America Needs a Good Bitch Slapping

That’s right, America, you need an old fashion slap around the kitchen before you finally wake up and smell the Starbucks. The last time Gadabout mouthed off to his Pops was when he was in ninth grade. It happened in the garage and the result of his disrespectful murmurs was a Jimmy Connors backhand to the temple. Gadabout learned his lesson, and learned it good. He learned to shut his pie-hole, act like an adult and show respect to others. I needed the “training.” I sucked, and learned to suck less.

Proudly mouthing off
Spit in America’s eye
“Hey, that back hand hurt!”

So, I believe it is high time America takes a bitch slap to the temple for some schooling. Tough schooling – street schooling. It’s time to elect Barack Obama President this Fall to immediately feel the pain of proper street education. It’s time to cheer and boast change, and mouth off to the traditions of prosperity and dignity. It’s time for a wake up call.

Like a school boy a day before summer vacation, I anticipate Barack and his cronies with open arms, while trying to control restless leg syndrome. I want to watch TV and witness first hand:

1. Crumbling infrastructure along the entire eastern seaboard.
2. $10 gas.
3. Israel torn apart by nuclear weapons.
4. A weaker dollar.
5. Higher taxes.
6. A disassembled military.
7. More Affirmative Action.
8. Iraq in chaos.
9. Inflation.
10. Terrorist attacks on American Soil.

We are told by talking heads on TV that too much blood has been shed overseas to protect America from a war of lies. Well, 4,000 + deaths is a tragedy – I won’t dispute that. But how about the 17,000 murders a year in the good old US of A? What about the 92,000 rapes? How about the 1,000 deaths every year on Virginia roadways? Where is the outrage? Playing the blood card is a nasty card to play. All you metrosexuals and pandering cry babies can take your “Blood War” card, find a quiet place in the house and ram it firmly up your behind. Yep, we need a good bitch slap.