Sunday, March 28, 2010

injaynesworld it's the "Sunday Recap..."

The California Marijuana Legalization Initiative has made the November ballot…

… and I’m doing the happy dance.   Not because I care to indulge anymore.  Been there, done that.  I once painted my white cat lovely hues of spring while tripping on the wonder weed.   When my mother was dying of cancer, I would bring her grass and we’d get high and listen to the Grateful Dead.   I just realized the irony of that statement, but it’s the God’s honest truth.   

Banning marijuana outright has been a costly and ineffective disaster, fueling a massive, increasingly violent underground economy, wasting billions in scarce law enforcement resources, and making criminals out of countless otherwise law-abiding citizens. 

If approved, the measure would legalize, tax and regulate marijuana in much the same way that the state now controls and taxes alcohol, generating an estimated $1.4 billion a year for our broke asses.  That’s a lot of teachers’ salaries. 

To those who would make the argument that legalization will give their children easy access to the wonder weed, I say you should be far more concerned about their easy access to junk food.   This is the first generation in modern history that is expected to live a shorter life than their parents due to childhood obesity.  

Put that in your pipe and smoke it.


For those of you on “Mistress Watch,” here’s the latest count:

Jesse James – 4
Tiger Woods – 16 (Yep, another one’s surfaced.)
John Edwards – Still only 1 (What a slacker.) 

Cries for the heads of these cheaters has been heard from all corners of the country, but one North Carolina woman took a different approach…  

Cynthia Shackleford decided to go after her husband’s mistress in a court of law and a jury awarded her $9 million dollars for her efforts.  Suing under the state’s “alienation of affections” law, Shackleford said the woman had used her “luring ways” to go after her husband of 33 years.  "I had plenty of proof from e-mails, phone records, and spending that she alienated him from me.  It's like those Lifetime movies that you see."

As a former writer of some of those Lifetime movies, I’ve got to say she nailed it. 


This week’s “You Can’t Make This Shit Up” Award goes to Illinois dairy farmer, Tony Goltstein…

See that eerie, alien-looking landscape behind Tony?   Those are giant bubbles inflated with – No.  Not the hyperbole produced by Faux News, but something very similar – the gas released by 21 million gallons of decomposing cow manure. 

Goldstein sucked back on a cigarette as he explained that the black, plastic liner designed to keep the manure from seeping into the soil had detached and risen to the surface, and he can’t afford to fix it.  But fear not.  This man has a plan.    He and his 19-year-old son want to use a knife to pop the gas bubbles open from a paddleboat.

Now, needless to say, his neighbors aren’t taking too kindly to this idea.  "If that thing back there blows, God help us all for miles."

Apparently, state officials felt the need to caution him that he probably doesn’t want to be smoking when he initiates his plan. 

Spoil sports.   I had a Darwin Award with his name all over it. 


Yes, health care reform passed this week and, predictably the Republicans went bat-shit crazy – not that they had far to go…

Among the more interesting amendments they came up with to try to stall passage was this brainchild proposed by Sen. Tom Coburn (R-Okla.):  Seriously concerned about the possible threat of federally-funded woodies for child molesters and rapists, Coburn proposed prohibiting the coverage of Viagra for those charged with such crimes.  

I suppose we really must applaud Coburn for his attention to detail, but personally I would have pressed for the inclusion of  federally-funded castration in these cases.


Finally, this week our “Golden Balls” Award goes to Marcelas Owens seen here with President Obama as the health care reform bill is signed into law.

On March 11th, this brave 11-year-old sat before Congress and told the story of how his 27-year-old single mom needlessly died from pulmonary hypertension because when she lost her job, she lost her health insurance and, with a pre-existing condition, her ability to get new coverage.  The health care bill just passed may have prevented this.  It provides for state-run insurance pools for those in frail health with premiums much lower than that charged by private insurers.

Marcelas had this to say to Congress: “You can’t let any other kid’s mom die like my mom did.”

Glenn Beck had this to say:  “If this bill passes, this is the end of American prosperity.”

Not for multi-millionaires like you and Rush, Glenn.  You’ll be just fine.   For many of the rest of us, however – most notably the working class on whose backs this nation was built – prosperity began slipping way with the advent of Reagan’s “trickle down” theory and we all know exactly what that warm, yellow liquid trickling down was.

It’s often said that a civilized nation is judged by how it treats the weakest among it.  This week we took a small step toward being a more compassionate nation.

