Sunday, June 10, 2012

Above the law.

When Mitt Romney wasn't gay bashing kids (click here) whose hair he didn't like, Mitt Romney 's other favorite sick thing to do was to impersonate a police officer. In an exclusive article just released tonight by the National Memo, details emerge of a Mitt Romney who as a college freshman at Stanford University allegedly admitted to fellow dorm mates that he sometimes disguised himself as a police officer, and laid out on his bed was a Michigan state trooper's uniform....
What do you say about a man that thrills at wearing a Michigan State Police Officer Uniform? You know what strippers wear to bachelorette parties, right? Male stripper that is. You got it hand cuffs and all.


Okay, setting the obvious aside, a late uncle was a member of the Michigan State Police. His name was Paul Barrett. He went on to work as a detective and was involved with some unbelievable cases, like the straight A student that liked to kill coeds. He also went to retire from the detective unit and was then asked to work for the State of Michigan in Medicare fraud. He was more honored to do that. He worked there for awhile and reeled quite a few fraudulent MDs disguising as a drunk needing rehab. After he retired from the State of Michigan investigative unit, he went on to work for (I think) Blue Cross and Blue Shield of Michigan doing the same darn thing he did for the State. 


The community could not get enough of him. A brave Irishman to the core.


I could go on and on about stories he told, the favorite was about an inmate he placed in jail as a detective. His name was Leroy. Leroy would call Paul from time to time to keep himself straight so he could do his time without incident. Leroy was a safe cracker. He was a good safe cracker, so he was also a good to talk to about crimes. At any rate, Leroy was getting out of prison and he called my uncle to ask if he could find him a job. My uncle did. He called someone who had a car garage and asked if he had a safe in the building and the man said, "No." He then asked if he needed a mechanic and the man said, "Yes." Paul then asked if the garage owner would give Leroy a job and if he got out of hand he was to call. So, Leroy went to work. True story. When Paul called Leroy before he was to leave the prison, he stated, "Leroy, you have a job. Don't mess around and work for a living and don't let any of your old friends influence your life anymore. But, Leroy, don't call me again. I mean it." Leroy never called and Paul never heard from the garage owner about adversity.


The point is police officer do very dangerous work. They take the law seriously and expect others to do the same. I sincerely do not appreciate Romney's self aggrandizement to avoid what would normally be considered illegal in all other circles. Romney placed himself above the law, no doubt, because Daddy was governor and Mommy was running for office and his then girlfriend liked horses and looked like his Mommy. 


Romney has been and is a rude individual that tells college students to borrow money from their parents, seeks a US House of Representative as a liaison for women's issues, practiced Leveraged Takeover without any regard to employees (union or no union) and tells the public in Iowa "Corporations are people." I don't like him and I sure as heck don't trust him.



The neighbors aren't happy. This is not a complaint about wealth, the neighbors already have that. This is not south central LA. The Romney's are lousy neighbors. They don't care about other people. They care about their own creature comforts and nothing else. They believe they are entitled to their luxury their way. There isn't anything else to say. "It is our time." Mrs. Romney.

ON Dunemere Drive, (click here) it seems as if just about everyone has a gripe against the owners of No. 311.
The elderly woman next door complains that her car is constantly boxed into her driveway. A few houses over, a gay couple grumbles that their beloved ocean views are in jeopardy. And down the street, a widow grouses that her children’s favorite dog-walking route has been disrupted.
Bellyaching over the arrival of an irritating new neighbor is a suburban cliché, as elemental to the life on America’s Wisteria Lanes as fastidiously edged lawns and Sunday afternoon barbecues....

A House Liaison to Women's Issues. You mean to tell me Romney has no clue and he is seeking a Liaison in the US House of Representatives for his campaign strategy. Is this ethical? It is a new one on me. Candidates for office can actually seek out elected officials to be on their staff? Seriously? Maybe no one could afford it until now. But, basically, Romney has no clue about women's issues. Wow. Massachusetts is awash with women movers and shakers, where was he for four years?


Republican presidential nominee Mitt Romney (click here) today named Rep. Cathy McMorris Rodgers (Wash.) his House liaison, a major new role for the 5th-ranking House Republican who has become the face of the House GOP on women’s issues.
“She understands the impact of the economic challenges Americans face and the need to put our country on a better track. As a member of the leadership team in the House, she will be a helpful partner in our efforts to ensure our focus remains on the critical issue of economic security for all Americans,” Romney said in a statement.
In the new role, McMorris Rodgers joins Senate Republican Conference Vice Chairman Roy Blunt (Mo.), who has served as the leader of Romney’s endorsement whip team during the presidential primary campaign.
The pick comes as Democrats have ramped up attacks on the GOP over a contraceptive mandate issued by the Obama administration, disagreements over provisions in a new version of the Violence Against Women Act and a proposal by House Democrats to strengthen regulations against pay discrimination of women....


And then there is seamus, the immortal. And if you think for one moment Seamus is not immortal, he has his own page in Wikipedia (click here). But, from a freudian perspective, Seamus (on the roof) would have been in the same place as the red light on the roof of a Michigan State Trooper's car. I'm just sayin', ya know? I think Willard Mitt is a strange guy. There are diagnosis categories in the DSM-5 (click here).

b.   Self-direction: Unrealistic or incoherent goals; no clear set of internal standards.

That infamous and seemingly immortal (click here) tale of Mitt Romney crating his dog on the roof of his car during a 12-hour road trip has already weaseled its way into the narrative of the 2012 campaign and is now splashing its way onto America’s bookshelves.
Yep.