Malarkey. It comes by different names like bovine scatology. In my mind it is now synonymous with Biden. Joe Malarkey Biden is also interchangeable with buffoon, gas bag and the second most dangerous man in America. He is a suit that is so empty it astounds me that the residents of an actual state in the United States made him a United States Senator. What is even more astounding is that the rest of us have a man as close to the Presidency as he is to the guys in white suits:
And they’re coming to take me away Ha Ha
They’re coming to take me away ho ho he he ha ha
To the funny farm where life is beautiful all the time and I’ll be happy to see those nice men in their clean white coats
They’re coming to take me away Ha Ha
To the happy home with trees and flowers and chirping birds and basket weavers who sit and smile and twiddle their thumbs and toes
They’re coming to take me away Ha Ha Ha – They’re Coming To Take Me Away
I try to temper what I have to say about the top leaders of the free world, mostly out of deference and respect for the offices they hold, but I am finding that increasingly difficult. I am proud of Paul Ryan for maintaining his composure and adhering to one of my golden rules. Never argue with an idiot. He will only bring you down to his level then whip you with experience.
Joe, do you want to hear some real malarkey? How about if you have a successful business, “you didn’t build that.” Even though, we have been reminded that the “buck stops with you.” Or , “I believe at a certain point, you’ve made enough money.” And, when someone decides that we have made enough money he tells us, “I think when you spread the wealth around, it’s good for everybody.”
Yep, Joe, that certainly lays out the American dream right there does it not? If you are successful in business, government will decide what enough money is for you. Then it will take the rest to do with it as government sees fit. We understand, you did after all remind us that it is “the middle class that’s been buried the last four years.” Out here in the middle class, Joe, we agree yet you keep shoveling dirt, or malarkey, into the hole you dug for us.
Then there is the malarkey energy plan. “Under my plan of a cap and trade system, electricity rates would necessarily skyrocket.” Remaining coal friendly, here in Wild and Wonderful coal country, we are told, “So if somebody wants to build a coal-powered plant, they can. It’s just that it will bankrupt them because they’re going to be charged a huge sum for all that greenhouse gas that’s being emitted.” And then there was you Joe, “No coal plants here in America,” you declared. “Build them, if they’re going to build them, over there [in china]. Make them clean. We’re not supporting clean coal.” I guess you told us. And the people of Ohio and Pennsylvania, with significant coal industry sent you to the Whitehouse any way.
Then there is the religion of malarkey. You did declare Joe that, “My religion defines my life.” The other half of your team declared, “Whatever we once were, we’re [the USA] no longer a Christian nation.” Heck of away to define your life. We also forfeited to Islam our freedom of speech when our leader declared: “The future must not belong to those who slander the prophet of Islam.” With the religion of malarkey in charge, there is no future to be concerned about – other than basic survival.
You Joe, and your boss, have loaded up your solar powered malarkey spreader and covered the land. Americans can no longer afford a liberal-progressive-communist leadership team bent on fundamentally destroying our country. And that Joe, is no malarkey.