Never one to skirt an issue, Joe says it's Putin's fault you can't afford steak. Or gas. Or toilet paper. Or school books...
Inflation climbed to a new four-decade high of 8.5% in March as President Biden claimed what he called Russian President Vladimir Putin’s “genocide” in Ukraine was responsible for a record surge in gas prices and the exacerbation of supply chain disruptions — forcing Americans to pay even more for basic goods.
“Your family budget, your ability to fill up your tank, none of it should hinge on whether a dictator declares war and commits genocide half a world away,” Biden said during remarks at an ethanol bioproduction facility in Menlo, Iowa — going a step beyond previous declarations by his administration.
... If it's a nice day, let's go down to Washington Square Park and listen to Rasheed and the Jazz Collective...
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I'm sure the Dems have some kind of rationale for this, but I'll be damned if I can figure out what it is. It can't possibly be that bullshit about these illegals becoming new democrat voters - that's too simplistic and not a given, anyway.
The only thing even remotely close to making sense to me is that they know something we don't know about how and why younger people today aren't having kids at a substantial enough pace to maintain society. That's the only somehow -close-to-logical reason I can come up with. You guys have thoughts on this? I'd be curious to hear.
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of those spiffy hats, too?
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during the war, my Mom & Dad were not yet engaged but
my mother wore this pin proudly to keep the wolves at bay.
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Impatient little bastard, isn't he?
... A SIMPLE LESSON IN ECONOMICS
It is a slow day in the small Texas town of Pumphandle, and streets are deserted. Times are tough, everybody is in debt, and everybody is living on credit.
A tourist visiting the area drives through town, stops at the motel, and lays a $100 bill on the desk saying he wants to inspect the rooms upstairs to pick one for the night. As soon as he walks upstairs, the motel owner grabs the bill and runs next door to pay his debt to the butcher.
The butcher takes the $100 and runs down the street to retire his debt to the pig farmer.
The pig farmer takes the $100 and heads off to pay his bill to his supplier, the Co-op.
The guy at the Co-op takes the $100 and runs to pay his debt to the local prostitute, who has also been facing hard times and has had to offer her "services" on credit.
The hooker rushes to the hotel and pays off her room bill with the hotel owner.
The hotel proprietor then places the $100 back on the counter so the traveler will not suspect anything.
At that moment the traveler comes down the stairs, states that the rooms are not satisfactory, picks up the $100 bill and leaves. No one produced anything.
No one earned anything. However the whole town is now out of debt and looks to the future with optimism.
And that, ladies and gentlemen, is how an Economy works.
... very special people) that I do miss about living
in New Jersey - I miss my garden.
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to this about the Trump economy roaring merrily along
and then Biden jumps in and screws the pooch.
I just can't put it together somehow...
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Honestly couldn't give a fuck if either of these two were alive or dead, but that picture of her in the tub got my attention. Work on you, too? Not that I really give a fuck one way or another, but what's the Vegas line on how long they stay together? I think she's a fuckin' whackjob. Juss' sayin'...
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Is it just me, or does that biker babe look... Asiatic?
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