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Marked in Pgh on Thursday, November 05, 2009 2:50:53 PM
I went to a Halloween party as the only private job created by Obama. Dressed in the red and black of Socialism, but in regular street clothes, no one knew what I was until I explained it. They had never seen anything like it before. I now have a part-time job; where I get to stand here in Pittsburgh as, literally, a free lance town caller and announce, "Hey Obama, ya schmuck, I got your stimulus package right here!" Try it, it's very cathartic.
There have been no new jobs created by the administration and congressional actions, except for government regulatory positions and rent a thug positions with liberal advocacy groups who received pay offs in the various bills. As for "Saved Jobs", that must be the title of the biggest fantasy or graphic novel of the year. In places like Pittsburgh, where the health care industry is the largest private employee segment of the local economy, the impending Obamacare Bill is scaring the hell out of us; to the point we didn't need demons to scare us on Halloween, they're already here.
Have I ever done anything like this before? I was accidently confused for another person in the past. I was at a rock concert in Pittsburgh once, a couple years ago, dressed all in black (black jacket, black T-shirt, black slacks and shoes). Okay, I'm a little shy (surprise, suprise-of course I'm lying). Some of the people in my group of friends said I looked like Johnny Cash. I thought they were nuts, until we ran into a drunk couple (again-surprise, surprise at a rock concert or a Steeler game in Pittsburgh!) at the end of the show. The girl took one look at me and announced "Johnny Cash! Sing me a song!"
Not wanting to be endlessly ribbed by my friends as I bought them drinks as rewards for their observation, I said "I can't, I'm dead."
So is Obamacare, if we nail down the coffin.