So how are you feeling today? Good? No fever or anything? Throat’s doing fine? Joints nice and loose? Stomach nice and settled?
Are you sure? Check really closely, now, before you say anything.
I only ask because Harry Reid says you’re sick. And it’s not just you. It’s me, too. And the person next to you. And all of your friends and family members. We’re all sick. And he should know, because he’s the Senate Majority Leader and he knows lots of things like, presumably, why the sun is hot.
Luckily for us, he knows just what it is that’s making us all sick. Oil and Coal and carbon in the atmosphere from those darned Hitler-copying oil and coal companies. It’s causing global warming that’s just ruining everything.
But the one thing we don’t talk about is the costs that we don’t see on the bottom line. That is, coal makes us sick. Oil makes us sick. It’s global warming. It’s ruining our country. It’s ruining our world. We’ve got to stop using fossil fuel. We’ve — for generations we’ve taken it out of the Earth, carbon out of the Earth, and put it into the atmosphere and it’s making us all sick. It’s — it’s changing our world.
He’s got a fever and the only cure is more…what? Anything? Alternative energy that won’t come on line until, at best, a few years down the road? Goodness, that’s almost like praying really hard when you’re sick for someone, someday to invent some that tastes like bubblegum and cherry coke because you don’t like the taste of the medicine that’s already in your cabinet.
It’s silly to do to yourself and even more ridiculous to do to someone else.
To be perfectly honest, the only thing that has me feeling a bit queasy nowadays is the thought that Harry Reid and his merry band of progressive ignoramuses will actually get what they really want. I can handle oil and coal for a little while longer. I can’t handle his power-grubbing.