country.
Use my humor to initiate conversations with the less-aware people in your universe. Entertain, then enlighten with the truth about our need to wake up, wise up, stand up, speak out, and push back to fundamentally un-transform Obama's America.
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George Soros' Stealth Plan Uses Obama
to Fundamentally Transform America
August 29, 2014
Once upon a time, Big Kahuna, a mega-rich, all powerful troll, stomped around his palace.
Why was he so unhappy, unhappy, unhappy? Although he had more money than he could ever spend, and owned key politicians around the globe, he had never been able to make inroads into seizing control of the country he most coveted.
And so it came to be that Big Kahuna devised a diabolical, top-down-bottom up-inside-out stealth plan. Its success would
fundamentally transform a freedom-loving country of good and honorable people into a socialistic state with himself as Enforcer-in-Chief.But first, he must locate a puppet. An egotistical, lazy, adoration-craving sociopath who could read a teleprompter script like nobody's business.
Lo and behold, he didn't have to search very far or very wide until he discovered the perfect candidate, an inexperienced junior state senator, a Saul Alinsky disciple, who mostly voted "present" on the rare occasions when he actually was in the Senate chambers. Much of his time was devoted to hitting golf balls or traveling hither and yon, promoting his self-aggrandizing biography (written by an someone else.)
Even though he had not accomplished anything of importance, uninformed voters were captivated by the junior state senator's teleprompter speeches, sparkly teeth, adorable Dumbo ears, and wife who had become proud of her country for the very first time.
Little Dude Messiah signed on to Big Kahuna's program and agreed to follow his script to the letter during the presidential campaign. He practiced a Southern drawl, sympathetic facial expressions, and learned to deliver an enthusiastic "hope and change" mantra that riled up his fan base.
Then came the phony-baloney promises.
Little Dude Messiah declared he would create high-paying jobs for everyone, force the rich to pay their fair share, dole out freebies to the poor and/or to those who didn't want to work, and redistribute the wealth at home and abroad. He'd faithfully promote the trumped-up climate change threat, and initiate Peace Day by teaching world leaders to sing in "perfect harmony."
Glory Hallelujah!
Little Dude Messiah won the presidency (thanks to buckets of illegal campaign contributions, lax voting rules, and ballot box stuffing), and moved into the People's House, along with Big Kahuna's hand-picked henchmen, union thugs, lawyers, socialists, a commie or two, and a few Muslim Brotherhood members. These "advisors" were tasked with keeping Little Dude Messiah on point.
Then, as planned, every single one of Little Dude Messiah's "restore America" programs failed.
Sticking to the script, he pointed fingers of blame at the prior administration, red necks who clung to God and guns, his political opposition, ATMs, conservative radio and television, the internet, and those greedy bastards on Wall Street.
Through it all, he played golf, hosted celebrity pals at lavish parties in the People's House, enjoyed frequent vacations, and presented "Aren't I Wonderful" campaign fund-raising speeches far and wide.
When the time came for his "contract" to be renewed, Big Kahuna handed Little Dude Messiah an updated list of major goals to be accomplished during his second term.
Little Dude Messiah sputtered, "But . . . but . . . but . . . Congress won't allow any of these!"
Big Kahuna replied, "Who said anything about Congress? Using pen and phone, you'll allow the rise of the Islamic State caliphate in the Mid-east, support the Hamas "destroy Israel" agenda, ignore Iran's nuclear success, and look the other way when Russia invades Ukraine. You'll change America's demographics by granting amnesty to 20 million illegal aliens. Plus, you'll continue to welcome "reformed" terrorists into your country as you fan the flames of discontent in your entitlement slaves, and promote racism far and wide.
Yikes! Will Big Kahuna (George Soros) be successful in fundamentally transforming everything about America, and the world? Read the entire story at TheBlaze.
P.S. Additional columns and almost DAILY 
RANTS are available on my website, along with a FREE download of my quick-read book, "Uncle SCAM Wants Your Money and Your Country."
RANTS are available on my website, along with a FREE download of my quick-read book, "Uncle SCAM Wants Your Money and Your Country."
Use my snarky humor to initiate conversations with the less-aware people in your universe. Entertain first, then enlighten them with the truth about our need to wake up, wise up, stand up, speak out, and push back to restore and retain freedom in America.
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Flipus-Flopus Virus
Contaminates White House
August 16. 2014
by Molli Nickel, Staff Writer, Freedom Fighters of America
RANTS are available on my website, along with a FREE download of my quick-read book, "Uncle SCAM Wants Your Money and Your Country."
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August 2, 2014
This week's column shares the truth behind the news.
"Na Na Na Na Na Na, impeach me. I dare you!"
from Molli Nickell www.mollinickell.com
Guess who really, really, really wants impeachment?
'Who begs, "Oh please! Oh please! Oh please impeach me?"
Who makes his big boy tough face and dares Congress to impeach him?
Who makes his big boy tough face and sneers, "Nanny, nanny, nanny. Bring it! Bet'cha can't. Bet'cha won't."
President Manchild in the White House, that's who.
If Republicans in the House of Representatives react like ferrets chasing a shiny object, take the bait and chase after Obama's impeachment scheme, this will make . . . his . . . day!
He desperately needs the furor that will arise when we-the-racist-sexist-obstructionist citizens attack him unfairly.
He plays the part of the innocent victim, just "doin' his job, helpin' folks."
And just what is his job? Does he even know? Even though President Manchild claims to be a Constitutional scholar, he just doesn't quite get it that his job is to enact laws as passed by Congress. He does not understand that being armed with pen and phone does not give him the Constitutional right to re-write laws or arbitrarily apply them.
With poll numbers sinking faster than the sales of Hillary "what difference does it make" Clinton's book, President Manchild needs something, anything, to rile up his base. Voila! Threats of impeachment fill the bill. It shoves the border crisis, the economy, continued VA healthcare failures, and the Middle-East crisis off the front page and out of the minds of his Obama-zombies.
What will happen if Congressional ferrets take the bait and chase after impeachment?Read the rest of this column on TheBlaze.
Just in case you missed this link last week . . .
Here's a powerful and passionate message from Reba McEntiire.
Please forward this link to everyone you love and cherish.
Pray for peace.
God bless you and your family.
God bless Israel.
God bless America.
Molli
P.S. Additional columns and an almost DAILY RANT are available on Molli's website, along with a FREE download of her quick-read book, "Uncle SCAM Wants Your Money and Your Country." Use her snarky humor to help you initiate conversations with the less-aware people in your universe. Entertain first, then enlighten them with the truth about our need to wake up, wise up, stand up, speak out, and push back to restore and retain freedom in America.
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July 27, 2014
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July 18, 2014
Our president faces an incredibly serious problem; one he is incapable of resolving. And no, I'm not referring to Obamacare, the Veterans Affairs scandal, Internal Revenue Service targeting, National Security Agency spying, the Benghazi attack, Fast and Furious, job loss, a failing economy, failing schools, rebirth of the housing bubble, loss of international prestige, collapse of Iraq, expansion of the Islamic State of Iraq and Syria, Syria's chemical weapon stash, or thousands of illegal alien children flooding into America, etc., etc., etc.
You may be thinking, "Sheesh, another problem? What is it this time? Another phony scandal?" Nope.
This problem is not fixable because it's created by President Pinocchio himself. He offers photo ops (almost daily) that damage his image. Remember the "Red Line?" Or, "If you like your doctor you can keep your doctor?" Or, "I'll get to the bottom" of the VA wait-in-line-and-die-in-line problem?"
President Barack Obama speaks about the economy, Wednesday, July 9, 2014, at Cheesman Park, in Denver. (AP Photo/Brennan Linsley)
Circulated around our YouTube world, these (and other photo ops) continually reveal the president's lying, corrupt, devious, vain, arrogant, conceited, haughty, cocky, narcissistic, and puffed-up self (feel free to add your own adjectives. I don't mind - not even a smidgeon).
To deal with the continued exposure of his never-ending lies, President Pinocchio's senior advisor initiated P.O.O.P., the Photo Op Obliteration Program.
An excellent example of a photo op that should have been buried by P.O.O.P. involved the May 31, 2014 Rose Garden ceremony that introduced Mom and Pop Bergdahl, parents of Sgt. Bo Bergdahl, a U.S. Army soldier, missing in action since 2009. President Pinocchio vowed that America never leaves her fighting men or women behind, especially those who had "served their country with honor."
President Pinocchio embraces Mom and Pop Bergdahl while promising that American military men and women are never, ever left behind. AP Photo/Jacquelyn Martin
Hmmmm. Has political correctness redefined Absent Without Leave as being honorable?
And what about the multiple photo ops with Bergdahl's brothers-in-arms and loved ones of soldiers who had died searching for him? Can their testimonials about Bergdahl, the "deserter," disappear with double or triple doses of P.O.O.P? Nope!
As of July 14, 2014, Bergdahl returned to active duty, without fanfare or a photo op in the Rose Garden. Why the media silence? Might be the timing. While Bergdahl receives "kid glove" treatment, two military babysitters, and a sponsor, pink slips are being distributed to our brave warriors on the battle fields of Afghanistan.
Don'cha wonder what happened to the court-martial that had been discussed prior to Bergdahl's release? Forgotten? Swept under the rug? I'll betcha that instead of being sentenced to three-hots-and-a-cot in Fort Leavenworth Military Prison, he will be repurposed as a "prisoner of war." This will motivate another Rose Garden photo op where Bergdahl will be lavished with praise and a big, fat back-pay check for $300,000.
Is that POOP or what? Read more at TheBlaze about what may be in store for Bo Bergdahl.
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July 5, 2014
Hello dear patriot,
Missed you last week. I'm shifting to twice a month, for the moment.
However, just to keep your patriotic blood boiling, I'll be sending you (occasionally) a Daily Rant to keep you up to date on the latest bad-behavior in Washington, DC.
This week's column~
Montel's VA Surge. OORAH!
Missed you last week. I'm shifting to twice a month, for the moment.
However, just to keep your patriotic blood boiling, I'll be sending you (occasionally) a Daily Rant to keep you up to date on the latest bad-behavior in Washington, DC.
This week's column~
Montel's VA Surge. OORAH!
from Molli Nickell, grannyguerrillas.com
Montel Williams, talk show host, TV personality and former Marine, recently appeared on the Glenn Beck program to share a common-sense solution to the VA healthcare debacle. Montel commented, "There are 50,000 children (to date) that came across the border illegally. We're opening up DOD (Department of Defense) facilities to triage them. These are refugees. We should help them. But, how dare we let them go to a DOD facility before we let our own people . . . those who fight for our lives . . . do the same thing?"
Does Montel have a point? Is America obligated to care for and absorb 80 to 90,000 illegal alien children into our culture at the expense of our own?
Every single one of our heroic vets waiting for medical care is somebody's child.
Every single one of them has put his/her life at risk for us.
Montel urges Americans to support a straightforward plan that could clear the backlog of veterans waiting for care. "President Obama can act, without Congress, and order each branch of the service that has allowed corpsmen to go off active duty and into the reserve, to bring them back on temporary active duty." He continues: "They could man every VA hospital, and also the hospitals on military bases, with the mission of clearing the entire backlog in 90 days."
Montel explained how Obama, as Commander in Chief, could make the call "today" and tap into the skills of thousands of off-duty corpsmen ("corpse" men in Obama-speak).
Montel explained that in 90 days, we would have gained understanding about the actual cost (present and future) of fulfilling our promises and debt to our veterans. He added, "We have to do this."
Is anyone in Washington listening? Does America's procrastinating and feckless Commander-in-Chief have a clue about the need to take immediate action to treat our sick and wounded veterans? Who knows? By all appearances, he's terribly, terribly, terribly busy ignoring America's failing economy, Iraq's disintegration, and escalating Mid-East chaos as he spews tons of carbon (from Air Force One and support aircraft) as he flits hither and yon to promote the dangers of climate change.
