Osama Should Consider A Blonde Wig And An Escalade

By Lisa Richards
December 3, 2009

If Osama bin Laden, or any terrorist for that matter, wants to make news
headline nowadays, they need to don blonde wigs and crash White House
parties, or get some tall blonde Swede to come after them with a nine
iron.

Unless one is a White House party-crasher or an athlete cheating on his
gorgeous super model-looking wife, real news of dire importance is
ignored.  Reality TV, even in the news, has become such an obsession that
no one is looking for the next high jacked plane or loaded backpack.

Iran says it is building nukes to use against America and Israel, the
dollar is below the euro and yen, China is out-exporting the U.S. on
everything except junk journalism, and America has a money-spreading
Marxist president, who sat on his hands for nearly a year, deciding
whether or not Afghanistan, the country he campaigned on as being more
vital than Iraq, is important enough to send troops to annihilate the
Taliban.

None of that however is important compared to covering unknown-to-anyone
socialite wanna’ be’s and a philanderer who makes Paris Hilton’s driving
skills appear spectacular.

Obama must be thrilled: the media let him off the Tea Party hook of the
healthcare debacle and torpedo taxes that could destroy us if we don’t
concentrate on ridding this nation of legislators whose only jobs are
getting votes and keeping their cushy jobs of vote-grabbing and
issue-ignoring.

It’s time Americans take nine irons to policies progressing this nation
toward Europe.

The obsession with celebrities, and those obsessed with becoming
celebrities, is the reason why Islamic crazies, illegal Mexicans, gay
activists, Atheists, ACLU acrobatics, and liberal anti-American motives
are easily taking the reins of our great Judeo-Christian culture founded
by Christian preachers (26 signers were theologians and preachers).

Lunatics can get away with anything, possibly another 9/11, because
Americans would rather watch obnoxious, self-centered “housewives”
back-stab each other and Hollywood socialites, famous only for their
parent’s names and birthing illegitimate unborn children, go on outlandish
shopping sprees while consuming more alcohol than spring break brats.

In the mean time, Barry Obama, who raised the deficit to $12 trillion,
spent Tuesday evening apologizing once again for America; this time to
West Point Cadets, many of whom were caught on camera sleeping.  As soon
as the presidential address finished, news anchors and pundits gave a
quick analysis of the speech and then switched to more important news:
White House party crashers and Tiger Woods.

But that’s not as important as finding someone immortal to replace Oprah
when she retires next year.  Maybe Osama should consider the job: 600
pounds more, a little cashmere, lip injections, a big wig, and I’m sure
the media would be more than pleased to give the 9/11 mastermind the job.
With the way trash journalism and reality TV is taking up American’s
minds, not to mention the fact liberals don’t believe in harsh trials for
terrorists, or the death penalty to those who mass murder humanity, Osama
would have no problem applying for Oprah’s job, or his own reality TV
show: “I Hate America; What About You?”

The sick part is Americans would watch, before and after being bombed, again.

Many Americans thought Jerry Falwell and Pat Robertson were homophobic
racists for blaming 9/11 on gay activists, the ACLU, Atheists, and sleaze
TV.  The two were forced to apologize for hurting decorator’s feelings.
Never mind the fact both men were correct in pointing out that America is
more focused on self-centered narcissistic rights than the nation’s safety
and historical preservation, and that’s what allowed terrorists to enter
our borders and hijack our planes.  Tolerance is better than safety.

The egotistical sycophant adoration of one’s self has created an insane
drive for stardom.  The old ideal of working towards one’s goal is gone in
lieu of 9-11 stunts in hopes of a reality TV contract.   These sociopathic
crawlers could care less if another city is attacked as long as the media
focuses full attention on them, making them an instant household name.

The media has more power than the government, and it is liberals who are
in control of the American media.  Therefore, they will do whatever it
takes to keep the naturally uninformed in the dark about Obama’s socialist
healthcare bill that will deny women mammograms, immediate treatment to
the sick and elderly, provide tax-funded abortions on demand, raise the
deficit higher, along with taxes, and force all Americans to get
nationalized healthcare or risk legal recourse by the government.

Obama wants cap and trade, which is dangerous to our already lagging
economy, salaries capped on executives—legally that means anyone who is a
boss, CEO, owner of a business big or small—which will lead to capping all
American salaries in order to distribute taxpayer’s dollars and paychecks
to welfare recipients.

Obama owns GM, claiming you the Americans are part owners, but in de facto
all that means is the unions own the car companies now forced to create
what liberals in power demand we Americans drive: anything that won’t make
welfare recipients feel poor or upset Al Gore and Porsche-driving
Hollywood elites.

Islamic cells are inside America planning attacks, a Muslim soldier
murdered Fort Hood soldiers, but heaven forbid we call Islam the evil
religion it is; we might hurt their feelings before they shoot up military
bases and our towns.

Barry Obama wants the Muslim crescent moon placed on a 2009 holiday stamp
for Muslims, but Christian music is banned from many schools, Christian
art and displays are banned from public squares, saying Merry Christmas
might offend back-packers, and wearing red and green during December might
offend Muslim school children.

The apologetic Messiah is taking this nation down the road to disaster
while the media has Americans fixated on White House guest lists and
golfers who can’t drive.

When I find myself watching shopping channels demonstrate new ways to hang
cloths on cheap, crappy hangers guaranteed to cram more cloths, quite
unattractively, into less closet space, I want hit myself with a nine iron
just to get out of the coma the news has me in.

Turn off the TV and get out the Tea.