And I am completely disgusted. All of Obama’s gun reforms were watered down and bandied about and altered for gun-supporters for so long, I already knew this would fall into the same two-party pattern we’ve become accustomed to.
Democrats propose something. Republicans hate it. Democrats compromise. Republicans do not. Democrats compromise further. Republicans do not. Democrats give up. Everybody goes home to sit on their piles of money.
This looks like a press move and it only seems generous on the surface. Obama needs to either leave it alone or come up off the cash, because the only thing this stunt shows is that he has a ton of money and is totally not hurt by any sequester or furlough.
I thought I was Beyonce-free until the Super Bowl. I thought I had time gather my strength, do some stretching exercises, make a few blood offerings and sacrifice some animals to Infant Goddess Blue Ivy…horse offerings of course so her mother can have the hair…and mentally prepare myself for the Beyonce Onslaught of Twenty-Thirteen.
“He wanted to be president less than anyone I’ve met in my life,” Tagg Romney told the Boston Globe. “If he could have found someone else to take his place … he would have been ecstatic to step aside.”
This is a list of people who shouldn’t run for President:
President Barack Obama and his former rival Mitt Romney will meet Thursday for their first get-together since the November 6 election, according to a statement from White House Press Secretary Jay Carney.
“On Thursday, Governor Romney will have a private lunch at the White House with President Obama in the Private Dining Room,” Carney wrote. “It will be the first opportunity they have had to visit since the election. There will be no press coverage of the meeting.”
That little boy named Mitt Romney is gonna grow up hella pissed. Not only is he named after a loser, a robot, a sexist, and a bigot, but his twin brother’s name is BARACK OBAMA. That’s like if somebody named your brother Justin Timberlake, and then you got stuck being Chris Kirkpatrick for the rest of your life.