What about Congressional action? Anything happening on that front? Yes and no.
The Senate has spawned an unlikely alliance between lib-tard Bernie Sanders and Republican Progressive, John McCain, who cobbled together a bill that I've labeled "Mc-Sanders" that is supposed to offer veterans assistance in obtaining healthcare. Unfortunately, the costly program doesn't really help our vets.
The CBO (Congressional Budget Office) estimated an initial cost of $500 million for construction of additional VA healthcare facilities and to support a voucher program called, "choice cards." This would allow vets to seek medical care outside of the VA system.
(Just in case you forgot, these are the same CBO bean counters who assured us that Obama's Affordable Healthcare Act would save money, and become a blessing for America. Same deal here, just different players. When presented with additional specifics, the CBO revised the cost to $35 BILLION dollars by 2016.)
Does this ballooning expenditure actually help our veterans? Probably not. Based on prior experience ($700 BILLION dollars siphoned from Medicare to pay for Obamacare), the money allocated for veteran medical care will be diverted to illegal aliens (or some other Obama pet project).
Will the re-distribution of $35 BILLION of our tax dollars become a blessing for America? Certainly so, if you're referring to Central America.
But, (and wouldn't you know it), there's an elephant-in-the-room. The Mc-Sanders' program holds down costs by limiting the use of choice cards. Veterans with choice cards can only receive care from Medicare providers, the Department of Defense, Indian Health Services, and federally qualified health centers (code words for overcrowded facilities that provide preventive care to the uninsured and low-income patients).
Say what? Will this help our veterans obtain quality medical services? NO!
Increasing numbers of doctors are turning away Medicare patients because they can't afford to accept the low reimbursement rates. Therefore, in order to accommodate hundreds and thousands of VA patients, doctors who continue to accept Medicare will be forced to diminish patient time, or will be forced to turn VA escapees over to Physician Assistants for evaluation.
Plus, before a choice-card-carrying veteran actually spends five minutes with a doctor, they'll wait long hours in overcrowded hospitals and/or waiting rooms overflowing with seniors, the poor, and of course, illegal aliens infected with highly contagious diseases like scabies, lice, measles, chicken pox, and tuberculosis.
Take a number. Sit down. Shut up. Wait your turn! Do our vets deserve the McSanders' program. NO, they deserve better.
If America's wounded warriors fought for freedom
with the same passion
as the VA fights to avoid responsibility for their care,
would we be speaking German, Japanese, or Korean?
as the VA fights to avoid responsibility for their care,
would we be speaking German, Japanese, or Korean?
Plus, and here's the second elephant in the room. Rules/regulations haven't been developed . . . yet. Is that business as usual or what? Like everything taken over or undertaken by Uncle Scam, the Mc-Sanders' bill seems destined to evolve into law in a typical four-step program.
ONE, lie about the cost.
TWO, establish convoluted and disingenuous rules (or write them as you go along).
THREE, promise more but deliver less.
FOUR, assign overpaid and under-skilled bureaucrats to perform their usual piss-poor implementation.
(Haven't we already been here with Obamacare? How's that working out for millions of We-the-People? Lost our doctors. Lost our insurance plans. Lost premiums we could afford. Lost our full-time jobs. Lost quality medical care for our families. Lost trust in the government, especially Obama.)
So, what can you do to help America's veterans in their time of need?
Fire up your passion (instead of your anger) and watch Montel's emotional appearance on Glenn Beck's program.
Appeal to Obama's giant ego and desperate quest for a meaningful legacy. Suggest he take a meaningful step to help our veterans by launching a VA surge. Then sign the petition.
Of, if you think it's more effective, demand Obama get his fanny off Air Force One and into his oval office chair and call up off-duty corpsmen to launch a VA Surge. Then, sign the petition.
Most important, enlist your friends and neighbors to support America's brave warriors. Talk and tweet it out across the land. Do it now!
OORAH!
P.S. Additional columns and an "almost daily rant" are available on Molli's website, along with a FREE download of her book, "Uncle SCAM Wants Your Money and Your Country." Use her humor and snark to help you initiate conversations with the less-aware people in your universe. Entertain first, then enlighten them with the truth about our need to wake up, wise up, stand up, speak out, and push back to restore and retain freedom in America.
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Ole' Obama's Gunnin' for GI Joe.
June 6, 2014
by Molli Nickell, a granny guerrilla
Ole' Obama lives in Phony-ville.
E-I-E-I-O.
And, in Phony-ville, he has handlers, speech writers,
and teleprompters galore to help
spread lies about GI Joe's VA healthcare.
E-I-E-I-O.
With "wait lists" here,
phony-baloney anger there,
here a promised investigation,
there an expected resignation,
and everywhere a'dodging the bullets of blame . . .
Ole' Obama breaks his VA healthcare promises to GI Joe.
E-I-E-I-O.
VERSE TWO:
Ole' Obama lives in Phony-ville.
E-I-E-I-O.
And, in Phony-ville, when his disdain for GI Joe's healthcare
became obvious,
his handlers launched a campaign to divert blame.
E-I-E-I-O.
With a blame Bush here,
an anger-furrowed brow there,
here a pointed finger,
there a promise to fix the problem pronto,
and everywhere "I'm mad as hell" . . .
Ole' Obama's VA healthcare schemes continue to fail GI Joe.
What will happen to GI Joe?
And why has Obama known about the VA healthcare problem
since 2007and never lifted a finger to improve it?
Read the rest of this article at THE BLAZE.
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And, in the meantime, keep the conversations going about the VA problems. Don't allow the progressives to divert attention away from this tragic situation.
And, in the meantime, keep the conversations going about the VA problems. Don't allow the progressives to divert attention away from this tragic situation.
May 17, 2014
by Molli Nickell, a granny guerrilla
They said, "Because you no longer protect or serve, we're cutting your pensions, your benefits, and closing your commissaries."
The Veterans asked, "What about the promises you made?"
They were told, "Your country is running out of money.
The Veterans said, "If that is true, why do illegals receive welfare and food stamps?"
They were told. "That's not your concern. Just trust us. We'll do the right thing. Your government will take care of you."
They lied.
Americans (who were not Veterans) didn't stand up and speak out and so . . .
THEY CAME FOR the medical care of sick and wounded Veterans.
They said, "Take a number and wait."
The Veterans asked, "What about the promises you made?"
They were told. "Your country is running out of money.
The Veterans said, "If that is true, why do VA administrators receive bonuses while we wait and die without receiving medical care?"
They were told, "That's not your concern. Be patient. Fill out the forms. Just trust us. We'll do the right thing. Your government will take care of you."
They lied.
Americans (who were not Veterans in need of medical care) didn't stand up and speak out and so . . .
THEY CAME FOR Social Security benefits.
They said to the Senior Citizens, "Because you no longer contribute to the greater good, you will not receive a cost of living increase."
The Senior Citizens replied, "But, we worked, followed the rules, and placed our money into the Social Security Fund lockbox. You agreed to guard our contributions. Instead, you "borrowed" our money and never repaid it."
They were told, "Your country is running out of money."
The senior citizens asked, "If that is true, why do able-bodied adults, who chose not to work, receive increased entitlements?"
They said. "That's not your concern. Just trust us. We'll do the right thing. Your government will take care of you."
They lied.
Americans (who were not Senior Citizens) didn't stand up and speak out and so . . .
THEY CAME FOR everyone's healthcare.
What were the promises made? The promises broken? Will America ever recover from an overdose of dishonesty from our own government?
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Dude, Benghazi is . . . so yesterday.
Meet L'il Tommy, twerp author of Benghazi "lying points"
by
Molli Nickell, a granny guerrilla
Molli Nickell, a granny guerrilla
Once upon a time, there was a country of decent and hardworking people who trusted their elected politicians. Sometimes this turned out to be not-such-a-good idea.
Case in point: when Prince Hope-n-change (with his charming smile and ador 
able Dumbo ears) was elected to the presidency of his country. Accompanied by his lovely wife (who had just become proud of her country for the first time) he moved into our White House with his fellow travelers: radical-progressive-hoops shooting-hem kissers who constantly fed his Chicago-sized ego.
able Dumbo ears) was elected to the presidency of his country. Accompanied by his lovely wife (who had just become proud of her country for the first time) he moved into our White House with his fellow travelers: radical-progressive-hoops shooting-hem kissers who constantly fed his Chicago-sized ego.
Prince Hope-n-Change's minions knew that, to protect their cushy White House jobs, they would be required to protect the Prince and his job. No leadership failure was ever to be his fault . . . even when it was.
Then, a national tragedy occurred on September 11, 2012. The American consulate in Libya was attacked by Al Qaeda affiliated terrorists. Four brave Americans were killed. Was this the fault of incompetency in the White House or the Department of State? No! It was nobody's fault, it just happened.
A spontaneous evening stroll
turned into a spontaneous protest
which led to a spontaneous mortar attack
and resulted in the spontaneous deaths of four Americans.
The hem kissers in the White House immediately realized that if the truth was revealed about how four Americans' were abandoned and murdered, this could cause Prince Hope-n-change to lose his bid for reelection. As a result, they, along with all the overpaid and underqualified advisors, speech writers, photographers, secretaries, makeup artists, dog walkers, and food tasters would lose their cushy jobs and be forced to work in the real world. Worst of all, their goal of shoving America toward fundamental transformation (destruction) would be delayed or possibly thwarted.
As the facts from the ground came rolling in, it became obvious that cleverly written talking points were needed to divert negative attention away from the Prince. Who better for this creative writing task than L'il Tommy, official spokesman for the National Security Council?
Drawing on hours of political experience and his college training in fiction writing, L'il Tommy rewrote the events of Benghazi. White House spokespeople echoed his fictional scenario, word for word, on multiple radio, television, and press outlets. Pretty soon it became old news, ignored by the media lapdogs.
However, a small but dogged core of reporters and Judicial Watchdogs knew that Americans were being bamboozled, big time. They began to dig for the truth, and thanks to the Freedom of Information Act, they received (after 18 months) a few of the governmental emails transmitted during and immediately after the attack. These exposed L'il Tommy's involvement in the creation of monumentally false and misleading talking points.
A well-respected reporter conducted a revealing video interview with L'il Tommy. The video was supposed to have been destroyed . . . but, instead, it was leaked to the press.
REPORTER: As spokesperson for the National Security Council, you were responsible for the revised talking points regarding the Benghazi tragedy. Is that correct? For example, you substituted the word "protest" for the word "attack." Is that correct? And then, you helped rewrite the entire scenario to blame a YouTube video for causing the protest in the first place. Is that correct?
L'IL TOMMY: Like Dude, my job was to provide clarity for everybody who speaks for the White House. Accurate, clear and upbeat. Gotta' make sure all Americans know the President's team is workin' 24/7 to serve, protect, and inform.
REPORTER: Nice slogan, did you write it?
L'IL TOMMY: Yuppidy doo dah, I did.
REPORTER: Any others we might remember?
L'IL TOMMY: My personal favorite was "Bin Laden is dead. GM is alive. Al Qaeda's on the run." One. Two. Three. All happy news.
REPORTER: We lost four brave Americans in an attack on our consulate in Benghazi. And, so far, nobody has been held responsible for the gross leadership failures that allowed this to occur.
L'IL TOMMY: Dude, those are down, down, downer words.
REPORTER: Truth is not always happy news. The loved ones left behind, as well as the American people, want to know why four Americans died. Don't we owe them the truth?
L'IL TOMMY: Dude, it's like, ancient history, right? What difference does it make if a bunch of guys were out walking and decided to blow off a little steam to celebrate the anniversary of 911. Since MacDonald's was closed, they headed for the consulate. It just got out of hand, that's all.
