Harry, the Dope and Star trek

I found this picture at Powerline.com and thought it funny enough to grace the the top of today's posting. Scrawny made some idiotic comment about a man being more prone to beating his wife when he is out of work. Harry's wrong. As any Lib femiNazi knows, "a man don't need no reason for beatin' on his wife." He just does it because he's a man and men do such things. But I guess when he's not making enough crooked land deals, Harry gets depressed, whips out the belt and goes after Mrs. Scrawny. Even with the belt, my money is on Mrs. Scrawny.

So on to real stuff. Dopulous Maximus is hosting his "this is what we're doing - take it or leave it" conference today. Lemme tell you how this going to play out. The conference is supposed be 6 hours long. That's insane. We've been hashing and rehashing the same talking points for over a year. The Dope has put up nothing new on his plan. So unless the Republicans show up and claim to have finally perfected the Star Trek healing wand that "Bones" used, what do you need 6 hours to discuss?

SIDE NOTE: How many years of Med School do you need to learn to use the "healing wand?" Seems to me, Ned the wino could have been the ship's Dr. on the Enterprise.

"Where does it hurt? Right there. Hmmmm. This is a difficult case. Lemme think. Oh, yeah, I'll just run the magic healing wand over the affected area. (Low pitch vibrating noise in background) There all done. That'll be 120,000 Druckets."

See, you don't have to be Dr. House or a Dr. at all. Why wouldn't everyone just carry a magic healing wand with them? It's not much bigger than a pen.

And just one more Star Trek note. Why hasn't the Federation developed their own cloaking technology. Geez, come on. Put all of the laid off Global Warm-monger scientist on it.

OK anyway, back to today's post. Even for a class of people who make their livings droning on and on about nothing - that's Pols not Lex - doesn't 6 hours seem like a bit much? And they are going to be discussing the Wile E. Coyote of all political issues. Dope-a-care has been run over by a 5 mile train, flattened by a convoy of steam rollers, blow up in every manner possible, thrown off of a hundred 1,000 foot precipices, smashed daily with anvil after anvil and still the Dope comes back to hand out another of his endless supply of "Dopuluos Maximus - Super Genius" business cards.

So the Dope and his team of Demo-Dopes will continue to make the same tired arguments.

The American people demand that we do something - yeah scrap your asinine plan and start over.

The Republicans have no plan - and to prove it, the Dope will use up the entire 6 hours lying his skinny arugula eating @$$ off denying them a fair share of time to make their case.

Then the Dope will say, "OK, you Republicans win. We'll incorporate one paragraph of one of your ideas into to this 2,600 page stack of crap. There you go. Now you have to vote for it. After all I've met you half way."

Nancy Reagan said it best when she said, "Just say no."