Thank you, Marcelas.   Your mama would be proud.  

Care to comment…?

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

injaynesworld much has been made of "My Ass..."

Is it me or does Kim Kardashian’s ass need its own zip code?  

I can’t keep up with the latest trends in body image.  All I know is at any given time mine seems to be wrong.  At this particular moment, it would seem I’m ass-deficient.  It’s true.  My ass is a mere size 4, giant by Victoria Beckham standards, but in terms of current popular culture I’m clearly sub-par. 

I could never be an ass-donor.  Kidney?   Retina?  They’re yours, but alas, where there should be a nice little pad for pinching, I got nada, zip, solid bone.   Maybe that was why Santa was never too happy to have me sit on his lap. 

But fear not, fellow skinny bitches,  for a mere $32.95 asses can be ours, too!   I bring you the butt enhancer. Some day the ass-deficient of the world will have our turn to shine, but until then I’ll be shakin’ my booty in this baby.  

Never again will I have to endure the taunts of a certain redhead blogger – you know who you are.  No more carting along a cushion to stadium rock concerts.   Cold, steel park benches?  I’m covered.  

Go ahead.   Grab my ass.  Not only will you not be able to tell, chances are neither will I.  I will be known as the woman whose ass is up for grabs!    Now there’s a worthy distinction.

Women have been padding, pulling in and pushing up to conform to society's standards since the beginning of time.   Will we ever get it right? 

Submit body part complaints here…

Sunday, March 21, 2010

injaynesworld it's the "Sunday Recap..."

This week, dear readers, you get to vote for the winner of our very first “Steaming Pile of Shit” Award…

Proving it’s never a good idea to piss off someone who has nothing to lose…

This week Tiger’s porn star mistress Joselyn James was back in the news.  Remember her?  She’s the one who, with media whore attorney Gloria Allred at her side, sobbed that all she wanted from Tiger was an apology.   Yeah, I’m thinkin’ maybe he should have just given her one.  Ms. James has now released 100 salacious sex texts sent to her by Woods and promises more on the way.  The texts mention everything from slap-and-tickle, “You are my fucking whore.  Hold you down while I choke you” (Now what woman could resist sweet talk like that?) to slap-and piddle, “Have you ever had a golden shower done to you?”  

Pundits say that once Tiger is back on the links and winning again the “United States of Amnesia” will forgive and forget.

I say, Tiger, you’re a steaming pile of shit.


John Edwards’ mistress and baby mama, Rielle Hunter, posed pantiless in her tell-all interview with GQ Magazine this month…

Then was outraged that when given the choice of crotch shots or head shots the men’s magazine chose the former.   I know, Rielle.  I’m stunned, too.   In the interview, Ms. Hunter goes on to say, “Most of ‘Johnny’s’ errors in judgment (I just love that phrase) were because of his fear of the wrath of Elizabeth.  He was emasculated.”

Oh, yeah.  Let’s blame the cancer-stricken wife.

Rielle, you’re a steaming pile of shit.


Giving the saying, “A leopard doesn’t change his spots” a whole new meaning…

News surfaced this week that Sandra Bullock’s tattoo-covered, chop-shop-owning husband, aptly named Jesse James, has strayed.  Upon accepting this year’s Golden Globe Award, Bullock thanked her husband, saying that she's able to do the quality of work she’s doing now because “she never had anyone have her back before.”   Seems it was what he was doing behind her back with this classy babe, Michelle “Bombshell” McGee, for the last – count ‘em – 11 months that’s now front and center. 

On Thursday James issued a statement apologizing to Sandra and his family, citing the much overused excuse of  “poor judgment.”   Really?   That’s all it was?    Poor judgment is when you pick up a hitchhiker who ends up stealing your car.   Or when you win the lottery, but neglect to report it to the IRS.   That’s poor judgment.

Screwing around on your wife with a stripper whose nickname is “bombshell” for 11 months?   No – you and your brethren of cheaters don’t get off so easy.  

Jesse, you’re a steaming pile of shit.


Moving from the hellacious to the heroic…

Lt. Dan Choi, who will be discharged from the military under 'Don't Ask, Don't Tell' since it has been revealed that he is gay, chained himself to the White House gate in a protest of the military policy.
Homophobes claim that the military and, by extension, our national security will be irreparably damaged if gays are allowed to serve openly.   Really?  Considers these facts:

Over 50 gay military Arab linguists have been discharged under the DADT policy.   Back in 2007, Democratic Rep. Marty Meehan had this to say:   “At a time when our military is stretched to the limit and our cultural knowledge of the Middle East is dangerously deficient, I just can’t believe that kicking out able, competent Arabic linguists is making our country any safer.”