REPORTER: Guys out for a walk carry rocket launchers?
L'IL TOMMY: Hey, Libya's a dangerous country, you know. Lions, tigers, and bears and all that. Well, maybe not bears. Everybody carries weapons.
REPORTER: There were real time reports from the ground while the consulate was under attack. Despite repeated requests for assistance, no one responded. Where was the President? In the situation room?
So, how does L'il Tommy explain Obama's absence from the Situation Room? Was he at home packing for his Vegas trip? Or practicing his teleprompter campaign speeches? Or ironing his shirts?
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THIS WEEK'S COLUMN~
THIS WEEK'S COLUMN~
America's Brave Warriors:
Dishonored, Demeaned, and Dismissed
This is the . . .
House that Freedom built.
These are the . . .
Brave Warriors who fight and die to protect
all who live in the House that Freedom built.
These are the . . .
good and decent citizens, who
APPRECIATE,
HONOR, and
BLESS
the Brave Warriors, past and present,
who prevent freedom from falling prey to tyranny.
This is the . . .
Commander-in-Chief who
DISHONORS
a Brave Warrior by demanding valet service,
DENIES
hot meals for the Brave Warriors serving in battle, but
INVITES
to entertain celebrity pals and political cronies
at extravagant "special" evenings in our White House.
These are the . . .
children who dwell in the House where Freedom lives, and
CELEBRATE
their liberty, protected by the Brave Warriors.
* * * * *
This is the . . .
Commander-in-Chief who
IGNORES
the needs of the Brave Warriors' families,
CLOSES
their commissaries,
REDUCES
military housing allowances,
DIMINISHES
DEMANDING
increased entitlements for welfare and food stamp recipients,
and continues to
BESTOW
luxurious vacations on his family and friends.
How else do the Emperor and Empress dishonor
our Brave Warriors, our flag, and our country?
What's Fair about "Fair Share?"
Obama gives benefits to shirkers
rather than tax breaks to workers.
Once upon a time . . . a self-motivated ANT named Sunny, prepared for the approach of winter while his neighbor, Share, a lazy GRASSHOPPER, lounged around and ridiculed him for working so hard.
But, when temperatures began to drop, Share realized he had no shelter, no stored food, and would perish during winter. He resented Sunny and his comfortable home with a well-stocked pantry.
Share's emotional stress over his lack of security caused him to suffer migraines and pain in his back legs. He thought, "It's just not fair that my life is so un-equal!"
He called a press conference to complain how Sunny was comfortable, well fed, and owned a home. He whined and moaned that he, a poor, handicapped grasshopper, was homeless, hungry, and suffering.
Once the cameras were rolling, Share limped back and forth in front of Sunny
's home carrying a sign, "Those who have more don't give their fair share to feed and house others who are less fortunate."
's home carrying a sign, "Those who have more don't give their fair share to feed and house others who are less fortunate."
Lame-stream journalists declared Share to be the victim of a culture that refused to do the right thing and redistribute its wealth. MSNBC viewers loved the story. Ratings exploded. One commentator shed a tear as a thrill ran up his leg when he described the "brave little bugger" who struggled against inequality.
Mobs of unemployed college grads, shirkers, network camera crews, and bloggers rushed to the forest to film Share's plight and demand their fair share.
On cue, and just in time for the six o'clock news, a ruckus broke out between the occupiers. Some shouted "racist" when others sang, "It's not easy being green, unemployed, and disabled."
This was followed by a diatribe from a reed-thin, pipsqueak politician who hinted that he possessed information (from an
un-named source) that Sunny was a militia member, and therefore, a domestic terrorist.
Casting logic to the wind (which was becoming colder by the hour) an enterprising producer launched a reality show, "The Face of ANT-I Americanism." Ratings sky rocketed. The occupiers, wanting to extend their 15 minutes of fame, demanded their fair share of tents, food, and camping supplies so they could continue to raise awareness in comfort.
Determined not to let a good crisis go to waste, another political leader, famous for her "find out what's in it after we pass the bill" comment, stepped into the PR arena. She flashed her Boxtox-enhanced smile, and clutched her gold cross as testimony to her deeply felt, pro-abortion, religious convictions. Declaring the importance of honoring the plight and work ethic of green insects, she bowed her head in reverence as she washed all six of Share's tiny feet.
In a well-orchestrated national press conference, Princess Pantsuit ranted about how the opposition party was nothing more than insensitive oafs who demonstrated their lack of caring for "the little guy." She quoted their declaration of "what difference does it make?" as proof that Sunny was a closet elitist and a member of the vast right wing conspiracy. 
The president of the country jumped on the bandwagon and signed an to increase Sunny's income tax and made it retroactive to the beginning of summer. In order to pay the tax, Sunny depleted his 401K retirement fund.
But wait, there's more!
NSA provided surveillance showed Sunny building his house in a protected forest preserve, home to a common spotted owl, recently declared to be an endangered species.
Then, the BLM (Bully Lawless Men) leaked evidence that Sunny had harvested six (6) berries from wild-plants growing in the protected forest preserve, in violation of their "no grazing" edict. He was fined heavily for this transgression.
Because Sunny had depleted his savings to pay the retroactive tax levied by the president's executive order, he was unable to pay the fine.
The government, citing Imminent Domain, seized Sunny's home and gave it to Share.
Dazed by the downturn in his life, Sunny wandered away and was never seen again. And, as you might expect, Share whined about not having enough food, a place to live, and voila! the government not only gave him food stamps, welfare, disability, and Sunny's former home.
Looks like Sunny got nothing and selfish Share got it all. But is that really what happened? Or is there disaster just around the corner for the deceptive and selfish grasshopper. You can be quite sure that Share will reap his just rewards and quite possibly may be squashed like a . . .
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The Most Dangerous Americans Aren't Armed,They're Uninformed
~a political fable from Molli Nickell
Once upon a time, millions of decent and hardworking American citizens were terrified of losing their jobs, their homes, and their life savings. Then along came a presidential candidate, Prince Hope-n-change, who promised to fundamentally transform the country so everyone could live "happily ever after."
Citizens were so entranced by his oh-so-sincere teleprompter speeches, his adorable Dumbo ears, and lovely wife who'd just become "proud of her country for the very first time," they failed to notice the very slim resume of Prince Hope-n-change. My goodness, he'd never held a real job in the private sector. Never ever!
They failed to notice how he'd been raised and mentored by a pack of left-wing/progressive/communist wolves.In his book, "The Manchurian President," best-selling author, Aaron Klein, introduces readers to the anti-American extremists who influenced Obama during his childhood.
They failed to notice his affiliation with the followers of Saul Alinsky (the Godfather of Community Organizing), who had dedicated his "Rules for Radicals" book to his idol, Lucifer.
The Prince traveled hither and yon across the country, making double-pinky promises to fix everything. But, alas and alack! The light at the end of his tunnel of hope-and-change turned out to be the train of deception that smashed into America's Constitution.
Five years later, the destruction is evident.
- The train wreck called "Obamacare" creates a nation of part-time workers, 92 million unemployed, 42 million people on food stamps, a shrinking job market, and a future of Medicaid for everyone.
- The train wreck called "public education" focuses on self-esteem instead of critical thinking skills and dumb, dumb, dumbs down America's children.
- The train wreck called "gun control" continually tries to dupe Americans into going along with a progressive scheme to register, then confiscate, guns.
- The train wreck called "national defense" downsizes, demoralizes, and disarms our military, and dishonors our brave warriors, past and present.
- The train wreck called "trust us, we know what's best for you" encourages IRS thugs to monitor and intimidate the political opposition and allows NSA to snoop into and retain emails and phone calls of every citizen.
- The train wreck called "equality for all" pits the haves against the have nots, the God-loving vs the God-less, men against women, and champions bottom feeding race baiters like Al Sharpton, Jesse Jackson, and Eric Holder.
- The train wreck called "foreign policy" crumbles as America's "Commander-in-ept" draws meaningless red lines, delivers empty threats, and then retreats. Meanwhile, Iran's nuclear program moves forward. The Saudis shop for their own nukes, and Syria retains 90% of its chemical weapons. Israel stands alone, unsupported by America's Secretary of Blither, John Kerry. Vladimir Putin, the President of Russia and the world's most ruthless tyrant, flaunts his manly-leather-jacket-wearing-motorcycle-riding image and annexes his neighbors without fear of reprisal. The Prince Hope-n-change furthers his care-less, weak-kneed image as he pedals around Martha's Vineyard wearing a helmet and mommy jeans. Small wonder that America's "chosen one" has become an international laughing stock.
How the heck did such a failed leader become re-elected to a second term? In 2012, why didn't Americans elect a moral, experienced adult who'd never smoked pot, and didn't hide his birth certificate, college transcripts, or travel records?
We screwed up. That's the "why" of a second term for Obama!
We-the-Conservatives failed to make it crystal clear how progressives in Washington, DC, were collapsing (on purpose) the moral and financial foundation of our country.
We failed, big time, to make the case about how conservative principles of small government, fiscal responsibility, and unlimited economic opportunity are America's only hope to restore and retain freedom for ourselves, our children, and our grandchildren.
In the 2012 election, millions of uninformed or "mis"informed citizens decided not to vote. This resulted in the continued empowerment of The Prince, his extravagant wife, and his hand-picked advisors: liberals, radicals, control-hungry progressives, and Muslim Brotherhood pals . . . all of them hell bent on achieving their goal of fundamental transformation (destruction) of America from within.
Abraham Lincoln warned us that "America will never be destroyed from the outside. If we falter and lose our freedoms, it will be because we destroyed ourselves."
Yikes. What a mess!
So, what can we do? How can we prevent further loss of freedom and opportunity and reverse the failures of our foreign policy? For starters, in November, 2014, we can take back the Senate and replace every left-wing progressive in the House of Representatives with patriotic Americans who honor our Constitution and the Rule of Law. Period.
How can we do this? By educating lower-information voters and motivating them to wake up, wise up, stand up, and vote as if the future of their country depended on their involvement. Which it does.
Low information voters need to understand that if we lose freedom here, there is no place to escape to because America is liberty's last stand.
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Ole' Michelle O'bama Flew the Prison Coop. E-I-E-I-O
Ole' Michelle O'bama occupied a mansion. E-I-E-I-O.
And in that mansion she lived a life of luxury. E-I-E-I-O.
With personal assistants here, fitness trainers there,here a masseuse,
there a makeup artist, everywhere chefs and servants . . .
and free rent.
E-I-E-I-Ole' Michelle occupied a mansion, and said it was a prison cell.
And that made taxpayers mad as hell!
E-I-E-I-O.
SECOND VERSE same as the first, 'cept the story now becomes a little more terse.
Ole' Michelle O'Bama escaped her prison cell. E-I-E-I-O.
And headed straight to Ireland for brunch with Bono. E-I-E-I-O.
(On government business? I don't think so.)
With the security detail here,
an Air Force plane there,
here an event assistant,
there a wardrobe coordinator,
everywhere lodging for her 30-person entourage . . .
and a $3,300 per night suite.
an Air Force plane there,
here an event assistant,
there a wardrobe coordinator,
everywhere lodging for her 30-person entourage . . .
and a $3,300 per night suite.
Then ole' Michelle flew back to her mansion.
With personal assistants here,
fitness trainers there,
here a masseuse,
there a makeup artist,
everywhere chefs and servants . . .
and free rent.
fitness trainers there,
here a masseuse,
there a makeup artist,
everywhere chefs and servants . . .
and free rent.
E-I-E-I-Ole' Michelle occupied a mansion, and said it was a prison cell.
And that made taxpayers mad as hell!
E-I-E-I-O.
THIRD VERSE, same as the first, 'cept the spending gets a little bit worse.
Ole' Michelle O'bama escaped from her prison cell. E-I-E-I-O.
