I love this little cat or, more specifically, I love his grin. There is a game which, in Afghanistan is called “Buzkashi,” and it’s a bit like Polo without the strawberries and the Eton accents both real and assumed.
In this version, two teams of horse riders gallop at each other across a field of unspecified proportions and the lead horsemen from both sides lean over their saddles to try to grab the corpse of a dead goat, Then whoever gets it they keep on galloping towards the opponents goal line where the object is to throw or carry the poor benighted cadaver across the largely-undefined goal line.
Or, if the rider is certain that his way is irretrievably blocked, he can throw the goat to others on his team.
Needless to say, there is competition from the other riders on both sides for the dubious honor of being the scorer.
One thing is certain, by the time one team or the other wins, there is not a recognizable carcass left.
That game, or variants thereof, are played all over Central Asia and it seems the cult is spreading ……..
The latest venue is the Congress of these United States where sometimes the Senate does battle with the House and sometimes it’s the other way around. Except in Washington’s version of the game, there is a third super-player who seems to reside on Air Force One for most of the time and really doesn’t help the outcome much at all.
Now I don’t know if, back in Afghanistan, there is a referee. But there is here.
And still Democrats drag the entrails of healthcare across and into the dirt of this land as they try to ram it down our throats. Testosterone or whatever Pelosi’s hormone cocktail is, is not playing in Peoria, Illinois any better than it is Peoria, Arizona.
Pelosi, Reid, Obama; We the people are the referee! And the whistle is poised.
Still, Obama took yet another trip on Air Force One today, this time to Ohio. I haven’t heard what he said on this last junket nor do I care to as they’re all the same but I’m prepared to paraphrase.
“The time for talking is over”. So why does Obama keep talking about it?
“The American People are entitled to an up or down vote on healthcare”. OK, Obama, there comes a time in a bar fight or a gunfight or even in the school yard when the runt of the litter has had enough and he say’s “Bring it on”.
Clearly, the Democrats don’t have the votes or this monstrosity would be law by now.
And, slowly but surely, their motivation becomes clearer. One of Obama’s shills on TV yesterday opined that Federal-funded abortions must be in the bill because, otherwise, more unwanted babies would be born which would cost more money.
So, now it seems, it’s not about healthcare all, it’s much more about death for some before they draw a breath and rationing before they draw too many.
This is clearly the cornerstone of his legacy as he sees it
Let’s destroy it before the mortar sets which, after November, wil see this presidency done. And that could only be good.
In this version, two teams of horse riders gallop at each other across a field of unspecified proportions and the lead horsemen from both sides lean over their saddles to try to grab the corpse of a dead goat, Then whoever gets it they keep on galloping towards the opponents goal line where the object is to throw or carry the poor benighted cadaver across the largely-undefined goal line.
Or, if the rider is certain that his way is irretrievably blocked, he can throw the goat to others on his team.
Needless to say, there is competition from the other riders on both sides for the dubious honor of being the scorer.
One thing is certain, by the time one team or the other wins, there is not a recognizable carcass left.
That game, or variants thereof, are played all over Central Asia and it seems the cult is spreading ……..
The latest venue is the Congress of these United States where sometimes the Senate does battle with the House and sometimes it’s the other way around. Except in Washington’s version of the game, there is a third super-player who seems to reside on Air Force One for most of the time and really doesn’t help the outcome much at all.
Now I don’t know if, back in Afghanistan, there is a referee. But there is here.
And still Democrats drag the entrails of healthcare across and into the dirt of this land as they try to ram it down our throats. Testosterone or whatever Pelosi’s hormone cocktail is, is not playing in Peoria, Illinois any better than it is Peoria, Arizona.
Pelosi, Reid, Obama; We the people are the referee! And the whistle is poised.
Still, Obama took yet another trip on Air Force One today, this time to Ohio. I haven’t heard what he said on this last junket nor do I care to as they’re all the same but I’m prepared to paraphrase.
“The time for talking is over”. So why does Obama keep talking about it?
“The American People are entitled to an up or down vote on healthcare”. OK, Obama, there comes a time in a bar fight or a gunfight or even in the school yard when the runt of the litter has had enough and he say’s “Bring it on”.
Clearly, the Democrats don’t have the votes or this monstrosity would be law by now.
And, slowly but surely, their motivation becomes clearer. One of Obama’s shills on TV yesterday opined that Federal-funded abortions must be in the bill because, otherwise, more unwanted babies would be born which would cost more money.
So, now it seems, it’s not about healthcare all, it’s much more about death for some before they draw a breath and rationing before they draw too many.
This is clearly the cornerstone of his legacy as he sees it
Let’s destroy it before the mortar sets which, after November, wil see this presidency done. And that could only be good.
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