The Everlasting Phelps

For, brethren, ye have been called unto liberty; only use not liberty for an occasion to the flesh, but by love serve one another.

Congratulations, America

November 7th, 2012

You broke it, you bought it.

I’m out.  Don’t ask me for help, because you won’t get it.

I’ll check back in in four years or so, and if you are back to reason, then I’ll start looking out for more than just me and mine.  Until then, you’re on your own.

Save Yourself, Media

November 1st, 2012

Face it — Obama is toast.  The polls — the real polls, not the sham ones you commission every so often — show Obama losing the states he must keep, his firewall states. Benghazi has caught up with him. He can’t maintain the cover up.  It was flat out bungled, and it cost four good Americans their lives.

And when he goes down, after all the cheerleading you have been doing, your credibility is going to be shot.  It’s already on its last legs.  You shot your wad getting Obama elected, and the tank is on empty.  He was supposed to prop you back up once he was elected, and instead he gave you the mushroom treatment — locked in the dark, covered in shit.  It’s OK.  It’s how he treated everyone, including America.

So save yourself.  Jump in with the winning team, and start asking Obama the questions you should have been asking all along.  What did he know about Benghazi, and when did he know it?  What did he know about Fast and Furious, and when did he know it?  Hammer those two legitimate scandals over the next few days, and you can at least take credit for his demise.

Because if you are still standing next to him on the national stage when he loses, you’ll be shuffled off with him.  You can say hello to the buggy whip makers and the ice delivery men on your way out.

The Everlasting Phelps

For, brethren, ye have been called unto liberty; only use not liberty for an occasion to the flesh, but by love serve one another.