That’s right folks.   You may be able to torture the guy to get information out of him, but you can’t make him give it to you in English. 



Sarah Palin took on Florida Democratic Rep. Alan Grayson last week and the final score was a predictable Palin (0)…

Appearing at a rally in Florida to urge voters to oust Grayson, Palin came out swinging with this shot:  “Piper is with me tonight so I won’t say anything that can’t be said in front of children” and then ended the event with her recipe for moose face pie. 

In response, Grayson praised Palin for having a hand large enough to fit his entire name on and added that she deserved credit for getting through the entire hour-long program without quitting.  “I look forward to an honest debate with Governor Palin on the issues in the unlikely event that she ever learns anything about them”

Oh, snap!


Finally, Health Care Reform or as Republicans like to refer to it, the “Kill Granny Legislation,” was all over the news…

On Thursday, the Congressional Budget Office found that the final health care legislation would cut the federal deficit by more than $100 billion over the first 10 years and that the overhaul would go on to cut the deficit by more than $1 trillion over the subsequent decade.

As you can imagine, this is driving the right bat-shit crazy.  

Meanwhile, insurance gargantuan Cigna awarded $120 million to two – yes, that’s right – two of its executives in compensations packages while fighting health care reform for the rest of us citing that, if passed, it would “adversely affect Cigna’s bottom line.” 

Cigna, you're a steaming pile of shit.

How about we all get together and try to do what’s right for the millions of people in need of affordable health care in this country and stop sucking at the tit of the insurance industry lobbyists?    That goes for both parties. 

Okay.  I’m done now.  The floor is all yours…

Thursday, March 18, 2010

injaynesworld we ponder "Paths Not Taken..."

I’m looking out on a large oak tree that is probably 300 years old.   Each year winter strips it of its leaves, rendering it little more than a giant black carcass.   In spring, its shape slightly altered by new growth, its height a little closer to the heavens, it returns, never questioning its purpose or path.

As humans, we question everything.   Like all of us, sometimes I look back on my life and wonder what if…?

Not with regret, because the paths I’ve chosen, however erratic they may seem to others, have managed to lead me to a place that I wouldn’t change for anything.   Well, I’d have more money, but hell, anyone can say that.

Every once in a while, though, I do fantasize about other things I’d like to be doing and wonder what my life would have been like had I chosen to emulate '60s TV attorney, Perry Mason, as opposed to my comic book hero, Millie the Model.  

Oddly, I never think what if I’d gotten married and/or had children.  

Sometimes I wish I’d gone to Stanford and gotten a law degree.  When I was in high school, we’d often cruise the campus for parties.  You’d have thought that, in and of itself, would have motivated me, but I was never a great student.   Still, that’s where Sandra Day O’Conner got her start and I would have had a kick-ass time on the Supreme Court. 

It would have been exciting to go to Columbia University in New York and study journalism, too.  I might have been Christiane Amanpour, Diane Sawyer, or Greta Van Susteren.  Okay.  Scratch that last one.   

I’d have killed to have been a rock star, but the gods wickedly deemed that I would be born tone deaf.  

Crossroads happen at every stage of our lives.   Opportunities present themselves only to disappear in a flash if not grabbed, but I’ve found that if you keep your eyes and mind open, there’s always another one.   

I, of course, want them all…

You never know what you’re going to get here injaynesworld.  Sometimes it’s nipples, sometimes nostalgia.   

Join the conversation…

Monday, March 15, 2010

injaynesworld "Sunday Recap LATE EDITION..."

.... because I kinda couldn't get it together yesterday, but I didn't fool you, did I?

Let’s get started by awarding this week’s WTF award to Virginia Thomas, wife of Supreme Court Justice Clarence Thomas, aka “Long Dong Silver” for those of you who remember his confirmation hearings.

Virginia, a supporter of the Tea Party movement, has created a nonprofit lobbying group whose website will organize activism around a set of conservative "core principles," she said.  The group plans to issue score cards for Congress members and be involved in the November election. 

Now here’s the kicker:  She said it would accept donations from various sources -- including corporations -- as allowed under campaign finance rules recently loosened by the Supreme Court -- a decision made possible in part by her husband’s vote of support.     

