It's Monday, so what shall I blog about?
How about Susan Rice's likely promotion to National Security Advisor, after lying to the American people about 9/11-Benghazi?
Maybe I should tell you that Obama's approval is still above 50%, or that his palace guards in the press didn't allow press coverage of the Gridiron dinner (other than to release the the White House script of Obama's comedy routine). Or how about 23% of folks in DC getting food stamps?
Or maybe you'd like to read the latest from the "Middle East Collective" of the RMPJC in the Boulder Daily Camera - about how all Americans are complicit in Israel's "crimes."
Just the thought of it brings back memories...
Oh, and if you're at all interested in the fate of the Republican party and or the conservative movement, you already know John McCain and Lindsey Graham bashed Ron Paul. But did you know that Daniel Greenfield (Sultan Knish) equates Rand Paul with Van Jones? He writes of "The Senator from Al Qaeda" as follows:
We can fight the left. We can fight the Islamists. Or we can cheer a man who is pushing the agenda of both.
(And anyone who doesn't agree with him must be a fool. Sound familiar?)
Last but not least of the rotten bits is, unbelievably, from the Wall Street Journal's Review & Outlook:
"... if Mr. Paul wants to be taken seriously he needs to do more than pull political stunts that fire up impressionable libertarian kids in their college dorms. "
I haven't lived in a dorm since 1973-74, but that's neither here nor there.
So now you need a cheer-me-up, right? Well, anyone who made it this far certainly deserves it. See "Obama's Timetable" by Paula Stern - at Arutz Sheva.
Works for me.
.... You asked about when we'd be leaving. I did some calculations, using common sense, the current political situation, my own knowledge and research, and figured out that we'll be pulling out of Yehuda and Shomron (what you call the West Bank), etc. - about one week before never; two days after the end of the world.
We'll be here, Mr. President, long after you have turned to dust, your memory not even a breeze in the wind.
We'll be here, Mr. Obama, until the end of time. This is what God has promised and this is what we promise ourselves, our children, our grandchildren and theirs.