In the beginning, is that familiar? President George W. Bush told us the war in Iraq would be over in about the same amount of time stated in Genesis 1 and that Iraq would be paying for it with their oil. Bush and his cronies sit with their Cheshire cat smirks and play us for fools while they line their pockets with gold. I hope they have visions of caskets dancing in their heads because the only economy practiced in Washington is the economy of truth.
Since the big "decider" can't decide what to do about Iraq, maybe he should try to solve our illegal immigration mess and attack those companies that hire without a conscience. Their greed has brought into our country the illiterate, the sick, and the pregnant. Couple with this the acceleration of crime, social diseases and drugs that burden our cities, schools and social services to the max.
I am tired of value systems so badly skewed that I can't recognize what century they might have come from. I'm nauseated from hearing about, and seeing, some immigrant males urinating in public as casually as if they were in a field or on a sand dune or mimicking the shuffling steps of an elderly woman on a walker, or some of their women budging into a line and when reminded that they must go to the end say, "You go to the end, bitch."
These people are guests in our country and as guests have no right to tell us diddly. Certainly not whom they will transport in a taxi, or to demand a time or place to pray, or refuse to check out my pork in the grocery store. I am the American here and my rights are being given away because of people who don't know anything about anything. I resent it. And don't play that wornout race card, it is not applicable. This is all about values or lack of.
Political correctness is killing us and the death rattle you hear is America's.
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Patricia Carter Harding
Willmar
