Your father bootlegged because he believed in booze, money and power. But he also believed that you help your own with those treasures accumulated. Growing up on the loss of your siblings to war, lobotomy, plan crash and assassinations your idea of your own expanded. Maybe it was the girl left in the drink. I don’t know. You were the go to man for the liberals for three decades. Like your rival Ron we always knew where you stood but trusted you would get a deal. Even your opponents in the Senate loved you. Perhaps it was because you listened. Perhaps it was because you had learned what it really is to be an American.
Don Arrup
Satire1
Friday, August 28, 2009
Friday, August 21, 2009
Health Care Reform-Hitler or Stalin
Radio Tyrants, Death Panels, Socialism National and Communist.
We have to cut down costs or the current growth of insurance companies profits will be unsustainable. . Don’t have to worry about the drug companies. A handshake behind closed doors. What are we fighting about? It’s over.
Public option? We have that now. Just wait a minute and two more families qualify for Medicaid.
Hey, we’re fat and broke and diabetic. Time to do nothing.
They’re fighting like kids in a schoolyard. Everybody wants change. Everybody promises change but you don’t have to change if you like your coverage. What would you rather have- higher taxes or higher premiums? You’ll get both, I promise you.
It will bankrupt the country. It’s bankrupting the country right now.
Its revenue neutral- like World War Two. How long do you have to stand and shit on this Earth before you realize that everything everything everything takes four times as long, terrifies at least half those involved, conjures setbacks, obstacles, tornadoes, typhoons, scandals, prosecutions and will cost at least ten times as much as the guys who couldn’t get laid in college and now are middle aged assure. Assure, you know, that’s the name of the best selling adult diaper. Or is that Depends?
The Republicans piss off and the Democrats shit pants. Your tax dollars at work.
Don Arrup
Satire1
We have to cut down costs or the current growth of insurance companies profits will be unsustainable. . Don’t have to worry about the drug companies. A handshake behind closed doors. What are we fighting about? It’s over.
Public option? We have that now. Just wait a minute and two more families qualify for Medicaid.
Hey, we’re fat and broke and diabetic. Time to do nothing.
They’re fighting like kids in a schoolyard. Everybody wants change. Everybody promises change but you don’t have to change if you like your coverage. What would you rather have- higher taxes or higher premiums? You’ll get both, I promise you.
It will bankrupt the country. It’s bankrupting the country right now.
Its revenue neutral- like World War Two. How long do you have to stand and shit on this Earth before you realize that everything everything everything takes four times as long, terrifies at least half those involved, conjures setbacks, obstacles, tornadoes, typhoons, scandals, prosecutions and will cost at least ten times as much as the guys who couldn’t get laid in college and now are middle aged assure. Assure, you know, that’s the name of the best selling adult diaper. Or is that Depends?
The Republicans piss off and the Democrats shit pants. Your tax dollars at work.
Don Arrup
Satire1
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Obama Offers Palin Seat On Death Panel
In a bi-partisan gesture President Obama publicly offered former Alaskan Governor and Republican Vice Presidential candidate Sarah Rah Rah Palin a seat on the proposed death panel- the headstone of his Health Care Reform plan.
“If Governor Palin is afraid we’ll throw her baby in the gas chamber to reduce health care costs I as a parent can understand that. There have been many nights when the First Lady and I stayed up till dawn trying to figure out just what exactly we would do if the government came and took our daughters. We know the insurance company will murder them if either of them develops an expensive condition. But that’s all of us.”
“If Governor Palin feels that she will have no say in the fate of her baby then I am extending a seat on the Death Panel where her vote will have equal weight with the other fifteen panel members of her region.”
“Though not all the details of these panels has been ironed out between the 846 different Health Care Reform bills under consideration it is my understanding that most of them seek to model the historically successful Star Chamber of the Grand Inquisition and the Final Solution Committee of the Third Reich’s SS.”
“And they will be uniquely American Death Panels reflecting our community values of fairness and compassion. There will be no consideration given to the victim’s race, religion or gender. Only the viability of treatment and whether the victim is someone most of us would like to sleep with will be considered. The poor and disadvantaged will get an immediate pass to gas chambers through Medicaid with the federal government footing the cremation as well. I think that’s only fair.”
Don Arrup
Satire1
“If Governor Palin is afraid we’ll throw her baby in the gas chamber to reduce health care costs I as a parent can understand that. There have been many nights when the First Lady and I stayed up till dawn trying to figure out just what exactly we would do if the government came and took our daughters. We know the insurance company will murder them if either of them develops an expensive condition. But that’s all of us.”
“If Governor Palin feels that she will have no say in the fate of her baby then I am extending a seat on the Death Panel where her vote will have equal weight with the other fifteen panel members of her region.”
“Though not all the details of these panels has been ironed out between the 846 different Health Care Reform bills under consideration it is my understanding that most of them seek to model the historically successful Star Chamber of the Grand Inquisition and the Final Solution Committee of the Third Reich’s SS.”
“And they will be uniquely American Death Panels reflecting our community values of fairness and compassion. There will be no consideration given to the victim’s race, religion or gender. Only the viability of treatment and whether the victim is someone most of us would like to sleep with will be considered. The poor and disadvantaged will get an immediate pass to gas chambers through Medicaid with the federal government footing the cremation as well. I think that’s only fair.”
Don Arrup
Satire1
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Summer Brave
Occasion to beach. Overcast. Forecast unfavorable.
Sand flesh water.
The waves kept pulling my pants down.
I kept tugging them up.
Pockets full of water.
Sun. Sun block. Sun burn.
Clouds win.
Hard breeze or soft wind.
The new real world we lived in began with my birth.
Everything before my birth is Old Testament.
Of course, now a new real world is crashing down on us.
Somebody else must have been born and I can barely keep my pants up.
I don’t blame them for the sea. Well, I’ve never actually seen the sea. Just the ocean. I think you have to be at sea with nothing but water around you to see the sea. I don’t blame them.
Everything wrong with the world up to 2007 is my fault.
I’m not solely to blame for 2008 and 2009 is well, we’ll see.
And despite the endless rain here and the endless drought opposite it is still summer. Here and there. Moments really.
It’s a lousy summer. But it isn’t over yet. Amen.
Don Arrup
Satire1
Sand flesh water.
The waves kept pulling my pants down.
I kept tugging them up.
Pockets full of water.
Sun. Sun block. Sun burn.
Clouds win.
Hard breeze or soft wind.
The new real world we lived in began with my birth.
Everything before my birth is Old Testament.
Of course, now a new real world is crashing down on us.
Somebody else must have been born and I can barely keep my pants up.
I don’t blame them for the sea. Well, I’ve never actually seen the sea. Just the ocean. I think you have to be at sea with nothing but water around you to see the sea. I don’t blame them.
Everything wrong with the world up to 2007 is my fault.
I’m not solely to blame for 2008 and 2009 is well, we’ll see.
And despite the endless rain here and the endless drought opposite it is still summer. Here and there. Moments really.
It’s a lousy summer. But it isn’t over yet. Amen.
Don Arrup
Satire1
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