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 Demand Your Prompt Refund!

 What with the tedious actual issues involved in federal budget fights, don’t we all need time to laugh?Step forward, Representative Scott Womack   , sponsor of a World Net Daily dog-whistler to save the American taxpayer by defunding White House teleprompters.

Now tragically withdrawn, the bill still serves a host of uses, reminding the faithful that Obama can’t really talk good without mechanical assistance, that unlike his rough-hewn predecessor Obama is a fancy boy fraud.  

Memories! 

George W. Bush is in a wistful mood as a teaser exhibit for his presidential museum opens in Dallas.

The often weepy former president is out and about flogging his memoirs in advance of sale date, and told a Chicago audience that his greatest regret was not putting across his Social Security “reform.”

As sensible heads said at the time, the Bush plan amounted to sending old folks to slaughter in the market, while the feds borrowed gazillions to cover the gap caused by paying out benefits while dumping current income into Wall Street.

Oh, what might have been!

But we’ll always have Saddam’s gun.

McNaughton’s Group  

Special thanks to the eagle eyes at Wonkette, who’ve spotted a big one.

Extraordinarily cheezeball artist Jon McNaughton has brought forth a gathering of greats, as the ghosts of presidents past hover around sullen, stand-offish looking Barack Obama, variously annoyed or aghast at his literal TRAMPLING ON THE CONSTITUTION!

McNaughton is the kind of crank who rambles along in incoherent Founderspeak for numbered paragraphs, passive aggressively concluding:

“The information is historical. If it is not familiar to you – Google it.“

Cramming all these figures into the frame seems to have skewed McNaughton’s perspective.  Small but perfectly formed James Madison is so upset at Obama’s boot-heel to our liberties that he’s bent over pleading, but appears to be almost Obama’s height.   The Forgotten Man is a giant seated on a toy town bench. Such is the occasion that Franklin Roosevelt walks.

McNaughton’s painting doesn’t leave much to chance, featuring ominous clouds, flags at half staff, and an accompanying video lush with  piano chords of doom.

    Give The Gift Of Karl!

In my day your basic Fathers Day gift was cigars, or something vaguely tool-related.

But family values Republicans appear to believe that Dad reads, or at least has shelf space.

Hardly had excitement died down over the Nixon Library’s touting Dick Morris as Father’s special gift, when word comes of yet another words on paper offering on this special day.                                                       

Operators are standing by, and if you move snappily you might be one of the lucky 200 Karl Rove fans to get a boxed version of his “highly anticipated memoir” of his “often-controversial role” in the Bush administration.

But There Is More!  This timeless classic in real leather is being offered at a mere $30, reduced from $37.00.  That’s an 18% savings!

Meet Your New Overlords!

Hopes for a dynasty-free nation soared with the sputtering end of George W. Bush’s administration and the announced retirement  of the Kennedy’s last office holder.

Over The Shoulder, Out Of Reach

But new threats emerge.

Jimmy Carter’s Grandson has been elected to the Georgia State Senate, and Richard Nixon’s Grandson aspires to do in a Long Island Democratic Congressman if the Republican nomination can be secured.

The drums have grown silent on George P. “little brown one” Bush’s inevitable rise to greatness, but all this can’t but help build the tired stench.

What’s Under The Tree For You & For Me? …