Cap Taxes, Trade Congress

Kyle-Anne Shiver
Tue, 11 Aug 2009 21:00:00 -0700
Opinion

I'm all for cap 'n trade; it's a nifty idea. Simply splendid. Positively stupendous. Brilliant beyond brilliant. I just have a different take on the whole notion. I prefer very stringent caps on taxes and spending, coupled with a 2010 trade-in of the entire U.S. Congress.

What in holy tarnation do those people think they're getting paid to do? While these Roman throwbacks attempt to save the planet, pagan style, so they can set up their Darwinian nirvana on earth, the rest of us have enough sense to try to not make the state our church.

While we, in the other America, use reason to guide our decisions, Nancy Pelosi actually seems to think she's the reincarnation of some pagan goddess on a mission to save the planet. She's in the service of a president, whom she says was sent to us at this time by God, a god who she apparently likens to Zeus. If she were referring to the real, one, eternal, all-powerful God, she would know that stealing the liberties of Americans under utterly false pretenses are two of the real God's Big No-Nos, and would have enough fear and trembling to stay clear of this pure abomination: Waxman-Markey.

But no, no, no, Imperious Nancy serves the climate gods and their chief priest, Al Gore.

Shortly after she took over as speaker of the House, Imperious Nancy presided over passage of an energy bill, which was pure abomination. Tucked into the fine print was the liberty-stealing tribute to the climate gods, the phasing out of the 125-year-old incandescent light bulb. This little tidbit from the Business and Media Institute's analysis:

"The Financial Post reported in April that a broken CFL bulb cost a Maine woman more than $2,000 to clean when the state Department of Environmental Protection referred her to a cleanup company. At $5 in energy savings per bulb per month (as Davidson reported), one broken bulb could eat up 33 years' worth of savings!"

Why all the fuss over a single broken light bulb? It's the poisonous mercury inside, a substance all reasonable people — who read their fourth-grade science books — know full well is dangerous to people and their pets. But Imperious Nancy, purchaser of at least one too many face lifts, was too busy redecorating her new office, converting the House cafeteria to organic health food, ordering flower bouquets and flying back and forth to San Francisco on government private jets to bother with real science.

Judging from the looks of Henry Waxman, it's doubtful that plastic surgery has had any ill-effects upon his brain. Waxman's senses have no doubt fallen victim to 34 straight years in Congress. Having been serially elected by nincompoops from now-broke California, Waxman has been held to the accountability of a slug. But, as all wise Americans know, elections do have consequences, and this entire nation is about to reap the bad seeds sown for 3.5 decades by those witless Californians.

As if to underscore his own pagan godhood, Waxman sat in a committee hearing in May and declared to the people of the United States that he didn't even know what was in his own bill.

"Well, I certainly don't claim to know everything that's in this bill. I know that we left it to, that we relied very heavily on the scientists, the IPCC and others, and the consensus that they have that there is a problem of global warming, that's having an impact and that, uh, that we need to try to reduce it by the amounts that they think we need to achieve in order to avoid some of the consequences. That's what I know, but I don't know the details."

If this guy were a Republican, that admission would have evoked a media frenzy, the likes of which haven't been seen since Butterfield dropped the Nixon-tape bomb in the Watergate hearings.

Never, in all my born days, would I have believed that a bunch of so-called public servants in this grand republic would have the unmitigated gall to pass thousand-page bills, with enormous ramifications for every man, woman and child in America — without even so much as reading them.

These Democratic legislators are the very same folks who decried with vociferous vengeance mortgage contracts that were not fully spelled out and easily decipherable by a second-grader. Yet, they shamelessly proffer bills with far more intricacies than any mortgage contract for instant passage. They might as well declare that a cabal of lobbyists wrote their legislation.

While other Western countries are dumping this fraudulent global warming scam as fast as they can in an attempt to undo the grievous economic harm done by their own versions of cap 'n trade, our Congress jumps on the climate-god bandwagon with pious pretense and brains of pure mush. Meanwhile, New England has just reported the coldest June on record, while the global warming hoax is revealed as a pile of pure poppycock by more real scientists every single day. Congress and their pagan-god delusions have got to go.

Has ever a more witless group reigned from on high in such vainglorious fashion?

A simple question for us in our discontent: Which is the largest special interest group in this whole country, with absolutely no representation in the U.S. Congress?

If you answered "the American taxpayer," and you are one, then you know what must be done. That's right.

All together now: Throw all the bums out? Yes, we can!