Schroeder takes cheap shot - now that it's safe

Outgoing German Chancellor Gerhard Schroeder blasted our president saying, "I can think of a recent disaster that shows what happens when a country neglects its duties of state towards its people." That’s bold talk for the socialist German uberleader who presided over the crumbling of the German social welfare system, wrecking of the German economy, an economy that on a good year barley reach 2% growth, unemployment figures not seen since the war, a flood of Muslim immigrants willing to procreate like rabbits to replace an older and declining German population, the decline of his party, his own political defeat and the comic failure of the EU Constitution.

Tipping his hand of a future career as a comedian, Schroeder went on to crack wise, "My post as chancellor, which I still hold, does not allow me to name that country but you all know that I am talking about America." That comment received laughter and applause from a group of Germans either too young and ignorant to recall the 50 plus years that America kept the Soviet bear from their door - those are the not so bad Germans – or the really bad Germans like Schroeder himself, old enough and educated enough to know that every advancement Germany has made over the last 50 years has been on the back of the Americans.

Had Germany been forced to devote 50% of their GNP toward their own defense from the Soviets, they would still be cleaning the WWII rubble out of Stuttgart streets. Instead of defending themselves, they acted like a scrawny weakling hiding behind America as if it were its football star big brother. Now, after 50 years of big brother’s protection, the scrawny pencil neck punk little brother has morphed into a flabby, weak, grossly overweight man. Germany has received trillions of dollars of security from the Americans which they in turn poured into a welfare state. Now the Soviets are gone, the Americans are leaving, and the social welfare Ponzzi scheme is collapsing. Safe from any real threats and knowing that if needed big brother will still rescue him the little brother now turns on his older successful brother. Little brother Schroeder taunts big brother, “Oh yeah, I may be weak, broke, fat, ignorant and ugly, with no real hope for improvement, and all of my friends may be losers like me, but a tornado just knocked a tree through your house. Not so high and mighty now are you. Na nan Na nan phoo phoo.’’

The good news is that Schroeder is gone. A majority or at least a plurality of Germans - the good Germans - realized that the welfare system as it is currently structured, is untenable. But like a loud mouthed drunk asked to leave the fest tent, Herr Schroeder has to make a one last loud scene before two bouncers grab him and escort him out.