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Monday, February 1, 2010

The Doctrine of Last Things: Eschatology

 "The last thing you want to do in the midst of a recession is to raise taxes..."  Barack Obama, President pro-tem  Aug 5, 2009.

Feb. 2010-(AP), MSLSD:  "The Obama administration's proposed budget includes business tax increases on U.S. oil and gas companies, and will also impose nearly $1 trillion in higher taxes on couples making more than $250,000 and individuals making more than $200,000:  You know, like those EEEVIL tonsil-removing doctors from his healthcare takeover speeches.  And, at least according to unnamed sources, British Petroleum, Royal Dutch Shell, Arco, and Chevron-Texaco spokespersons all agreed that "the last thing we want to do during a recession is to raise prices..."

Apparently Mr. Obama has read the Oregonian and seeks to impose measures 66 and 67 nationally.  After all, the EEEVIL oil companies won't pass those tax increases on to YOU at the pump, will they?  And if you use Natural Gas or LPG, watch out!! Obamanomics is gonna getcha!  Let's see, higher taxes, higher prices for food, oil, gasoline, trucking, shipping, UPS, postage, clothing, rent, utilities, cable TV, newspapers, laundry soap, shoe polish, coats, groats, goats, stoats, rubber boats, shoats, and rabbits.

This man is seeking to sink the United States economically first, and politically second:  Unsustainable indebtedness exceeding the Gross Domestic Product within three years, and that's called BANKRUPTCY, folks;  paying off existing interest on loans by borrowing more and more and more which precedes every bankruptcy; and undermining domestic security by, well, in a word, NAPOLITANO and/or HOLDER.

This man will be reviled in history for decades to come in the West, and praised by the Mullahs in the Middle East and the Commissars of the Far East, as the man who brought down America.

This man is a menace to America, plain and simple.  In days past, he would already be on a wooden rail headed back to Chicago, or wherever,  picking feathers out of the tar coating him.  Maybe it's not too late.

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