Some people you can never please, you might as well just let them be, they mock everything not their own, from their imaginary throne...
We are seeing it now. We were told that no way would we be downgraded if we passed the debt ceiling, and some were crying from the rooftops that NO MATTER WHAT, we would be downgraded. Some said it was imperative that we allow the government to sell our posterity down the road with more debt, that the end of our civilization was upon us. Those who stood up and said NO! were mocked, ridiculed, called terrorist, you name it. The elite, from their imaginary thrones, looked down on us and scared the masses into bowing down to their will. And many of our "leaders" whom we looked to and supposedly sent to Washington to stand against the Throne, bent their knee.
Fast forward to today.
How the traitors who voted for the debt ceiling must feel betrayed. They capitulated for "the good of the people" and and the very thing they were told wouldn't happen, has.
I don't feel sorry for them, they knew what was right, and they voted for political expediency; they sold our birthright so they wouldn't be mocked.
And now, I mock them.
Fools.
What gave you the right to steal from my family so you could pat yourself on the back and stand in awe of your patriotic bravery, elitism and political achievements?
I mock you, you fool. You betrayed the very thing you knew to be right. You are no friend of mine. I don't care if you're a "nice guy," I could care less that you feel my pain; I mock the agony you supposedly went through while you wreaked havoc over your own people.
Fool. What does it profit a man to gain the whole world and lose his soul? And what was your gain?
Don't you realize that when you are worth something to someone, they do things for you, and when you are worthless to someone, they do things to you? What is your worth now?
You are nothing to me, you are in the same category in my book as the thief who would break down my door and ravage my family.
Fool.
A second flood, a simple famine, plagues of locusts everywhere, or a cataclysmic earthquake, I'd accept with some despair. But no, You sent us Congress! Good God, Sir, was that fair? John Adams
“Always vote for principle, though you may vote alone, and you may cherish the sweetest reflection that your vote is never lost.” John Quincy Adams
Greater men than you faced far more adversity with far more to lose than just their political careers, and they didn't waiver, they were not faint, they stood for that which was Right, and their memory lives on, and their posterity will speak highly of them until the end of time, and you, Fool, will be forgotten, and if you are spoken of, it will be with disdain.
I won't bow down even if the whole world thinks I am crazy!