And headed straight to Spain to dance the flamenco. E-I-E-I-O.
(On government business? I don't think so.)
With a security detail here,
a Five-Star Resort there,
here a chauffeur,
there King Juan Carlos,
everywhere, celebrity pals and gals . . .
and a $467 Thousand Dollar tab.
a Five-Star Resort there,
here a chauffeur,
there King Juan Carlos,
everywhere, celebrity pals and gals . . .
and a $467 Thousand Dollar tab.
Then ole' Michelle flew back to her mansion.
With personal assistants here,
fitness trainers there,
here a masseuse,
there a makeup artist,
everywhere chefs and servants . . .
and free rent.
fitness trainers there,
here a masseuse,
there a makeup artist,
everywhere chefs and servants . . .
and free rent.
E-I-E-I-Ole' Michelle occupied a mansion, and said it was a prison cell.
And that made taxpayers mad as hell!
E-I-E-I-O.
FOURTH VERSE, same as the first, but a lot more spending . . . it just gets worse!
Ole' Michelle O'bama escaped from her prison cell. E-I-E-I-O.
And headed straight to Africa on an economic mission. E-I-E-I-O.
(No doubt to share her techniques for squandering Other People's Money!)
So, who and/or what went with Ole' Michelle to Africa, besides an aircraft carrier, helicopters, a complete trauma center, fighter jets for 24/7 protection, 56 support vehicles, and bulletproof glass for hotel windows?
And it only cost how many MILLION taxpayer dollars?
The cost of her African adventure will astound you.
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Obama's Delimma:
Tell the Truth or Accept the Consequences
Tell the Truth or Accept the Consequences
Once upon a long, cold, winter night, the good citizens in the shining city on the hill, crossed their fingers and hoped spring would arrive soon. However, inside the locked-down White House, not a glimmer of hope could be seen by the Prince of Hope-n-Change who wallowed in despair. 
When all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a computer mouse, the Prince tiptoed into his secret consultation room for a comfort session with his most trusted advisor.
He tapped on his magic mirror and whined, "Mirror, mirror on the wall, why am I not belov'd by all?"
The mirror fogged over, then cleared. The Prince rubbed his eyes in shock at the appearance of a laid-back surfer guy.
He asked, "Um . . . who are you?"
"Just call me Dude. The temp agency sent me to cover for the magic mirror lady while she works a gig at a Democrat fund raiser. She's predicting winners and losers in the upcoming congressional elections."
"Will she be back . . . un . . . soon"
"She gets back when she gets back. We got a little problem here? Think I'm not magically endowed 'cause I'm not decked out in cape, wand, and sparkly tiara? Are you racially profiling me 'cause I'm a pasty white guy?"
The Prince stammered, "Well, not exactly . . . but . . . "
Dude laughed, "Mello out bro, I'm just messin' with your head."
He rubbed his hands together. "So, what's happening? You're not feelin' the love? Poll numbers dropping? Hem kissers are AWOL and not begging you to cancel vacation plans and help with their re-election campaigns?"
The Prince slumped and nodded, "Un . . . ah . . . yes."
Dude rubbed his hands together.
"Okie Doakie. Let's figure out the cause and then map out a course of action. First, I got a question. How do you think people feel when you treat them like they are stupid, stupid, stupid?"
The Prince frowned. "I don't know, I never did that."
"Really? I'll rephrase. What happens when the leader of the country, You-the-President, tell gobsmacking whoppers because you think They-the-People are too friggin' stupid to understand they are not being told the truth?"
"I never did that!"
Dude rolled his eyes in disbelief. "Hmmmm. Time to reboot the ole' memory."
"Remember your promise about how you would jump-start the economy with a $787 Billion Dollar stimulus package for shovel-ready jobs? The truth? There were zip, zero, nada shovel-ready jobs."
"I didn't know that at the time."
"Really? Mr. President Dude, you are the president. Correct-0-mente? You're supposed to know that. Instead of "whoopsie" and cancelling the program, you took the cash and gave it to blue states, entitlements, and your cronies' green energy projects. As a consequence, your citizens began to doubt your honesty and your judgment."
The Prince rubbed his eyes. "OK, so I made a little smidgeon of a mistake. I promised something I couldn't deliver. I moved on, why can't they?"
"Ahah! That's the problem. You didn't move on. You super glued yourself in the same-oh-same-oh-lying-through-your-teeth mode about what you were gonna' do to turn around America's economy."
"You were gonna' rebuild the economy. Really? 91.8 Million able-bodied Americans aren't working. You didn't rebuild that."
"Then you were gonna' rebuild America's manufacturing base. Really? Your policies forced businesses to shrink, fire employees, close, or move off shore. You didn't rebuild that."
"How about your promises to rebuild the healthcare system? Really? Keep your doctor, keep your plan, save money . . . lie after lie after lie. You didn't rebuild the best healthcare system on the planet, you destroyed it."
"And you never apologized for lying to your citizens, not even after they caught on."
The Prince whined. "But . . . but . . . I believed what my advisors told me. I only said what they told me to say. It wasn't my fault, not really. . ."
Dude held up his hand, "Yeah, right. Don't interrupt. I'm on a roll here."
"Because you don't speak the truth, your trust factor is in the sub-basement. Your citizens are really edgy because they realize you are not a leader. You don't/won't/can't lead the country.
Your focus is more on basketball scores, your golf game, and enhancing your personal image than on national policies."
"You not only break promises and tell lies to your own people, you do the same to leaders of other countries. Guess what? They now believe you are untrustworthy and weak and your country is untrustworthy and weak, weak, weak."
Hmmm. What else didn't Obama build?
Who does he blame for his failures?
How does Dude apply the Pinocchio Syndrome to help Obama understand the value of telling the truth? Finish reading this fable atTheBlaze
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What Ever Happened to Uncle Sam?
(Part Two)
Uncle Sam's evil twin,
Uncle SCAM, is poised
to kill your job,
grab control of your
healthcare, throw granny
under the bus, and seize
control of your country.
In last week's column, Part One of "What Happened to Uncle Sam," I shared information about the decline and impending death of America's beloved icon, Uncle Sam. Sad to say, but We-the-People trusted our elected representatives, believed they would represent our best interests, and then shifted into snooze control.
Over a period of several decades, while we slept, Uncle Sam was replaced by his evil twin, Uncle SCAM and a battalion of power-hungry corrupt-o-crats. They quietly infiltrated congress and our White House and activated the necessary steps to fundamentally transform America.
The really scary news here is that the final step of their long-term agenda, redistribution of wealth, is moving full-steam ahead under the guise of "healthcare for all." Their socialist utopia is poised to become reality. Unfortunately, this scenario will not end in a Kumbaya moment with everyone hugging and dancing around the Maypole.
Uncle SCAM's goal of wealth redistribution is linked to the creation and failure of Obama-No-Care. This Trojan Horse and it's unintended (but happily anticipated) consequences,
already have transformed America into a country of part-time workers, caused millions of people to lose their doctors, their insurance coverage, destroyed the 1st Amendment by dictating policy to religious institutions, and is on track to collapse the health insurance industry.
The cry of "Repeal Obama-No-Care" can be heard across the land as the program grinds to a halt. But, here's the deal. Complete failure of the law was their plan all along. No kidding!
Transformation of America's healthcare, like everything else the progressives conjure up, is not about keeping you and your family members healthy. Did you think it was? Silly you! It's about their empowerment to control you, your family, your money, and your country. It's always been about control. Period.
Obama-No-Care is terminal. Not enough people have signed up to pay their "fair share," despite millions of dollars spent to promote the glories of the program. The absolute deadline for enrollment has been extended from the end of March to the 12th of Never.
Anyone, and I mean anyone, can request an extension if they double-pinky promise they'll do it, eventually. Voila! They will not be penalized or forced to sign up or pay up. Not ever, never.
Regardless of how Uncle SCAM continues to play the healthcare game, and despite extensions that go on forever, the results are set in cement. Eventually the program will be declared DOA. Lame-stream media will cry "oh woe is us!" and blame republicans, conservatives, tea-party patriots, global warming, the tooth fairy, and the Pope for the failure of Obama-No-Care.
Can you guess where this is leading? Just when it seems all is lost, "Tah! Dah!" Uncle SCAM will step up and . . . finish reading this fable at TheBlaze.
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March 21, 2014
What Ever Happened to Uncle Sam?
America's beloved icon is
gone, gone, gone,
replaced by his evil
twin Uncle Scam,
who wants you,
your kids,
and your country.
Once upon a time, in a country of good and hardworking people, everyone felt a kinship with Uncle Sam who represented a supportive, benevolent, and trustworthy government. No matter what the circumstances, We-the-People knew we could count on Uncle Sam who honored the Constitution, and always represented our best interests.
In those not-so-long ago days, America's brave warriors had fought against tyranny and for freedom in Europe and Asia. We prospered with manageable taxes, smallish government, and opportunities galore to launch and expand business. Jobs and career opportunities were plentiful. Parents socked dollars away for retirement and college funds for their children. American students BDE (Before the Department of Education) consistently placed #1 in worldwide rankings of academic achievement.
We-the-People continued to trust Uncle Sam to protect our best interests and make correct decisions about when and where to send our brave warriors to help other countries fight for freedom on their soil.
Does this sound like never-never land? It wasn't. These were the "good old days," before progressive liberals came into power.
This was America at a time when it seemed our best days stretched out into the future, toward an endless horizon of possibilities. Safe, secure and comfortable, We-the-People shifted into snooze control. Zzzzzzz.
We failed to notice how our values, formerly shared with Uncle Sam, no longer were quite so shared.
We failed to notice the gradual erosion of adherence to our Constitution, Bill of Rights, and Rule of Law.
We failed to notice destructive actions being taken by our elected representatives who:
- Tossed aside campaign promises and supported policies that enhanced their personal wealth but diminished it for everybody else.
- Broke into grandma and grandpa's piggy banks and stole Social Security and Medicare dollars to redistribute to "favored" supporters.
- Shifted allegiance to new "best" friends (special interest groups) who supported re-election campaigns to keep their bought-and-paid-for representatives in positions of power for happily ever after.
- Turned our government into an uncontrolled debt machine.
- Passed legislation that chip-chip-chipped away at our Judeo/Christian traditions.
- Promoted involvement in foreign wars with no clear cut objective or end plan that squandered blood and treasure, and resulted in defeat and retreat.
- Supported intervention of teachers' unions and federal regulations that dumbed down our education system and trapped America's children in government-controlled "flunk factories."
How could this have happened?
While We-the-People were snoozing, Uncle Sam was shoved over a cliff and replaced by his evil twin, Uncle Scam, the poster child for something gone terribly wrong in America. He and his cohorts represent the most powerful, ruthless, and corrupt political machine seen in our recent history. Their goal? The fundamental transformation of our country, by hook or by crook (mostly the later).
Those who comprise Uncle Scam's corrupt core occupy our White House and include Chicago socialist liberals, left-wing, current-and-former congress people, community organizers, Ivy League endowment babies, heads of powerful commissions and congressional committees, bureau chiefs, lobbyists, advisors, bankers, socialists, labor union thugs, and a communist or two: all of whom hate unlimited freedom for anyone but themselves.
Their agenda involves control over everything from freedom of speech to education to healthcare. They rub their greedy hands together in glee with "Mawwaaaahahaha" (evil laugh), as they snatch power and become more entrenched as the "political elites."
You gotta' hand it to Uncle Scam. His minions have been quite successful in achievement of fundamental transformation of our country. But just you wait, you ain't seen nothing yet!
The final blow is coming, unless . . . this fable is continued on TheBlaze.
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picture-filled story about Prince Hope-n-change and his ascension to the throne.
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March 18, 2014
The following memos were leaked by a California high school student who accidentally tapped into NSA communication files while hacking into bank records of her computer science teacher.
