Exiting my local gym a few days ago I paused and looked to my left. A Prius was idling (maybe it was parked, you can’t hear them). On the back of the bumper was a sticker that said Faux News in big bold letters and in parentheses below (FOX News) in case their attempt at humor wasn’t understood. I guess that makes sense. Liberals in general aren’t the funny type. They are very faux serious.
I started laughing as I walked to my fossil fuel burning, beautiful nine year old, loan free truck. As I loaded my gear into the back I continued laughing at the absurdity of the Obama Acolyte.
Let me first say I am not a big fan of FOX News. They have definitely lost their way. To call themselves fair and balanced and then stack each show with Bush and Obama apologist/propagandists is asinine. I rarely watch it anymore because they are usually well behind the internet or my personal Facebook news feed when it come to timely factual information.
Of course they are miles ahead of MSNBS who could not report a fact if their lives depended on it. I will occasionally watch the Morning Joe Show to see how many times the “progressives” (see traitors) couch their words or struggle with facts they don’t want to report.
It’s like watching children eat sour candy with their faces contorting trying to squirm their way through the Obama Administration’s lack of ability to tell the truth. The other shows on MSNBS don’t even try. They just open their mouths and let the lies fly.
I’d like to welcome Brian Williams aboard. He’ll fit in perfectly. Maybe he and Sharpton can get together and make up combat stories about saving each others lives. Oy vey!
The reason I laughed about the Prius, Faux News sticker is because…it’s funny.
The electric car may end up being the worst invention ever.
First it still burns…fossil fuels.
Where do these people think electricity comes from? Captured lightning strikes? Solyndra?
I mean come on already electric car owners. You are driving around in overpriced vehicles that still burn energy coming from coal or natural gas. In case you weren’t aware…both are fossil fuels or in other words…they come from the Earth.
There is nothing wrong with coal or natural gas. It’s all in the application. In fact there are many wonderful things about coal and natural gas. One of these things is referred to as heat in the winter to keep from freezing to death.
What’s that Prius owner? You are using less of these things than the rest of us not to mention you get to drive in the car pool lane with only one driver?
The driver part is true…for now. But here in California you are about to be sent a yearly bill because you aren’t paying enough gas tax for the roads you are driving on.
What? You weren’t aware of this? It sounds like a bait and switch?
That’s because it is but never fear Jerry Brown should have a new vehicle for you to head to Bakersfield on soon. You can trade in your cars and ride the train!
You don’t want to go to Bakersfield? Well there’s always your bicycle.
Maybe you’ll just keep your car and pay the bill?
Sounds good.
I’m sure driving around in a vehicle surrounded with many batteries running at maximum capacity should be fine.
You are akin to your own little nuclear power plant! I’m sure that will be great for your skin.
But I do have one question while you’re driving around in your mini Chernobyl giving FOX News free advertising…where do you think all these batteries filled with acid go once they are no longer useful?
I should ask Tesla founder Elon Musk?
I guess I could but why would I want the opinion of someone who is creating moving objects surrounded by acid whose business is largely supported by government grants. Grants that will disappear overnight along with many electric cars when the 18 trillion dollar debt bubble bursts forcing the State of California to triple your fees because…well hey…they know you have the money.
How do they know this?
Because you’ve been saving it up driving on the roads the rest of us are paying for!
Never fear progressive poindexter. I am sure your Czar Barack Hussein Obama will come up with something similar to Cash for Clunkers to get your radio-active death traps off the road before he exits stage left to retire in Palm Springs, where the grass is green, while the rest of the State dies from overpopulation and poor planning.
Ah…don’t you just love the smell of progressive hypocrisy in the morning.
Of course we have real issues happening in the world. Whether someone wants to drive an overpriced Nine Volt around with some French on the back bumper is part of freedom.
Free to be as tuned out to the real world as possible.
Unfortunately freedom can collapse when left unattended and ignored and this ignorance is forcing a collapse in and on America.
The taxation burden being put on the American worker is egregious.
The debt being piled on the American citizen is a crime.
The brutality happening throughout America to women and children because of our open border is unforgivable.
I read hundreds of comments (almost daily) on the internet about taking America back by force.
“America is too far gone. Voting doesn’t matter anymore. Everything is so corrupt”.
Fair enough.
This is why we are here. To provide a better path. A brighter way.
But before everyone locks and loads why don’t we try it my way first.
Overwhelming movement through social media.
Furthermore I am now ready to travel throughout America anywhere, any place, any time to deliver my love for America in full throat!
You gather one hundred lovers of freedom together (or more) and I will be there.
No cost to you.
I will pay my entire way to wherever you are.
You gather the voices and we will roar together…in every State in this great Union.
I will never stop. This about duty not desire. Our need to belong as humans is primary to our survival.
We BELONG here…in these United States.
Never ever forget…this is OUR country!!!
Ten million voices, three percent of the nation, coming together.
Shoulder to shoulder.
One voice at a time.
Jason Kraus
06-28-2015
“Late Bird” by Jason Kraus
Restoring a nation one voice at a time.
www.aleadernotapolitician.com
