I recently got an email from a friend who I used to think was kind and intelligent. In her email she stressed the extreme importance of the attachment she had enclosed. In order to send out a positive recommendation she noted happily that her attachment had come from the Tea Party. There was a long list of recipients to her email (which were openly viewable by all others), so I guess she sent this to most of her friends and family.
The subject of the Tea Party's attachment was regarding the importance of not telling the people with the U.S. Census Bureau much of anything at all. It was clear that their attitude was: Since these people were part of the American Government they were not be trusted, indeed they were to be feared, ridiculed, and hated.
The lying bastards from the extreme right wing are now causing serious damage to America. These lunatics are not patriotic; they are dishonest, selfish, bastards. They are driving a wedge solidly through the heart of America. Some of their actions may even be legally treasonous. It makes me think back roughly 150 years. We had members of our family who served as officers in the Confederate States of America, and we also had members of our family who served in the Army of the United States of America trying to preserve our nation from breaking up. One group of our family even ran a stop on the underground railroad, helping slaves to escape from the south. Family members fought against each other, and even killed each other in that horrible war. Its hard to imagine anything sicker than that, but we continue to move towards a similar situation of violent confrontation.
In the case of the American Civil War the lying bastards from the extreme right wing supported the continuation of slavery, and they hated any sort of rules from the “big government” in Washington, D.C. which might regulate their cruel behavior towards their property – i.e., their slaves. They wanted the market place to solve all problems, not laws written by some well educated progressives and liberals.
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