DATE: March 1
TO: Barack-ski
FROM: Uncle Vladimir
SUBJECT: In Appreciation
Dear Barack-ski,
Thank you for reminding me about importance of assisting peoples who cry out for help. I remember how America does bang-up job of humanitarian aid for Libya. Except, Russia will not be copycat of Hillary “what difference does it make” Clinton’s lead-from-behind tactic. (Sorry to say, Uncle Vladi thought that dumb-ass policy made America look like pussy cat.)
Russian Parliament give me “OK” to deliver humanitarian aid to
Ukraine lovers of peace and freedom. Using similar technique to
your Occupy Wall Street movement, I send flags and signs to
freedom-loving citizens in Ukraine. This makes for excellent TV
and social media propaganda. I also am thanking you
for setting up situation so Uncle Vladi could show he is stand-up
guy who helps Ukrainian peoples when they beg for protection
from enemies of freedom.
A man gestures during a pro Russia rally in Donetsk, Ukraine, Tuesday, March 11, 2014. Ukraine’s acting president on Tuesday called for the formation of a national guard and for the mobilization of reserves and volunteers into the country’s armed forces. The banner at right reads, “Freedom to Pavel Gubarev”. Gubarev is a Donetsk protest leader and self-proclaimed people’s governor who is currently under arrest. (AP Photo/Andrey Basevich)
DATE: March 11
TO: Barack
FROM: Vladimir
SUBJECT: With concern
(AP Photo/RIA Novosti, Alexei Nikolsky, Presidential Press Service)
Mother Russia not happy about possibility of democracy outbreak in
Ukraine. I’m remembering how you intervene in Arab Spring and help
Muslim Brotherhood grab control of Egypt. Then, when military realized
your Islamic pals are not so much about freedom as they are about
chaos and oppression, they grab control back.
I am not allowing Russian Spring to infect our region. Nyet, nyet, nyet.
I remind Ukrainian peoples how their leaders gave up nuclear weapons
and now country has no real army and no real allies except Mother
Russia who stands ready to help protect them against
(AP Photo/Darko Vojinovic)
Barack, I am promising there will be costs if you step over my
“Red Line.” Do not play intervention game and send illegal financial aid
to Ukranian bandits who also beg for military hardware. This would
make me very, very, very angry with you.
DATE: March 11
TO: Barack Obama, President of America
FROM: Vladimir Putin, President of Russia
SUBJECT: Mind your own business
Is time for you to tone down yak-yak babble from Secretary of State
Mr. Kerry Windbag. Although, I am fine when he promises boycott of
G8 Economic Summit in June. Is no big deal. I’ll be busy anyway,
capturing and tagging Siberian tiger with my bare hands.
Photo Credit: Telegraph
But, your endless threats of economic boycott? Is another story
all together. I’m telling you to stop with finger-pointing teleprompter
speeches.
Reset your memory banks.
Who has fist on oil spigot that supplies 30 percent of oil needs for
European Union members?
Who has missiles that can reach break-away states on Russia’s fringe?
Who has no fear of reprisal since you broke agreement to build
missile shield in Poland?
Who is manly, idolized, national hero who swims in freezing rivers,
rides horses bareback, and can rally his country to reestablish Soviet
Union boundaries (USSR.2)?
In case you do not know, Mr. Barack Obama, I am that WHO!
Your childish diplomacy is not welcome in my arena.
Go play golf game.
In this Aug. 11, 2013 file photo, President Barack Obama reacts as he misses a shot while golfing on the first hole at Farm Neck Golf Club in Oak Bluffs, Mass. , on the island of Martha’s Vineyard. President Barack Obama’s fourth summer vacation on the Massachusetts island of Martha’s Vineyard is humming along with the usual golf games and basketball. But the family vibe is different. For the first time, daughters Malia and Sasha are missing, away at summer camp. (Credit: AP)
I play war game.
This is none of your business.
What happens in Ukraine, stays in Ukraine. Period.
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March 7, 2014
Memo from Moscow:
What Happens in Ukraine, Stays in Ukraine
The following memo was leaked by a California high school student who accidentally tapped into NSA communication files while hacking into bank records of her computer science teacher.
TO: Barack Obama
FROM: Vladimir Putin
SUBJECT: In Appreciation
Dear Barack-ski,
During our long phone conversation, I am forgetting to thank you for reminding me to be stand-up guy and send humanitarian aid to country when peoples cry out for help. You remind me about how America helped Libya. But, instead of bombing Ukraine back into stone age, I decide to use different technique. And I am thanking you for setting up entire situation so Uncle Vladi could step up and help the peoples of the Ukraine.
My Parliament give "OK" to deliver humanitarian aid and protection against neo-Nazis and extremists. I am not remembering if your congress gave you OK for Libya bombing, or did Hillary Clinton make that decision? No matter, other than this action make you and America look pitiful in eyes of the world . . . what difference did it make?
Uncle Vladi also re
call occupy Wall Street movement and decide to follow your example and take advantage of potential for photo ops. I am directing similar PR program in Ukraine. Freedom-loving citizens wave flags and signs and beg for Russian soldiers to protect them from enemies of freedom. This makes for excellent TV and social media propaganda.
call occupy Wall Street movement and decide to follow your example and take advantage of potential for photo ops. I am directing similar PR program in Ukraine. Freedom-loving citizens wave flags and signs and beg for Russian soldiers to protect them from enemies of freedom. This makes for excellent TV and social media propaganda.
Uncle Vladi got big worry about democracy outbreaks in other countries. I'm remembering how this cause you big time headache in Egypt when military realize your Muslim Brotherhood pals are not so much about freedom as they are about chaos and oppression.
I might have same problem if Ukraine breaks for NATO and European-style democracy. Might spread throughout my country like Russian flu. So, I am making sure Ukrainian peoples not do breakaway. I rem
ind them they have no real army and no real allies and could not push back against real Russian military who is really there to protect them.
ind them they have no real army and no real allies and could not push back against real Russian military who is really there to protect them.
To continue reading about how Uncle Vladi threatens to kick Obama on the back side of his "mommy" jeans CLICK HERE.
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February 28, 2014
Dear Barack, we need to have a talk.
Yes . . . THAT talk!
Yes . . . THAT talk!
by
Molli Nickell
Dear Barack,
Even though you put pretend everything is hunky-dory between us, it's not. The truth is, we're not happy, happy, happy with you.
Do you wonder why?
It's the economy, stupid!
The jobless, labor-less, non-recovery economic mess you've been "gonna" fix since 2008. (By the way: "going to" is two words, not one.)
We-the-People have had enough
of your promises and your lies.
of your promises and your lies.
You promised to create jobs and rebuild our lack-luster economy. We believed you. But, today, 91.8 million able-to-work Americans sit idle. There are fewer jobs in our country than before you burst onto the scene promoting "hope and change." One thing for certain, our lives have changed, but not in the way we'd hoped. We never would have imagined you're promote a "non-work" ethic and encourage people to escape "job lock," sit on their butts, contemplate their navels, and live on welfare, food stamps, and subsidies to pay for crappy healthcare coverage.
Did you really believe We-the-People would be happy, happy, happy to pay higher taxes and support moochers who'd rather find their muse than find a job?
Are you seeing a happy face here?
You double pinky-promised Obamacare would create jobs and solve our unemployment problems. We believed you. But, thanks to your un-affordable healthcare monster, America has become a nation of part-time workers. You promised medical care would be more affordable. It isn't. You promised it would become available to everybody. It isn't. You promised the tiny "wrinkles" in the program (including the enrollment mess) would work their way out and everyone would be happy with the outcome. They haven't and we aren't!
Surprise, surprise, surprise. We-the-People are not happy about losing our doctors. We're not happy to pay more for prescriptions, deductibles, and premiums. We're not happy that Obamacare adds at least $1.3 Trillion dollars to the $6 Trillion dollar debt you've racked up since becoming president.
Did you really believe we would be happy, happy, happy to dump this debt onto the backs of our kids and grandkids?
Are you seeing a happy face here?
You promised to oh-so-carefully trim government spending. We believed you. Then you grabbed your machete and slashed right and left to shrink and undermine the moral of our military. You cut salaries, retirement benefits, closed Veteran's hospitals and commissaries, and reneged on veterans' desperately needed healthcare. You ordered budget cutbacks that have weakened our military at a time when our enemies are strengthening theirs.
Did you really believe we would be happy, happy, happy while you continue to pour money into the bottomless pit of Afghanistan, but don't support our brave warriors who fought there?
Are you seeing a happy face here?
P.S. Want a little more snark in your day? Additional fables are posted on my blog,www.grannyguerrillas.com. You'll enjoy the picture-filled story about Prince Hope-n-change and his ascension to the throne. BONUS FABLE this week: "When they came for . . . " first published in 2013, is re-posted on my blog as a reminder that some things never change. Uncle SCAM relentlessly attacks our freedom of speech.
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February 21, 2014
She Who Would Be Queen~
Once upon a time there lived a woman called Hillary, who wanted to be the Queen of her country because it was, after all, her turn.
For eight long years, Hillary had played the role of dutiful First Lady while her husband, Bill, enjoyed his stint as Commander Philander. She kept herself busy, busy, busy as she:
Cultivated hem kissers,
Trained media lapdogs,
Commanded the Bimbo Patrol,
Compiled the Clinton Enemies List,
Snooped on foreign allies,
Birthed and buried Hillary-care,
Endured "Monica Mania."
At the end of Bill's term, Hillary (who wasn't getting any younger) was about to be cast out of the limelight.
In order to stay in the public eye while the Bush dynasty played itself out, Hillary packed her suitcase and sang:
Tweedle-dee-dum, tweedle-dee-dee,
Carpet bagging sets up opportuni-ty
for me to run for the Presiden-cy,
and ensure my place in histo-ry.
Hillary relocated to New York and became a junior Senator. She kept herself busy, busy, busy with her usual activities (see above). Finally, when the 2008 election cycle approached, she declared, "Now it's my turn (and I'm not getting any younger.)" She sang:
Tweedle-dee-dum, tweedle-dee-dee,
My election is lookin' good you see.
First woman to win the Presiden-cy,
Hip! Hip! Hippy! Hooray for me!
But, alas and alack. From behind the Bushes emerged the "chosen one," overloaded with charisma, teleprompters, and a wife who'd just become proud of her country for the first time. He wrangled the presidency away from Hillary who
lamented:
Tweedle-dee-dum, tweedle-dee-dee,
What now will my future be?
In eight years I'll be too for the Presiden-cy.
Am I destined for political obscure-ty?
Poor, poor pitiful me.
But then, in an amazing twist of fate, Hillary was appointed to become Secretary of State. "Hip! Hip! Hippy! Hooray!" she exclaimed. "I'll travel the globe for photo ops with world leaders, deliver ineffective speeches, rack up a million frequent flier miles, and hope no one notices that I'm not getting any younger."
As she flitted from country to country, Hillary decided to write her memoirs to chronicle her multiple accomplishments before she forgot what they were. "Uh-oh!" Big problem. She actually hadn't achieved much of anything. Would anyone care about her life as a political parasite, grasping onto her husband's coattails? Did it make a difference that, as Princess Pantsuit, she had become a fashion icon for pear-shaped, older women?
Uh-oh! It quickly became apparent Hillary had zip, zero, nada accomplishments. She had failed at everything she touched. However, following the example of her boss, "don't-blame-me-Barack," Hillary decided to reframe her lack of success.
For example:
NORTH KOREA~
- The Truth: Under Hillary's watch, $1 BILLION taxpayer dollars in aid and bribes were given to North Korea. Hillary hap, hap, happily announced the little crazy dictator with spikey hair had suspending his nuclear program. Really truly? Then, KABOOM! North Korea tested their first nuke. Woozer! Who could have seen that coming?
