I would like to politely ask all the big freakin’ babies not happy with President Obama’s re-election to kindly stop their hateful predictions of demise. Instead of spewing non helpful accusations about how dumb, I and fellow supporters must be, or that we just crave welfare checks, why don’t you start writing your senators and representatives about your issues and imploring them to work with our the president? I didn’t even post about how happy I was that President Obama is leading this country with a picture of the tear trickling out of his left eye from the night before rally because this computer may have spontaneously combusted from the wireless hatred. How is it that I am seriously almost alone in my circle of friends and family in supporting Obama? I just want it known that only my husband is allowed to say my theme song is, “Crazy Bitch” by Buckcherry. Which he does say, frequently.
Our country has a strange obsession with reality tv, ranging from singers, dancers, Kardashians, New Jersey residents, and bakery shops( I DO love The Cake Boss) to name a few. A talented producer could start filming inside the beltway with the real housewives who would dish the dirt on our lawmakers. Who is grandstanding? Obstructing? Concerned only about their re-election? Then they could film the actual law sessions and Americans would be invited to call in at the end of the show with votes. We could vote winners and losers. They would not be able to lie anymore and the public would be much more knowledgeable about immigration, healthcare, and tax reform. Sort of a CSPAN but without the mind numbing boredom. Add some flashy outfits, catfights, drama, backstabbing–it’s all there anyway.