Another disgusting headline…
Once again I am disgusted with another headline of an atrocious decision caused by an idiot of the left. And once again, I find myself torn between my mature and compassionate side thinking “ooh those poor people,” with my immature and vindictive “ha ha, y’all screwed up again” side that wants to rub it in the person’s face who posted it. Thankfully my opposing sides compromise and I usually can find a more adult like demeanor when expressing my thoughts. The irony of the whole thing is that most of these articles are posted by liberal friends on Facebook (because it makes them FEEL bad of course) and they don’t even realize that their left wing policies and politicians they support so passionately are the ones that are responsible for the story they are so upset about. Go figure.
It’s amazing the amount of people that have been sucked into the Clinton crime machine. The many so called journalists of mainstream media, the aids, the staff at the state department, the DOJ, the FBI agents, members of Congress, and of course don’t forget about the Whitehouse staff and the President himself. That is some special power to have over people. To be able to change people in such a way that they abandon all logic, common sense and forget that they had any morals and ethics before infected with Clintonitis. Is it literally a power from a dark side, is it the lure of money, are they being blackmailed, are they brainwashed or just good old fear that they might mysteriously die by “suicide”, single engine airplane crash, or freakishly drop a dumb bell on their throat? To have the power to corrupt so many people so many times is very unsettling and tells me that there is more wrong with America these days then just the Clintons.
My grandfather taught me many things; the most important of which was what it meant to be an American. As a little girl, I remember staring at the wooden airplane propellers hanging on the wall from a plane he flew in the War and thinking he was the bravest man in the world. Papa was always very outspoken in his political views. He would rant and rave after the six o’clock news, a Presidential debate, or during President Carter’s address to the nation, but I never fully understood why he was so opinionated and passionate about politics. Of course I was just a kid in the 70’s and 80’s, and my idea of America was awesome! Patriotism was cool. It was part of who I was. I was an American, and, without really knowing why, I knew it was something to be proud of. After all, I had one of the best decorated bicycles in the annual neighborhood 4th of July parade, we said the Pledge of Allegiance before school every day, I was voted to be a flag girl in the 5th grade, and above all, I had grandfather who flew fighter planes against the Japanese to fight for my freedom. To be American was cool, and I felt proud. I felt safe.