- Reframed Accomplishment: North Korean dictator, Kim Jong Un, hasn't nuked South Korea, Japan, Hawaii, or Starbucks in Seattle . . . yet.
IRAN~
- The Truth: Hillary and her doofus negotiators shifted their failure-prone efforts to Iran. They threatened terrible, horrible, awful boycotts if Iran insisted on joining the nuclear club. The talks dragged on and on and accomplished nothing (other than giving Iran time to further develop their nuclear program.)
- Reframed Accomplishment: Iran hasn't quite become nuclear and therefore, has not obliterated Israel . . . yet.
LIBYA~
- The Truth: Hillary's "lead from behind" bombing strategy to halt civilian persecution cost America $600 MILLION taxpayer dollars, ended Kadhafi's dictatorship, and fractured Libya into dozens of warring tribal states
- Reframed Accomplishment: Under Hillary's watch, civilian persecution halted for thousands of Libyan citizens (who were killed during the bombing). The country now is being unified by . . . al Qaeda, although the terrorists haven't totally taken over . . . yet.
BENGHAZI~
- The Truth: Hillary ignored protection requests for the Benghazi Embassy before and during the 911 commemorative attack that killed four brave Americans. That night, 400 surface-to-air missiles disappeared, POOF, from an ammo supply facility.
- Reframed Accomplishment: Hillary double-pinky promised the Benghazi perpetrators would be revealed and punished.
- Then she tripped and fell on her head which caused temporary amnesia. "What attack? Ben who?" (Rest assured she will regain full memory and explain her involvement on the exact summer day when Hel . . . sinki freezes over.)
- What about the missiles? Although Hillary forgot to dispatch CIA bloodhounds to locate 400 stolen missiles, they haven't been used against American military and/or civilian airplanes . . . yet.
RUSSIA~
- The Truth: Hillary's "reset" of relationships with Russia elevated President Putin to become Mighty Mouse, the #1 power player in Europe, the Mid-East, and Northern Africa. The promise (made by Bush) to construct a missile defense system in Poland, evaporated in the mists of her declining memory.
- Reframed Accomplishment: Preoccupied with gobbling up the Ukraine and searching for his missing shirt, President Putin hasn't attacked Poland . . . yet.
How will Hillary reframe her monumental failures with Russia, Egypt, Syria, and Afghanistan? Can she turn these into political assets? And then what? Read the rest of her story at TheBlaze.
P.S. Want a little more snark in your day? Additional fables are posted on my blog,www.grannyguerrillas.com. You'll enjoy the picture-filled story about Prince Hope-n-change and his ascension to the throne. A former publisher, Time-Life editor, motivational speaker, and six-times published author, I'm also a book doctor and help writers become published authors at www.getpublishednow.biz I tweet @grannyguerrilla.
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February 1, 2014
Dum-Dum-Dumbing America's Children
Once upon a time, in a kingdom of good and decent people, an arrogant and power-hungry Prince became King. With the ink still wet on his coronation papers, he seized control of auto m akers to pay off unions, regulated banks to artificially support the stock market, fired up the printing press to crank out worthless paper dollars, and re-branded himself as "Dear Leader."
But, it wasn't enough. More than anything, Dear Leader wanted to control the minds of the children so he could own the future of the country.
He needed a strategy, and since he himself lacked adequate critical thinking skills, he ordered the royal advisor to come up with a plan and set it into motion.
And so it came to pass that public school teachers were told to teach their students an "uh, uh, uh" rap-chant that praised Dear Le 
ader's golden promises for equality and world peace.
ader's golden promises for equality and world peace.
But, whoopsie! The plan backfired. Instead of creating adoration by the children, it ignited a firestorm amongst moms and dads and grandmothers and grandfathers. Their fury went viral as millions demanded, "Stop your classroom indoctrination agenda. This is a free country. Not North Korea!"
Dear Leader needed an alternative strategy, but couldn't devise a plan on his own, (as usual). Therefore, he ordered his royal advisor to come up with one.
She thumbed through her dog-eared playbook, Alinsky's Guide to Political Ploys, and declared, "Here's a program called Dum-Dum-Dum-Dumb." It's absolutely guaranteed to be 100% effective."
The royal advisor read from the book. "This program rewards public school students for just showing up. It stresses equality over individual scholastic achievement. Kindergarteners are taught to redistribute their snacks, lunch boxes, crayons, and nap blankets."
She smiled and said, "This will make the teacher unions happy, happy, happy since the program doesn't force teachers to waste classroom time on reading, history, math, or science. It only requires that they help students memorize your magnificent teleprompter speeches."Dear Leader grinned from generously-sized ear to generously-sized ear.
The royal adviser continued, "The result, within twenty years, will be millions of uneducated A-dolts, totally dependent on your generous handouts of food, shelter, cell phones, birth control, a 
nd healthcare."
nd healthcare."
Dear Leader frowned. "Twenty years? But, I want them now!"
"Be patient Dear Leader. It takes a generation or two to dis-educate the majority of children. Most likely, you'll never gain control of them all. Too many parents understand that true education teaches children critical thinking skills instead of focusing on meaningless attendance trophies. They'll either enroll their children in private charter schools or home school them.
"How dare they!" sputtered Dear Leader. "Order my IRS Gestapo to investigate and tax charter schools into insolvency. Then order NSA to send names and addresses of obstructionist parents to Homeland Security who will ship 'um to attitude-adjustment camps."
Oh my goodness. Will Dear Leader fill FEMA camps with those who oppose his education program? To find out, read the happily/unhappily ever of this fable at TheBlaze.
Additional fables are posted at www.grannyguerrillas.com
Just in case you missed it, here's a fable about Prince Hope-n-change, a chapter from my book of Politically Incorrect Fables.
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January 25, 2014
Dear Patriot,
I needed to purge the fiasco of the early birthday of She-Who-Would-Be-Queen and the loss of $200K of taxpayer dollars out of my system by writing this week's fable. Hope you enjoy it.
BTW: If you write a blog or newsletter and want to include this (or other) fables, please share. You can cut and paste them directly from the weekly email. Please reference your readers to TheBlaze or my Granny Guerrillas blog, whichever is linked at the end of the fable segment. Thanks.
Michelle Antoinette, Fabulou$ at Fifty
Once upon a time, eight-year old Sammy's parents discussed Michelle Obama's "Fabulous Fifty" birthday celebration. He decided to write her a happy birthday letter.
Dear Mrs. President,
Happy Birthday to you,
Happy Birthday to you,
Glad you had a Happy Birthday,
That lasted real long too.
Daddy told me that Mr. President gave you an early birthday present.
One extra week of vacation in Hawaii all by your lonesome. Wow!
And a special plane to fly you and your cars and your helpers and your
cooks and your food tasters and your security guys with guns back to the
White House.
Mommy helped me add up all the costs of your special plane ($140,000) and paying for your helpers ($60,000) who stayed to take care of you. It came out to be $200,000 for a week of camping out at Oprah's house.
If I had $200,000 to spend on whatever I wanted, I would buy a Big Mac and fries and vanilla milkshake and a piece of chocolate cake every single day for 50 years. (Mommy said I wouldn't live that long because I'd get really fat and probably die of corrugated artery disease.)
Mommy told me you gave yourself a birthday party for 500 of your very best friends, and fed them chips and dips. I guess there was
n't enough money for food since you spent $200,000 on your early birthday present. I got worried that your friends might have been all upset over not having real food, and decided not to bring you any presents. So, I painted you a rock. You can use it for a paperweight AND toss it around to make your arm muscles even bigger. But, don't throw it inside the White House 'cause you might hit Mr. President or a lamp.
n't enough money for food since you spent $200,000 on your early birthday present. I got worried that your friends might have been all upset over not having real food, and decided not to bring you any presents. So, I painted you a rock. You can use it for a paperweight AND toss it around to make your arm muscles even bigger. But, don't throw it inside the White House 'cause you might hit Mr. President or a lamp.
Daddy and I thought of a really easy way for you to save enough money to make something special, like pork BBQ, for your next birthday party.
When you go on vacation again, in a couple of weeks, fly on Delta to get
lots of frequent flier miles. Then use them whenever you go back to
Hawaii or re-visit Africa or Spain or have another lunch with Mr. Bono in Ireland.
Daddy and I decided to make a list of other ways you could save at least
$140,000 by not using a special plane to fly you and your cars and your helpers
and your cooks and your food tasters and your security guys with guns back
and forth from Hawa
ii.
ii.
Did you know there are about a gadzillion empty FEMA trailers just sitting around in Lousiana? How about this! Clean them up real nice and then use some to make trailer parks outside veteran's hospitals. This way, soldiers (like my grandpa and Aunt Barbara) will have cozy places to stay while they wait for hours or days or weeks or months to see their doctors.
Then, when Mommy showed me pictures of the broken-down schools right down the street from the White House. BAM! Another idea. Turn some of the FEMA trailers into classrooms!
When I told Daddy he snort laughed through his nose and said the teachers' unions would love this 'cause they could warehouse more kids and get paid more money for not teaching them anything.
(I think he was kidding . . . but maybe not.)
Dear Reader: Sammy has lots more clever ideas of how to use FEMA trailers to help Americans instead of flying the Queen home from Hawaii. Click here to finish this fable at TheBlaze.
Just in case you missed it, you'll enjoy the fable about Prince of Hope-n-change, a chapter excerpted from my book of Politically Incorrect fables.
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January 17, 2014
Dear Patriot,
This week's fable will alert you to big brother's push to create progressive carbon taxes to "save" the planet that doesn't need saving. In truth, the purpose is control more Americans and depress our faltering economy even more. (The usual goals of the progressives in our White House.) It isn't a pretty picture, but one you need to know about so you can push back and speak out when this comes up for debate in congress.
The Church of Climate-ology and the EPA
Once upon a time there lived a politician who salivated when thinking of the power, money, and adoration that would come his way when he became the most powerful person on the planet as president of his country. Unfortunately, he didn't quite win election, and so, shifted his focus from global leadership to global warming. He reinvented himself as Father GreenJeans and launched a cause as guardian of all things green, including Christmas trees, pond scum, and Kermit.
Because every "progressive" cause required a designated culprit, Father 
GreenJeans decided to blame global warming on carbon dioxide emissions created by fossil fuel emissions. To promote his ideology, he flew hither and yon in his private, carbon-spewing jetliner, ranting and raving against oil robber barons who were killing the planet and melting polar caps with their poisonous product . . . crude oil.
GreenJeans decided to blame global warming on carbon dioxide emissions created by fossil fuel emissions. To promote his ideology, he flew hither and yon in his private, carbon-spewing jetliner, ranting and raving against oil robber barons who were killing the planet and melting polar caps with their poisonous product . . . crude oil.
Father GreenJeans published and sold millions of copies of his book of inconvenient half-truths, built a carbon-gobbling mansion, and became the favorite child of the tree huggers in tinsel town. They assisted in the creation of a documentary horror story that scared the c-c-carbon out of viewers. Father GreenJeans became a global sensation for his heroic efforts to save the planet, and was awarded an Oscar, the Nobel Peace Prize, and a divorce (in that order).
To boost membership in his ministry in The Church of Climate-ology (and to sell more books, DVDs, bumper stickers, and t-shirts), Father GreenJeans launched a cable TV network that attracted almost no viewers. When he decided to dump his failed show biz investment, guess who showed up with 30 pieces of silver? His former enemies, the "fossil fuel merchants of death," who owned Al Qaeda's favorite propaganda network, Al Jazerra TV. Their programs featured hate-filled diatribes that championed extermination of Jews, homosexuals, the country of Israel, and all non-Muslim infidels.
