Thank you, Mitt Romney

... for making a three year old blog post of mine suddenly ridiculously relevant.  FWIW, despite some confusion, yeah, that's mine.  If someone could drop Paul Krugman a line I'd appreciate it.

Charles Pierce, the writer I'd like to be when I grow up, summarizes my opinions on Mr. Ryan adroitly.  I'll defend to the death your right to have an opinion different from mine, but when you're just a mendacious hypocrite, well, life's too goddam short.  Paul Ryan's family fortune was based on being paid by the government to build highways, he's never had a job other than "Congressman", none of his budget numbers add up -- at all -- and he's trying to push a budget that would raise taxes on the middle class, hand giant tax breaks to the rich, gut the country's infrastructure, and end Medicare -- which no matter what shit they sling at you is the plan because strangely, his plan doesn't apply to anybody over 55.  Why not, if it's so awesome?  Because old folk know bullshit when they smell it, that's why.

And why is he pursuing these policies?   Because, well, "job creators."

You know what?  I type for a living, and my stupid little typing creates a couple hundred jobs.  I'm an actual job creator, which was the last damn thing anybody (including my perpetually surprised father) expected when I started telling jokes in bars.  And I don't think that raising my tax rate by 3.4% (back the bad old Clinton Socialism Rate) so you, my fellow citizen, won't lose your fucking house when your kid gets cancer, or maybe we get a functioning power grid or roads that wouldn't be substandard in ZIMBABWE is "socialism".  It's basic.  Goddam.  Decency.

When the hell did we get talked out of that?

Phew.  That's been a few years of "don't talk politics while the show's on" building up.   Now back to our regularly scheduled programming.  And a reminder -- if the post doesn't say "Leverage" in the title, I can type whatever the hell I like.