WTF!    If stuff like this doesn’t scare the crap out of you, you’re just not paying attention.


And while we’re on the subject of scary crap… Anyone got kids in the Texas public school system?

An ultra-right bloc of The Texas Board of Education has made some radical changes to the way millions of students will be taught history, social studies and economics lessons for the next decade.  Some of the most egregious:

Gone -- the philosophy of Thomas Jefferson.  Replaced by religious right icon,  John Calvin.

Gone -- any teaching of the Constitutional separation of Church and State

Gone -- any teaching of the difference between sex and gender in sociology classes because it “might lead students into the world of transvestites, transsexuals and who knows what else.”

Gone -- any teaching about liberal or minority (aka “civil”) rights groups.  Replaced by studies about leading conservative groups, including Phyllis Schlafly, the Contract With America, the Heritage Foundation, the Moral Majority and the National Rifle Association.”

Are we having fun yet?


Glenn  Beck takes on Jesus…

…and manages to piss off Catholics, Mormons and Christians of all denominations.   Could he possibly have gone too far this time?  Oh, please God.  Say yes.

On his radio show last week, Beck told his listeners that they should “run as fast as you can” from any church that preached “social or economic justice” because those were code words for Communism and Nazism.

The leader of the National Council of Churches had this response: 

“Mr. Beck called for his listeners to disregard central tenets of their faith because they do not conform to his political ideology. He is advocating that they abandon the full Gospel message in favor of a hollow idol, and he is doing so for worldly gain. His statements cannot be allowed to stand unchallenged.”
                                              Jesus had this response:

Robbery Industry Hit Hard By Recession...

A Riverside County, California, woman armed with a semi-automatic pistol robbed 11 customers at the La Chicanita Market for a total take of $6.00 before fleeing the scene in an old car... She was last spotted heading for the nearest Starbucks.


Finally, lest I be accused of not calling out the Democrat sleazebags... Much has been said and printed about "Tickle Me Elmo" Eric Massa, Congressman from NY, busted for groping a subordinate.   He even managed to out-crazy Glenn Beck on Beck's own show.  Quite a feat.   But it really takes Saturday Night Light to do this whacked-out perv justice.

So was it worth the wait...?

Sunday, March 14, 2010

injaynesworld it's the "Sunday Comics..."

In a departure from the usual  Sunday Recap format, today I bring you "How Fairy Tales Really End," an e-mail sent to me this week that so appealed to my skewed view of the world, I couldn't resist sharing...

Snow White


Little Red Riding Hood

Belle (Beauty and the Beast)

The Little Mermaid

If I've made you smile, my work here is done...

Thursday, March 11, 2010

injaynesworld we take "A Look Into The Future..."

CatLadyLarew tagged me with this question:  Where do I see my life in ten years?

Since none of us is promised the next moment, much less the next year or ten, this isn’t something I think about often.  Also, I’m not going to lie.  These are tough times.   There are many nights when my last thought is “Score!  Made it through another one!”

Long, long ago and far, far away in a land known as my youth, I had big plans and lots of goals.   Looking ahead, all I could see was a vast expanse of time with no “check-out” line in sight.  

The scariest scene in the “Wizard of Oz” for me has always been when the wicked witch turned over the hour glass to show Dorothy how much longer she had to live.  

Not fond of “Like the sands of time, so are the Days of Our Lives” either.

And the freakin’ spinning globe from As the World Turns…?   Yeah.  I get it.  My days are numbered.  

I grew up in the 1950s and 60s, a time of great hope and prosperity in this country, much of that due to a Republican president, Dwight D. Eisenhower, who launched one of the largest, federally-funded public works programs in our nation’s history, the Interstate Highway System.  Today, he wouldn’t recognize his own party, but that’s another story.

Our house cost $17,000.  Moms stayed home because a family of four could live quite nicely on one income.  No one worried about health care.  If you got sick the doctor came to see you and hospitals were non-profit entities.  Candy bars were a nickel and twice the size. 

I could go on and on, but you’d think I was making this stuff up.  The truth is I was damn lucky to be born when I was, to grow up when I did and, if my luck holds, I’ll get off the planet before it all goes to shit.

I don’t know if people having children today are incredibly optimistic, courageous or just delusional.  Maybe each one believes theirs will be the golden child who manages to save all humanity from the brink.   It would scare the crap out of me to bring a kid into this world now. 

