The Real Rolling Stone

I can’t really say much more than what I have conveyed in this cartoon. When this man speaks, the rhetoric in the balloon is all I hear.

Specter Really Doesn’t Get It, or Maybe He Doesn’t Want To

My Flag Flies Everyday

My Flag Flies Everyday

I watched Arlen Specter’s town hall meeting yesterday, beginning to end. I was proud of my fellow Americans who came well prepared. They knew the contents of the proposed health care bill. Most of those asking questions were citing paragraphs by number. Specter categorically did not have a clue as to what they were talking about.  Out of twenty plus questions, Arlen was eloquent on one that he  was prepared for. Most of his answers were terse, and flip. He showed an arrogance by continuously looking at his watch. On one question, the man literally ran away from the questioner; distancing himself as much as possible.  The meeting was not raucous, it was rather polite. The questions were all about legitimate concerns, and well phrased. There was no finger pointing or shouting down. Many questions evoked a standing ovation from the crowd. Out of a room full of people, only one made a positive statement on the need for reform, the remaining questions concerned cost, care rationing, complicated language in the bill, and  discontent about representatives who are not listening to their constituancy.

Today, I watched a sound clip of Arlen Specter answering a question put to him from Harry Reasoner.  I couldn’t believe my ears. Specter denounced protesters as not typical Americans.  What I saw being vented by the people  was  the same frustration that I feel. It is the same frustration felt by all of the people attending Tea Parties, and town hall meetings. I guess I’m not a typical American.

No I’m not. I am a frustrated old man who sees his great country going down the toilet by the likes of our own representatives who are not listening. They absolutely do not get it.

Here is my proposal. If the people of Pennsylvania elect this guy Specter again, the state deserves to be leased to North Korea and Iran as a Nuclear test site.

What’s the Big Secret?

I have not heard a single word about BO’s college background. Why is he so secretive about this part of his life? Could it be, that he is hiding something that may hurt his chances for election? Where are all the pundits and the press? Why are they not “vetting” this part of his life.

I can imagine a few possibilities, like he was a “D” student, or he got a “free ride” from some mysterious Arab, or he belonged to some “radical student group.” The possibilities are endless. Why doesn’t he end the mystery and let us see his records? What could be so private, or bad in college records that a person would guard them so fanatically?  Don’t we have a right to know what this man’s background is before we chose to elect him to the highest position in the land.?

I still want to hear from some of his classmates. Did he have any  friends at all? Why is it that the editor of the  Harvard Law Review, does not have any editorials? I was president of a small social club and published an article every month. It wasn’t hard to do, so why didn’t he?

Why is the DNC fighting a lawsuit to get a legitimate Certificate of Live Birth? I think BO would be more than happy to open all of these matters unless he has something terrible to hide. Instead he dismisses these questions with a flip, demeaning  attitude of arrogance.

BO cries “Smear” when his opponent brings up his association with friendly neighborhood terrorist Bill Ayres, but he is hiding a part of his life that should be an open book. When have we ever had a candidate who was so private? When we did have candidates who tried to hide things from us, the sleuthing press uncovered their dirt. Why are they not doing their jobs? Are they part of a great conspiracy?

I smell SKUNK in this campaign of a magnitude that has never been seen before on this planet. During the Cold War this effort would have been referred to as a “Front.” That is my opinion, but what do I know? I am only an old man who doesn’t understand the need to change the best, and greatest country in the world.