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Clinton: If Republicans pass ObamaCare repeal, 'they're the death party'

Former Democratic presidential candidate Hillary Clinton dubbed the GOP "the death party" on Friday.

She blasted Republicans in a tweet over the Senate GOP's recently unveiled bill to repeal and replace ObamaCare. “Forget death panels,” Clinton tweeted. “If Republicans pass this bill, they’re the death party.

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Clinton: If Republicans pass ObamaCare repeal, 'they're the death party'

Former Democratic presidential candidate Hillary Clinton dubbed the GOP "the death party" on Friday.

Says the larcenous criminal who simply pocketed $1 billion meant to aid victims of catastrophe in the poorest nation within our hemisphere (Haiti). You suppose any of the government cheese eating shit4brains mental defectives who voted for that abomination actually don't believe that the lack of that billion dollars caused any negative consequences for the health and welfare of any of those poor people?

Hillary Clinton colluded with big business to maintain slave wages for workers in one of the world’s poorest countries..."In 2009, while Bill Clinton was setting up one of the family’s shell companies in New York, in that same year Hillary Clinton was at the State Department working with U.S. corporations to pressure Haiti not to raise the minimum wage to 61 cents an hour from 24 cents," Camp said April 17. "Seriously."

Evil Russians hacked the poor Hildebeest out of the presidency!!

But, the thing is, there is nothing illegal about "colluding" with a foreign country, or anyone else, to disseminate a political message, to begin with, so long as it's done by legal means.

Otherwise what is the point of having a party?

I doubt that even House Reps who haven't found a way to grab the national spotlight have much name recognition let alone well known profiles in their districts.

Even if Ossoff [or any moderate Republican candidate] was sincere in his centrist rhetoric, the way a number of Blue Dog Democrats [remember the "gypsy Moth" Republicans?] were during their last successful wave, once he got to DC he would have learned that the only way a low profile, first term representative was likely to accrue power or influence is to support the Party Leadership, the people who establish the Brand

I accept my church's position [on abortion.] But I refuse to impose it on equally devout Christians and Muslims and Jews...

LONDON — Let’s look on the bright side: The spectacle of ireful Donald Trump supporters disrupting Shakespeare in the Park’s production of “Julius Caesar” and the subsequent tweetstorm of abuse directed at any company with Shakespeare in its name prove that plays retain the power to shock and enrage. Who said the theater is all anodyne, feel-good musicals?

I didn’t see the production that turned Julius Caesar into a Donald Trump look-alike, so I can’t comment on the accuracy of the impersonation or the violence against the president that some people believe it meant to incite. But there are a few things about the nature of Shakespearean drama in general — its subtle shifts in sympathy, the shocks it administers to our prejudices, its suspension of the drives to definitive political action — that obviously weren’t apparent to protesters.

The first of these is that a play, however incendiary its plot, is a very different thing from a political speech. A speech asks us to go out and do, or at least to go away and believe; a play by Shakespeare moves through time, measures action against motive and shows us consequence. We might enter the theater in rash spirits, but we leave it consumed by thought.
Mr. Trump never, in so many words, promoted the assassination of Hillary Clinton when addressing an election rally about the likely effect of her tinkering with the gun laws, but he avoided incitement only by making a sort of comic drama of his words — imagining what others might think or do, playing with future and conditional tenses, painting himself as innocent of any such intention himself. This wasn’t Shakespeare, but it was a departure from the usual blunt declamations of the “Lock her up!” variety. Deep down in Mr. Trump’s ungrammatical subconscious, some ancient understanding of the nature of dramaturgical, as opposed to oratorical, discourse briefly stirred. No, he had not called for Mrs. Clinton to be shot.

Plays don’t tell you what to think, let alone how to act. A good play won’t even tell you what the playwright thinks. What did Shakespeare believe? We don’t know. Meaning emerges, in a drama, suspensefully, out of the interplay of forces, from the collision of voices. There is no such thing, in art, as non-contingent truth.

That Trumpists don’t recognize this process is not surprising. Mr. Trump’s appeal is to those who think truth comes in a capsule. But their rage at the depiction of the president as the soon-to-be-assassinated Caesar is encouraging to the satirist. Satire is less subtle than Shakespearean drama. It lowers its head and charges. The questions always asked of it — will it do any good, will it change minds, will it even be noticed by the people satirized? — are hereby answered. Yes, no and yes.

Vexation is its own reward. It is consoling to see how thin-skinned the partisans of Mr. Trump are. But in truth, we’ve always known this about people of an absolutist bent. Just before the war, Adolf Hitler tried diplomatic means to get the British cartoonist David Low barred from drawing cartoons of the Führer. It has even been suggested that Mr. Low’s name was on a list of people to be killed when the Nazis occupied Britain.

Communism’s failure of humor is the subject of Milan Kundera’s first novel, “The Joke.” For writing the words “Optimism is the opium of mankind! A healthy spirit stinks of stupidity! Long live Trotsky!” on the back of a postcard to a girlfriend, Ludvik Jahn is expelled from the Communist Party of Czechoslovakia and sent to work in the mines.

The more monocratic the regime, the less it can bear criticism. And of all criticism, satire — with its single ambition of ridiculing vanity and delusion — is the most potent.

This can be only because the boastful are thin-skinned and the intolerant are forever looking over their shoulders. Mr. Trump himself is visibly easy to wound. Should this be a reason to hold back? “Who breaks a butterfly upon a wheel?” the great satirist Alexander Pope asked. The question was rhetorical. Wounding the vainglorious is a pleasing pastime in itself and contributes to their demoralization. Fire enough salvos of comedy and their solemn edifices start to crumble. It might be a slow process, but it is at least the beginning.

Derision is a societal necessity. In an age of conformity and populist hysteria, it creates a climate of skepticism and distrust of authority. If mercy droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven, derision spurts up as though from a pantomime geyser, drenching the braggart and the fool in the foulest ordures.

Vexation is its own reward.

The world's ultimate misuse of technology, of course, remains the 410gauge shotgun; the only possible use for that would be killing mice and rats and for what you would pay for a good one, you could buy 80 or hundred cats...

The world's ultimate misuse of technology, of course, remains the 410gauge shotgun; the only possible use for that would be killing mice and rats and for what you would pay for a good one, you could buy 80 or hundred cats...

Hahahahaaaa!

Kind of thin-skinned are we?

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Vexation is its own reward.

Thanks, cheese-face, you made my day!

Misuse of technology. The most likely outcome of taking any kind of a rifle shot at a target two miles away is to warn the target that he has a problem. Two mile shots are what artillery is for.