I Want a Refund
I think that the government should be required to set up a 100% satisfaction program regarding programs that spend over $100 billion. If that much money is going into a single program, I'd like to be satisfied with it... of get a refund of my tax money spent on it.
The war in Iraq has cost every American $1,000 at this point. That number isn't adjusted for people who don't pay taxes, kids, welfare cases, etc. That's just 300 million people contributing to a $330 billion project.
I want my $1,000 back.
This isn't a political arguement. I could go on and on and on about how George Bush is a mental midget that thinks he's got all the answers (because jesus and his dog gave them to him), but I won't. It really goes beyond Federal incompetence at this point.
I just want my $1,000 back.
My money has purchased me nothing. It's my money... I earned it. I'd like to get something for it.
Hussein is dead. I don't care.
We've brought democracy to Iraq... and they voted into office an idiot. We should have known.
There's a holy war / civil war going on between two groups of people who can't agree on how best to worship their crap god. For some reason we feel that people with centuries of hatred should suddenly get along because we say so.
We're helping the people of Iraq... maybe... but even if we were, I don't care.
I want my money back.
Here's what you do... the Monty solution to the whole problem. Leave them alone.
Leave the Iraqis to the Iraqis. They will kill each other and blow each other up and eventually one side will be left and they can get a free set of steak knives from their crap god or whatever for getting rid of the infidels. It's an old solution. It doesn't work for everyone. But it does work.
If we hadn't been allowed to pick a fight with the British... we wouldn't be here.
If we hadn't been allowed to basically destroy a variety of Indian cultures... we wouldn't be here.
If we hadn't been allowed to steal Texas from Mexico... wait... actually... we should give Texas back to Mexico. Seriously.
Anyway...
I had to stop the post to get yelled at by my boss... so my train of thought derailed. It must not have been that important. Something... Bush is a twit... something about my money... Texas is a hell hole... something... I dunno.
bye!