However, people are remarkably resilient.   We’ve come back from great depressions, wars, and natural disasters of all kinds.   Our rally cry of recent years has been “hope.” 

So on that note, here’s what I hope for my life ten years from now:

I’ve been blessed with remarkably good health.   If you don’t count the time I broke my neck, I’ve manage to avoid hospitals entirely.  I’d like to see that continue.

It would be good to have enough money to meet my needs and perhaps some extra to spare and to share.

For some reason, I’ve always had the love of a network of amazing friends – and I’m not always so nice.  Go figure.   In ten years, I hope they’re still hanging in there with me.

I’d still like to be able to launch my ancient ass up onto the back of a horse once in a while, and wake up to Dixie's kisses and Mason's purring.  

And it would be lovely to be able to look out my window, as I’m doing right now, and see a family of deer peacefully nibbling their way through the strawberry field in the morning sun.

Finally, I’d like to see an end to hatred, discrimination and war, and the return of a strong and vibrant middle class.  That one may be a little optimistic. 

But hey -- if I'm not still around, I've got no complaints.  It's been a helluva ride.

Now tag -- it's your turn.

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

injaynesworld we are "Going To The Dogs..."

This giveaway is now closed.  Thanks to all who entered.

In my first giveaway everrrrr I've got this cool doggie travel kit waiting just for you.   Even if you don't have a dog, it would make a great gift for a friend who does.  

On my right sidebar is a button that will take you to my giveaway blog.  So what are you waiting for?  Click it and go!

This product comes highly recommended by Dixie, the IJW official Chihuahua.   

You must be an IJW follower to participate.

Sunday, March 7, 2010

injaynesworld brings you the "Sunday Recap..."

Is it me or does anyone else feel just a little uneasy at the sight of  someone “packin’ heat” at the local Starbucks?   Apparently, there are people out there who are so paranoid that they have to carry a gun while ordering their soy chai tea.  In the 43 states where it’s legal to carry weapons openly in public places, pro-gun groups are encouraging their members to parade around with handguns snug in holsters strapped to their waists.  Hey, I had “Lone Ranger” fantasies, too, but eventually you grow up. 

Despite the fact that businesses have the right to ban guns from their premises, as Peet’s Coffee and California Pizza Kitchens have done, Starbucks has said they will continue to welcome their gun-totin’ patrons and not to worry because they have security measures in place for any "threatening situation" that might occur.

Well, hell… I feel better already.  When one of these “Dirty Harry” wannabes decides to get trigger happy after finding out there’s no more chocolate biscotti I know I can count on the pimple-faced teenager behind the counter to talk him down.


Come out, come out, wherever you are… 

Another “traditional values” Republican isn’t smiling today.   California State Senator Roy Ashburn, father of four and a fierce opponent of gay rights, was busted on a DUI early Wednesday morning after leaving the well-known gay nightclub, Faces, in midtown Sacramento with an unidentified man in his car.   Observed driving erratically, Ashburn was pulled over by CHP and failed a field sobriety test.

In the past, the good Senator has organized anti-gay marriage rallies as part of his “Traditional Family Values” campaign. 

Can you say hypocrite, boys and girls?  God, I miss Mr. Rogers…


On a positive note, marriage equality became the law in our nation’s capital this week.  Starting Wednesday the 3rd, gay couples in Washington D.C. could begin applying for marriage licenses. 

I say, hell yeah!   Gays should be allowed to marry, be miserable and get divorced like everyone else.   To show your support for marriage equality, grab the “White Knot” button in my right sidebar. 


Vying for title of  “Rarely has so little gone so far…” the Gosselins were front and center in the news this past week. 

Kate Gosselin signed on to this season’s DWTS, which will pay her $200,000 plus bonuses as/if she advances in the competition.   Presumably, being able to run around after eight kids day after day has given her some awesome moves.   While Kate’s star appears to be rising, ex-hubby Jon is receiving more dubious offers.

Playgirl Magazine is said to have offered Jon Gosselin a mere $20,000 for a nude spread, citing his reputation for having a small penis.  Former girlfriend, Hailey Glassman, has described Gosselin’s manhood as “being hung like a nine-year-old boy.”  Ouch!   In a sporting gesture, Playgirl offered to sweeten the deal by paying Gosselin an additional $10,000 for every inch over four inches.  

