|February 17, 2014||Bigots target gays in Kansas||4 comments|
|February 10, 2014||Debt ceiling chicken||6 comments|
|February 04, 2014||Coke unites, extremists divide||3 comments|
|January 31, 2014||Deal dodges, blames Mother Nature||2 comments|
|January 27, 2014||Uncle Sugar||12 comments|
|January 22, 2014||Barr should condemn Nugent||1 comments|
|January 16, 2014||Everything old is new again||4 comments|
|January 07, 2014||Shooting down double standards||1 comments|
|December 30, 2013||Duck Travesty||2 comments|
|December 17, 2013||We need Billy Jack again||11 comments|
There is a great scene in the classic movie "Rebel Without a Cause" in which Jim Stark, played by hyper cool James Dean, and his not so cool nemesis Buzz play a game of chicken. You can watch it here:
The idea is to race their cars side by side to a cliff edge and the guy who jumps out first is a chicken.
This teenage test of manhood doesn't work out very well for the uncool Buzz who gets his jacket sleeve tangled up with the car door and plummets off the cliff to his fiery death.
Jim, not a hair out of place, survives.
Cut to modern day Washington, D.C., where the hyper cool Barack Obama has been challenged once again to a game of chicken by the not so cool John Boehner.
The metaphorical cliff edge is the debt ceiling, which needs to be raised by the end of the month or the nation's full faith and credit will plummet off the cliff.
Boehner demands something in return from Obama for paying the bills Congress has already racked up.
Wearing a bemused smile, Barry says no way. Let's race.
Boehner, comb in his teeth, revs up the Tea Party caucus and puts the pedal to the Fox News metal, demanding concessions for not letting the American economy crash and burn.
As the deadline for the ceiling vote approaches, Boehner frantically tries to jump before it's too late. But he gets tangled up in his hysterically uncool rhetoric.
The president slides out, does a nifty shoulder roll, and watches in disbelief as Boehner and his GOP minions in the House go off the cliff.
The debt ceiling is raised and the GOP gets nothing.
I've seen this movie before.
Georgia officials had at least 20 hour's notice a nasty winter storm would hit Tuesday sometime around mid-day. Sure enough, as I drove to my office in Smyrna from Kennesaw at 10:00 AM, snow was flying.
I left my office at noon. Ten miles and five hours later I arrived home.
I was lucky. My office manager arrived at her home in Powder Springs after midnight. Some Cobb County residents never made it.
When I drove to the grocery store at 11 AM on Wednesday, I-75 South at Wade Green Road was still a parking lot - 24 hours after the snow began to fall. The rest of metro Atlanta was gridlocked most of the day.
There were ominous warnings from the National Weather Service Monday. So, questions:
Answer: Deal is the perfect example of what low taxes buy you.
Our indolent, unaccomplished, ethically-challenged chief executive regards you lowly Georgia tax payers as his subjects.
He knows his real allegiance is owed only to his big money courtiers, the wealthy real estate speculators, corporate high rollers, and wise guy Buckhead lawyers.
If you poor Cobb County peons had to sit on Route 41, your bladder bursting, your cell phone dead, your child waiting at school, your husband or wife parked somewhere on I-85, that's not the governor's problem! Why should Nathan Deal be bothered by such insignificant details?
Conservative readers, please, put your politics aside. Forget I'm a progressive.
Where was the warning from the State of Georgia recommending businesses close offices and stores Tuesday? I didn't get the call.
When questioned Wednesday at a news conference, Deal, clad in the de rigueur sweater vest to make it appear as though he had actually been out there with the stranded motorists on Johnson Ferry Road, told reporters Mother Nature, not he, was to blame for his government's lousy planning.
"There's not anybody in this room who could have predicted to the degree and magnitude the problem that developed," said Deal. "We will act sooner next time. But we don't want to be in here crying wolf.
He added, "We have been confronted with an unexpected winter storm that has hit the metropolitan Atlanta area."
Bull feathers, Governor Deal.
I've always thought former Georgia Tech basketball coach Bobby Crimmins' motto "failure to prepare is preparing to fail" are words to live by.
Evidently Gov. Deal doesn't.
He's up for re-election in November, folks. Remember well January 28, 2014 when you cast your vote.
I was sorry to see Tom Laughlin, the creator of the iconic “Billy Jack” movie franchise, passed away. Very few film heroes fought injustice the way Laughlin’s former Green Beret did.
Billy Jack eschewed reason for round house kicks, negotiations for knock-out punches. He blasted bullies, rapists, white collar criminals and other assorted low-lifes, all of whom richly earned his ire.
His mission in life, judging by the only Billy Jack film I saw, was to protect the vulnerable and he always seemed to be in the right place at the wrong time, at least as far as the bad guys were concerned.
Billy would approach his leering enemy and calmly explain why what the creep had done was profoundly wrong - then came the karate chop to the throat or a boot to the head.
Billy Jack appeared at a time when President Richard Nixon was lashing out at his critics and particularly students protesting the Vietnam War. It became evident the Nixon administration would resort to any means necessary to suppress the anti-war protests when National Guard soldiers murdered four unarmed students at Kent State.
So Laughlin, a left wing political activist, produced an allegory for those sad times.
Billy Jack shows up at an “alternative” school in Arizona. It’s more like a hippie commune, but the point is nobody there is looking for trouble, just like the anti-war protesters exercising their Constitutional right to peacefully assemble.
Standing in for the Nixon administration are the local racists and red necks who make life miserable for the school's students and teachers.
Billy Jack represents justice, however harshly its meted out, and the dirt bags are soon getting what's coming to them as Billy shows them just how tough a liberal can be.
In 1977, Laughlin produced a sequel to his hugely successful first film called “Billy Jack Goes to Washington," but those were tame times compared to the tea party bullies on Capitol Hill nowadays.
I’d like to send Billy Jack to the House tea party caucus when it meets. Here’s the scene:
Billy, wearing his trademark jean jacket and flat brimmed hat with the Hopi bead band, stands in the caucus room, arms akimbo, glaring at the 80 House tea party representatives.
Billy: So, Broun, you and these others want to cut food stamps by 40 billion dollars?
Broun confidently glances at the 79 others in the caucus with a smirk.
Broun: Yeah, that’s right. Says in the Bible them what don’t work don’t eat. Get it?
Billy smiles ruefully and shakes his head.
Billy: But food stamps help little kids, old people, even unemployed veterans. I think you should put that 40 billion back in your legislation. I know you don’t want any trouble.
Broun: What, from you?
Billy: That’s right.
Broun: Just you…nobody else?
Billy: Uh huh.
Broun: We ain’t afraid o’ you…