Cash outweighed conviction and Father GreenJeans sold out to the America hate 
rs which gave them instant access into millions of homes in the very country they were dedicated to destroy. What a convenient truth! Now Al Qaeda could influence idealistic American teenagers to strap on home-made bombs, proclaim "Allah Akbar" and blow themselves to smithereens in crowded pizza parlors.
rs which gave them instant access into millions of homes in the very country they were dedicated to destroy. What a convenient truth! Now Al Qaeda could influence idealistic American teenagers to strap on home-made bombs, proclaim "Allah Akbar" and blow themselves to smithereens in crowded pizza parlors.
Arrrrrgh! (But, I digress.)
Then, when Mother Earth moved into a cooling cycle, global warming became a tougher sell. So, Father GreenJeans packed up his millions of dollars and wandered away from The Church of Climate-ology.
His followers merged with the EPA (Environmental Protection Agency), which had been founded on the half-truths and falsehoods promoted by Father GreenJeans. The unelected Kool-Aid drinking bureaucrats of this agency had become super-duper empowered to develop super-duper programs to "save" Mother Earth at any price and by any means whatsoever.
Cheered on by Der Fuehrer in the White House, the EPA declared they were guardians of Mother Earth. The agency not only declared war against any type of "climate change," but also against those responsible for record-breaking winter temperatures and appearance of the dreaded "polar vortex."
You'll be surprised to discover who and what becomes the target of the EPA's blame game. Click here to read the entire fable at TheBlaze.
YOU'LL ENJOY reading the fable about Prince of Hope-n-change, a chapter excerpted from my book of Politically Incorrect fables.
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January 11, 2014
The Last Waltz of the Anti-Gun Tyrants
This is the House that Freedom Built.
These are the good people who
lived in the House that Freedom Built,
honored their Judeo/Christian traditions,
treasured liberty,
supported family values, and
exercised their 2nd Amendment right to own and bear arms.
These are the deceivers who also
lived in The House that Freedom Built, and
pretended to
honor Judeo/Christian traditions,
treasure liberty, and
support family values, but
didn't know which end of a gun to point
when posing for pictures in support of the
2nd Amendment right to own and bear arms.
This is the "chosen one," who spoke for the deceivers
while campaigning for high office,
with beguiling public appearances, and
oh-so-sincere teleprompter speeches, and
bamboozled the good people who
voted him into the position of ultimate power
in the House that Freedom Built.
This is the House that Freedom Built which
was locked down tight,
as the enablers and handlers of the Deceiver-in-Chief
began to fundamentally transform the country,
with executive orders that
bypassed Congress,
attacked Judeo/Christian traditions,
diminished liberty,
replaced parental choice with government regulations, and
began to destroy the 2nd
Amendment right to own and bear arms.
And then what happened to the good people who live in the House that Freedom Built? Were they able to halt the anti-gun tyrants and preserve the 2nd Amendment? Click here to find out.
God Bless You and God Bless America.
Molli
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January 3, 2014
Pants-on-Fire Resolutions of America's Political Elite
Barrack Hussein Obama~
- I SHALL encourage all citizens to express, without fear of retribution, their thoughts and feelings about Obamacare.
- I SHALL declare that anti-Obamacare folks are not political dissidents, but merely "misguided belief holders." If they like their beliefs, they can keep their beliefs. Period.
- I SHALL assure everyone who takes action to repeal Obamacare, that they will not be enrolled in "belief adjustment" seminars or railroaded to FEMA re-education camps.
- I SHALL cancel shovel-ready railroad projects linking hundreds of FEMA re-education camps already under construction.
- I SHALL re-open the White House to the public, reinstate veteran's benefits, cancel welfare to
illegal aliens, rebuild citizen trust in my transparent government, and never again take a selfie while wearing my onesie.
Michelle Obama
- I SHALL celebrate being "fifty and fabulous" with a budget-friendly small birthday bask for 500 of my best celebrity pals.
- I SHALL develop a behind-the-scenes program to share my vast personal experience with fitness, high fashion, and cosmetic make-over techniques.
- I SHALL resist pressure from Valerie to nominate me to the next wide open seat on the Supreme Court.
Hillary Clinton~
- I SHALL complete my next best seller, "It Takes the Village People to Transform a Country."
- I SHALL continue my investigation regarding the loss of four American lives and 20,000 surface-to-air missiles during the Benghazi attack.
- I SHALL appear humble while accepting awards for my work which has made a difference in the resurgence of peace in Syria, Egypt, Somalia, Russia, Yemen, and the Ukraine.
- I SHALL sue to block publication of a sexist book, "How to Succeed in Politics Without Having Accomplished Anything At All."
Who is Prince Hope-n-change . . . Really?
Dear Friend,
The New Year is kicking off with lots of political action. While the disastrous unaffordable health care program named after his glorious self flounders, while people are losing healthcare left and right, while families are struggling to figure out how to pay for government-approved healthcare, the Emperor-in-Chief plays golf in Hawaii.
Fiddle-dee-dee!
Should be an interesting year indeed!
God Bless you and yours!
Molli
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December 28, 2013
Dear Friends,
The brouhaha over Phil Robertson's comments were nothing more than a coverup for a sneak attack against his beliefs. This is a common tactic these days, with the Belief Vigilantes screaming bloody murder when they hear or read words that don't expresstheir beliefs. This week's fable reveals the truth behind their actions. Enjoy.
BEWARE OF the Belief Vigilantes!
(It never was about the Bearded One)
Once upon a time, in a country of good and decent people, there lived a group of uber-sensitive, thin-skinned citizens who believed they were Constitutionally entitled to live without ever hearing anything that offended them.
They created a gi-normous list of blacklisted words. (Whoopsie! "Blacklisted" became the first offensive words to be b****lis
ted because it implied a racist belief). The thin-skinned ones also created a rather short list of acceptable, non-offensive words. They became the "Word Gestapos," and roamed the land to ensure that seldom was heard a discouraging . . . or offensive word.
ted because it implied a racist belief). The thin-skinned ones also created a rather short list of acceptable, non-offensive words. They became the "Word Gestapos," and roamed the land to ensure that seldom was heard a discouraging . . . or offensive word.
Then someone pointed out that words were not the problem. In fact, they had never, ever been the problem. Words were nothing more than proof positive of beliefs held by the person speaking the words.
Therefore, in order to eliminate offensive words, it would be necessary to change the offensive beliefs that had caused them to be spoken.
And so, the thin-skinned and much-too-sensitive folks re-branded themselves as The "Belief Vigilantes," and launched a national campaign to guarantee correct and non-offensive beliefs. They enlisted Hollywood celebrities, film industry moguls, and left-stream media and lobbied for mandatory "belief correction" classes and rehab programs (covered by government-approved health insurance) for everyone over the age of 6.
Next, the Belief Vigilantes launched a massive PR campaign focused on correct beliefs regarding racism, sexism, feminism, same-sex marriage, birth and climate control, Judeo/Christian beliefs, the obsolete Constitution, home schooling, red or white wine, etc., etc., etc.
But, drats and darn (the only approved words to describe disappointment), citizens continued to live their lives, using the b***klisted words, unaware of and unaffected by the Vigilantes' correct-belief campaign.
In became obvious that in order to capture national attention to their cause, the Belief Vigilantes needed a scapegoat.
Shazam! Along came a magazine interview with the perfect candidate: a bearded, self-made millionaire, reality TV star, and straight-talking founder from the Kingdom of Duck When a reporter had asked for an opinion, the Bearded One responded by expressing his beliefs regarding sexual preference and various body parts. 
Whoopie Ki Yea! The Belief Vigilantes sprang into action, screaming and yelling about how his Neanderthal comments had offended them. The brouhaha became a breaking-and-non-stop story across the country. Millions of citizens, for the first time, began discussions about how, when, where, and "IF" it was appropriate to express deeply held beliefs that might differ from deeply held beliefs of others.
The Belief Vigilantes jumped up and down in celebration and clicked together the heels of their all-natural, handmade hemp sandals. "At last, citizens are beginning to understand the importance of correct beliefs (which we determine) and correct speech (which we also determine)."
Who is Prince Hope-n-change . . . Really?
A HAPPY, HAPPY, HAPPY AND BOUNTIFUL
NEW YEAR TO YOU AND YOURS!
Molli
Molli Nickell, a Granny Guerrilla
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December 21, 2013
Dear Friends,
Tis the time of year to share "holiday" greetings with friends, regardless of their ideology.
How to holiday greet your liberal/progressive friends~
Please accept my best wishes for:
- an environmentally conscious
- socially responsible
- low-stress
- non-addictive
- gender-neutral
- celebration of the winter solstice
- practiced within the most enjoyable traditions of the religious persuasion or secular practices of your choice.
And, for your conservative friends~
Merry Christmas. Happy New Year!
I offer three fables to give you a chuckle or two. Enjoy!
The 12 Days of Obamacare~
On the first day of Obamacare,
Pelosi gave to me . . .
A healthcare "gift" for my dear fa-mil-y.
On the second day of Obamacare,
Barack promised to me . . .
"Keep your doctor and your healthcare?
Yes you can! Yes-sir-ee!"
On the third day of Obamacare,
my mailman brought to me . . .
A can-cell-a-tion of my healthcare po-li-cy.
A can-cell-a-tion of my healthcare po-li-cy.
Healthcare Navigators lie, cheat, and squeal~
Once upon a time, Manny McSwine (who lived in a straw house in the forest) met an overweight-and-out-of-shape government worker who wanted to sign him up for healthcare so he could cash in on Obama bonus bucks.
"Good day Mr. McSwine. I'm Rupert Wolfsbane, your Healthcare Navigator, and I have a gift for you from the most powerful person in America."
Manny was surprised and asked, "Valerie Jarrett has a present for me?"
Rupert Wolfsbane looked confused. "Um . . . no sir. Not her, but Hillary . . . no. . . Biden. No, I mean Obama . . . President Obama. He wants to give you free healthcare. It's as easy as one-two-three. First, I'll need your bank account numbers. Then, your social security number. And, I'll help you adjust your application so you qualify for the best deal and won't have to pay anything for healthcare. It'll only take a few minutes. Then I'll be on my way."
Manny said, "You're kidding, right? You're a total stranger and encouraging me to commit fraud? No way dude.
And you want my my personal information? HAHAHA! Just get it from NSA."
Prince Hope-n-change~
Read the full story of "the prince" which is Chapter Six of my "Politically Incorrect Book of Fables." This fable is the "Sneak Peek" chapter at grannyguerrilla.com. Click on the PDF file to read the entire fable.
A VERY MERRY CHRISTMAS to you and
all of those whom you love and cherish!
Molli
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December 7, 2013
Ole' John Kerry Gives Away the Farm, E-I-E-I-O!
Once upon a time there lived a haughty politician with a great head of hair and beautifully tailored suits. Despite a lack-luster academic record, he became fluent in several languages, including long-winded-and-lofty English. Ole John Kerry's incomprehensible campaign speeches (and progressive drivel), attracted sufficient admiration in his uber-liberal state to ensure election to the United States senate. There he pontificated (blathered on for hours and hours) as he delivered nonsense-icle speeches about nothing of importance whatsoever.
E-I-E-I-O.
More than anything, Ole' John Kerry wanted to be President of the United States. Unfortunately, he was hampered by his un-spectacular voting record in the Senate that revealed a flip-flopping mind when it came to issues like war, peace, Israel, Iraq, Kuwait, military funding, gun control, affirmative action, yacht taxes, free trade, education, and red or white wine with veal.
E-I-E-I-O.
Haunted by his turncoat behavior after the Vietnam war, "Genghis" John Kerry was unable to win the presidency. However, an opportunity for elevated public office eventually came his way when America's Princess Pantsuit resigned her post. (She and Bill wanted to prepare their run for the co-presidency of the United States.) Ole' John Kerry became Secretary of State, thereby giving him multiple opportunities, on a global level, to spew forth copious amounts of progressive rhetoric.
E-I-E-I-O.