So what do you think?  Should he take it?   He could always use the money for a down payment on a Hummer.


“Today is a big day in America,” said Senator Harry Reid.  “Only 36,000 people lost their jobs today, which is really good.”

Yeah, you might want to tone down that positive spin, Harry…  While it’s true that Friday’s unemployment numbers held steady at 9.7% when economists had been predicted a rise to 9.8% or a loss of 68,000 jobs, if you’re one of  those who got canned, you’re not really finding it such a “good day.”


On the other end of the economic realm…

Got an extra $14 million lying around?  If so you could be the proud owner of these digs:

Pretty sweet, huh?   Rush Limbaugh has put his 5th Avenue penthouse on the market.  It would seem that he was none-too-happy about a proposed tax on New Yorkers making over $500,000 a year.  Hey, I can understand.  Nobody likes to pay their taxes.

Did I mention that Limbaugh’s current contract, inked in 2008, garnered him some $400,000,000 for his pollution of the airwaves?  Yes.  That would be four hundred million.

And yet so many of those who find themselves jobless and, in some cases, homeless, think this guys speaks for them.  Go figure...


Either someone in the proofreading department at the New York Times has a wicked sensor of humor or they just became one of the aforementioned 36,000 statistic…  What’s wrong with this picture?


And finally…

Won’t all those bitches from high school who called me a slut be sorry now… 

This week the Funny not Slutty network published their first online Big Blog Book and yours truly was honored to find herself in the company of a bevy of fine, funny broads including my great gal pal, the infamous CatLadyLarew.

To get your FREE (my second favorite “F” word) download just click here: or on the image in my left sidebar.

Thanks so much to FnS for selecting me.

Injaynesworld does not allow guns on the premises.  Comments, however, are always welcome.

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

injaynesworld we're always "Up For A Party..."

The Coffee Party is the fastest growing group on Facebook.   In just two weeks over 52,000 people have signed up as fans of this new grassroots political group that bills itself as the antithesis of the Tea Party.

Right away I liked it because no creepy costumes are required. 

Started in mid-February by Annabel Park, a documentary filmmaker who studied political theory at Oxford University, it now has chapters in 30 states and more are percolating by the day.  

Frustrated by all the media attention being given to the Tea Party, a group whose hyper-ideological, right-wing views seemed to be squeezing out more centrist and progressive voices like her own, Park vented about it on her Facebook page.  When her inbox and page wall began filling up with comments from others who were in agreement, the “Join The Coffee Party Movement” fan page was born. 

Unlike the Tea Party which decries the government’s very existence, the Coffee Party believes that we are the governmentTheir overall goal is “to promote civility and inclusiveness in political discourse, engage the government not as an enemy but as the collective will of the people, and push leaders to enact the progressive change for which 52.9 percent of the country voted in 2008.”

Civility and inclusiveness.  Who can argue with that?

Oh, wait…

At last week’s CPAC, Glenn Beck, in his typical rabid fashion, mocked the notion that Republicans needed to create a bigger tent by reaching out to moderates.  He demanded conservative ideological purity and called progressives “a cancer in America that’s eating our Constitution.”  After that, he declared his man-crush for all things Dick Cheney.  

A lot of people are angry with government these days.   They’re jaded and distrustful, and with good reason.   People like Beck make millions of dollars exploiting this anger.  Our polarization is their job security. 

The motto of the Coffee Party is “progress is patriotic.”   Its members say they realize that a lot of people of different political affiliations actually have many of the same goals, and they recoil from the theatrics of the Tea Party whose tactics, they believe, obstruct reform and discourage thoughtful deliberation.  

You have to admit, it is kind of hard to have a thoughtful discourse with people in strange hats, screaming that Obama is a Nazi, and carrying signs that read, “Keep government hands off my Medicare!”

We’ve all heard that “the squeaky wheel gets the grease.”   Up till now the Tea Party has been making a lot of noise.   With Faux News as its personal mouthpiece, it’s easy to get the idea that theirs is the prevailing thought in the nation.    Park’s purpose in starting the Coffee Party was to show that there are other voices out there that the Tea Party does not represent and, from the way this new grassroots movement is taking off, she’s clearly onto something.   

Coffee or Tea?   Whatever your brew, grassroots activism seems to be alive and well.

For further information on the Coffee Party go to or just click the button in my right sidebar.  

Oh, come on… You’re not really surprised to see it there, are you?

Comments with you coffee…?

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