We are at War

Every time one of those mealy-mouthed democrats opens his girly-mouth to complain about us looting the treasury, rolling wads of cash off our fat-cat pals for high-bid government contracts etcetera all we have to do to stop them dead in their tracks, is to say with all the seriousness we can muster. “We are a nation at WAR.” --You traitorous slime are emboldening our enemies. And the liberal bastards run home crying.

It’s always good for a gut-busting laugh. I’m the guy who cut the defense budget 25% under ‘Grey-Boy’s’ daddy-o. Heh, heh, heh. Had to. It was the peace dividend! Hah, hah, ho. Reagan had gone nuts on his 600 ship navy and ABMs. We pawned off the S & Ls to the Commercial Banks. We removed oversight. (Remember Junk-Bonds?) And then a few years later had to bail out the Financial Industry to a tune of, oh, around 5 trillion dollars when the commercial real-estate bubble collapsed. That was good for a laugh. “Grey-Boy’s” kid brother got caught with his tit in the ringer but got off.

So, yeah, we got 10 divisions in the Army and 2 1/2 for the Marine Corps. I did that a generation ago. We would have trouble fighting the Philippine Insurrection against natives with bolo knives. It’s been how long now, and there’s still this insolent debate about armor for “Humvees,” ( a stupid idea for an overpriced vehicle) and soldiers. While I thought this war a really good idea, I always thought the tax cut was a better one!

Whenever I see one of our Congressional caucus repeating the talking points, ‘we are at war’ to deflect whatever marginal criticism is being leveled by some gutless opponent, I high-five the TV. “Attaboy.” One Tenth of one percent of “us” are at war. The rest of us are “at money.” If you don’t like it wimp, then wipe your behind with it.