(Little known factoid: Mug shots of Ambassador Kerry were posted in government offices around the world, warning bureaucrats not to engage in mindless conversations with him that could result in becoming bored to death.)
E-I-E-I-O.
Speaking of mindless . . . Ole' John Kerry announced that America would launch an incredibly insignificant missile attack up and over his president's RED LINE and into the Syrian desert. The purpose? To chastise President Assad and warn him not to use chemical weapons ever again. Or else!
E-I-E-I-O.
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! No! No! No!" shouted Congress.
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November 30, 2013
Is your doctor happy, happy, happy about O-Care?
Does your doctor think O-Care will create millions of "shovel ready" jobs? Check out the fable at TheBlaze and share your "creative" comments that might have come from medical professionals. Click here to open the column on TheBlaze, sign up to make comments, and have fun.
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November 23, 2013
NEW FABLE: The Little Obama-Train that Couldn't
Once upon a time, there lived a greedy, mega wealthy Big Kahuna who cared not abou
t people and felt no allegiance to any nation. His great joy was taking control of politicians and their countries by manipulating currency, interest rates, and stock markets. And yet, he was not happy, happy, happy. Why? Because he had not achieved his greatest goal which was to control the most powerful country on the planet.
t people and felt no allegiance to any nation. His great joy was taking control of politicians and their countries by manipulating currency, interest rates, and stock markets. And yet, he was not happy, happy, happy. Why? Because he had not achieved his greatest goal which was to control the most powerful country on the planet.
And so, he devised a fantastical plan that would bankrupt the country and fundamentally transform it into a socialistic nanny state (with himself as the Nanny-in-Chief). But first, he must locate the perfect goon to serve as a figurehead: an attractive but self-centered and arrogant person, driven by a Messiah complex. This person would enable Big Kahuna to first gain control over all of the politicians, which would lead to control over all of the citizens.
Big Kahuna's talent scouts fanned out across the country and discovered the perfect candidate, a weak-willed man-child with a history of drug abuse, who admired Marxist radicals, possessed no business experience or leadership skills, showed no love for his country, and displayed an ego the size of Chicago.
The chosen one became known as Little Dude Messiah. Eager to ascend to prominence, he became an adept student and learned to deliver Academy-Award caliber teleprompter speeches crafted by Big Kahuna's script writers. They created a "hope and change" mantra that hypnotized the masses. Little Dude Messiah easily won the national presidential election.
Glory Hallelujah.
Day-to-day care, ego-massaging, and over-all supervision of Little Dude Messiah was entrusted to a cadre of mediocre advisors who salivated over thoughts of the gi-normous amounts of money and power that would flow their way if they could keep him in line and on message.
One-by-one, Little Dude Messiah's highly acclaimed and costly recovery programs failed, just as planned. The economy tanked, jobs were lost, and national debt skyrocketed. Staying on script, he pointed fingers of blame at the prior administration, red necks who clung to God and guns, the opposition party, ATM machines, conservative radio programs, Wall Street, and climate change.
Media promoted his blame game 24/7 to the masses who bought the deception. They cheered Little Dude Messiah's every proclamation, wore t-shirts bearing his image, and marched in protest against the privileged 1% who were not paying their fair share.
Glory Hallelujah.
When he wasn't campaigning for equality, wealth sharing, women's rights, or playing golf, Little Dude Messiah pretended to be busy, busy, busy. He charted March Madness basketball results, polished his Nobel Peace Prize, bowed to Mid-East tyrants, played nicey-nicey with Iran, shoved Israel and Saudi Arabia under the bus, gave The Russian Bear control of the Mid-East, supplied Al Qaeda with weapons, squandered billions of taxpayer dollars on lavish vacations (disguised as "good will" trips), and increased the national debt by 4.7 trillion dollars.
All was going well. The country moved along toward its anticipated financial collapse. Big Kahuna notified Little Dude Messiah's mediocre advisors that it was time to launch the final vehicle of national destruction: an innocuous little cho-cho train overloaded with promises of massive redistribution of free healthcare. Obamacare for everyone.
Glory Hallelujah.
Eager to promote a healthcare program named after his glorious self, Little Dude Messiah faithfully read the teleprompter scripts and delivered a trinity of lies to the masses.
Like your doctor? Keep your doctor, Period.
Like your plan? Keep your plan. Period.
Save $2,500 dollars a year on your health insurance premiums. Period.
Glory Hallelujah. Period.
The Obama-Train chug, chug, chugged away from the White House as it climbed the mountain of mis-information. Little Dude Messiah's mediocre advisors and paid-for congress people climbed aboard chanting, "We think we can. We know we can!" But then, whoopsie! To continue reading, CLICK HERE
NEW STORY:
Now posted at joeforamerica.com
What does your doctor REALLY think about Obamacare?
CLICK HERE to read.
Just In case you missed it last week, you'll enjoy reading about a prince who 
botched healthcare reform and lost the love of his followers. To save himself, he planned distractions of epic proportions. These included renewed calls for amnesty, women's rights, and gun control. CLICK HERE to read about "President Pinocchio" at TheBlaze.
botched healthcare reform and lost the love of his followers. To save himself, he planned distractions of epic proportions. These included renewed calls for amnesty, women's rights, and gun control. CLICK HERE to read about "President Pinocchio" at TheBlaze.
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Here's how it works:
First, click here to open the THE CONTACT PAGE on my granny guerrilla blog. Tell me how many books you want and include your zip code (which is required to calculate shipping costs). I'll get back to you with the exact total due NOTE: You will not be able to take advantage of this special discount if you try to place a bulk order through Amazon.com or Amazon's e-store. This special offer is limited only to folks who first request a price quote through the contact form on my blog.
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Molli
Molli Nickell, a Granny Guerrilla
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November 15, 2013
"Coming soon: Pesident Pinocchio's War of Distration"~
Once upon a time, the Prince of Hopenchange stomped angrily around the White Castle. He jumped on the furniture, and kicked his golf bag so hard he snapped the shaft of his favorite putter.
Why was he so filled with rage?
Because, for the first time ever, he had been caught in his gollywhomper lies. "Like your doctor? Keep your doctor. Period."
"Like your healthcare plan? Keep your healthcare plan. Period."
Being nailed as a "mis-spoken teller of incorrect truth" had caused the Prince of Hopenchange's popularity and job approval ratings to plummet. Even his media lap dogs had turned against him. Instead of being cheered as the "Chosen One," he was mocked and called "The Lying King," and "President Pinocchio."
All those years of campaigning for his healthcare plan, traveling hither and yon, toughing it out in five-star golf resorts, accompanied by teleprompters, valets, drama coaches, and food tasters . . . all that effort had been expended for nothing. His adoring public had lost that lovin' feeling.
How did this happen? Increasing numbers of citizens learned what was in the 2,000+ pages of his healthcare law. They discovered what he had known all along. Obamacare would force millions of citizens to lose their healthcare plans and doctors and be shoved into insurance programs they couldn't afford and didn't want. Obamacare had been exposed for what it was: redistribution of wealth in America, a yellow brick road leading to single-payer socialized medicine. Medicaid for all. Quality for none.
Desperate to escape the mantle of responsibility, the Prince snuck into a basement vault to consult his most trusted oracle.
"Mirror, mirror on the wall,
am I still beloved by all?"
"Poof!" The image of the magic mirror lady, Ezmerelda, floated into the mirror.
"Hello Dearie. You might want to rephrase? Begin with a question I can answer in a positive manner."
The Prince of Hopenchange thought for a moment.
"Mirror, mirror, on the wall,
can I still out snooker all?"
Ezmerelda nodded. "Of course you can. Simply launch a distraction or two."
The Prince of Hopenchange asked, "You mean, like a war with Iran or Syria? Maybe Israel?"
"Pray tell, why would you attack your one and only ally in the mid east?"
"I told Israel to shift their border back to where it was in 1966, but they won't do it, and I gotta' teach 'um a lesson about . . ."
Ezmerelda interrupted. "Dearie, you are the least qualified person on the planet to advise or demand anything from any country. Your foreign policy track record is exactly 100% failure. You gave the Mid East to Russia, betrayed your Brotherhood pals in Egypt, backed out of Libya, lost Yemen to terrorist control, armed Al Qaeda in Syria, and dumped Saudi Arabia and Israel under the bus. Better you should focus on distractions at home." To continue reading, click HERE:
Back by popular request and posted on my home page:
Red Lines and BBQ Pork~
Eight-yea
r old Sammy writes a letter to the president and offers to help him find his lost red line, which, according to Sammy's daddy, will be found on the exact day when Hel . . . sinki freezes over.
r old Sammy writes a letter to the president and offers to help him find his lost red line, which, according to Sammy's daddy, will be found on the exact day when Hel . . . sinki freezes over.
My weekly fables also are featured on TheBlaze Contributor page.
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Does your group need to raise money? Here's a simple solution. But the book at 35% discount, then resell to the members of your group or at any event where you sponsor a booth.
Here's how it works:
First, click here to open the THE CONTACT PAGE on my granny guerrilla blog. Tell me how many books you want and include your zip code (which is required to calculate shipping costs). I'll get back to you with the exact total due
NOTE: You will not be able to take advantage of this special discount if you try to place a bulk order through Amazon.com or Amazon's e-store. This special offer is limited only to folks who first request a price quote through the contact form on my blog.
Want a sneak peek inside the book? CLICK HERE.
For single book purchases, you'll still save 25% off the cover price when you use this discount code VLMC4Y66 and order through Amazon's e-store
Thank you for loving your country and your family enough to step up and become involved in our struggle to restore freedom for our kids and grandkids and future generations.
God Bless America.
Molli
Molli Nickell, a Granny Guerrilla
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October 18, 2013
Bugged by NSA -- Leaked by Snowden
Once upon a time . . . the NSA hidden camera captured House of Representative minority leader, Nancy Pelosi, in conversations with her PR Director. The videos were collected by NSA and leaked to the press by Snowden.
DATE STAMP: March 2, 2010
"WHAT DON'T YOU GET ABOUT THIS?"
"We . . . have . . . to . . . pass . . . the . . . law . . . before . . . anybody . . . reads . . . it!"
"N
obody in their right mind will support a law that drives up insurance premiums and shoves doctors into early retirement. We don't want the peasants to find out they'll lose their 40-hour-a-week jobs and health insurance plans. NOBODY, and I mean NOBODY will want the IRS enforcing rules made by medically ignorant, civil service employees."
obody in their right mind will support a law that drives up insurance premiums and shoves doctors into early retirement. We don't want the peasants to find out they'll lose their 40-hour-a-week jobs and health insurance plans. NOBODY, and I mean NOBODY will want the IRS enforcing rules made by medically ignorant, civil service employees."
"I must reassure our constituents and the public, with a sincere and heartfelt speech, about how the best way to handle all the fuss over the president's healthcare bill is to pass the bill to find out what's in it."
"But first, a little Botox here, a little Botox there, here some Botox, there some Botox, everywhere some Botox . . . so I'll look my best."
Fast forward:
DATE STAMP: October 15, 2013
"Who do those t-party terrorists think they are, demanding changes in Obamacare before they'll agree to a debt limit increase? This could be a major problem if Republicans in congress actually stand their ground, which they probably won't."
"Our grand plans depend on implementation of Obamacare BEFORE anyone discovers how much it will cost them!"
"I need to reassure our supporters and the public again. I'll calm them by declaring we must implement their president's healthcare law before we can change it."
"But first, a bit of skin tightening here, a bit of skin tightening there, tightening here, tightening there, everywhere some skin tightening . . .so I'll look my best."
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And thank you for loving your country and your family enough to step up, speak out, and push back. We have some major battles coming up, more on the budget, more on healthcare (or lack of it), and amnesty for 30 million future democrat voters are on the table.
God Bless America.
Molli
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