I was a professional boxer because I wanted to stand up in the face of death and spit in its eye. Or maybe I wanted death to spit in my eye. Or maybe I don’t just know, I just don’t care.
I’m not Harry Reid. He was only an amateur boxer. Not much of much. He wanted to pretend that he was a fighter without being a fighter.
Reid is a mouse that tried to roar but squeaked. The other day he got off of his ass and brayed that people are making up stories about Obama care’s failures.
He called them, “Lies distorted by Republicans to grab headliners or make political advertisements.” Gee, a lot of Democrats have told me about how they have been hurt by the Affordable Health Care. But even they blame the Republicans who didn’t cast one vote for it into Jesus’s make-believe fish basket.
Was Reid joking when he blamed the Koch brothers for Obama care? Was Obama care the Koch brothers signature achievement by neglect?
Obama’s massive reform has become his massive failure. Reid is punching at the air with his tiny gloves, trying to knock out rational resistance to a disaster. How can he tell millions of people that they are lying about a failed plan? What’s to gain when all is lost?
Why would the hurt make up wounds when they are mauled by Obama’s Chicago political machine? Harry Reid is a little wind up doll punching at us and telling us that the hurt Obama care has given us is really not there.
If only Harry Reid’s political acid were milk. If only we were in the land of milk and honey instead of degraded America under Obama and Reid. It is easy for Reid to lie. It is hard to disprove nonsense when it is so stupidly insistent.
If Reid and Obama deny culpability so regularly the voice of reason becomes distortion and we have trouble picking out the truth from its many desperate disguises.
David Lawrence has a Ph.D. in literature. He has published over 300 blogs in American Thinker, Daily Caller, Intellectual Conservative, etc. and political letters in USA Today, The New York Post, The Washington Times…. He has published a memoir “The King of White-Collar Boxing” and several books of poems, including “Lane Changes” which can be purchased on Amazon.com. He was a professional boxer and a CEO. Last year he was listed in New York Magazine as the 41st reason to love New York.
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