By about 10:30 am yesterday morning, everyone and their brother knew that SCOTUS had upheld Commie Health Care. The only surprising part was that Kennedy was on the correct side of the case while President Junior’s boy Roberts flipped to the Obamessiah.

Why did Roberts flip? Was it because he’s such a principled custodian of the court?

Did he change his mind at the last minute because he’s wishy-washy like good ol’ Charlie Brown (you know you see the resemblance as well as I do).

Was it his Epilepsy medication? Have the seizures left him left? That would actually explain a good deal about what passes as leftist thought processes.

Did someone have something on him that he didn’t want out there?

Would we have been better off not single-handedly driving Harriet Miers over the cliff?

It matters not. What we have in Commie Health Care is the direct result of an electorate who is too fat, stupid, lazy and worthless to educate themselves on the criminals that they vote for and the principles that created a country that would allow them to become fat, stupid, lazy and worthless without consequence.

Will the GOP capitalize on this softball of an election? Running on the economy alone is a winner, but throw in Commie Health Care and the Obamessiah’s atrocious record and we should be able to elect a half-eaten bag of peanuts over this garbage can of a POTUS.

But we’re talking about the GOP. You know, the party that is so frightened of Nancy Pelosi that they wet themselves at the sound of her name. You know, the party that has a Speaker of the House that bursts into tears at the drop of a hat. You know, the party without a single set of nads between them.

If you came here for reassurance that our brave legislators will do the right thing and overturn this stool sample of a statute, you might want to stick to those GOP-cheerleader blogs. I’ve seen too much of the Alexanders, McCains, Boehers, Cantors, Browns, Snowes and Hatches to think that they have the stones to do anything resembling pulling their heads from their asses.

But we can always hope™.

Yea, yea, yea…he played “Michelle” but  “Fat Bottomed Girls” are what make the world go-round.  And around she goes:

Rumpshaker wants to take my salt shaker.  Think Globally, Don’t Be Globally, oh, Thunder Thigh Master.

When’s Malia gonna ask her Daddy to plug that piehole?

Now, who’s lecturing who about needing to exercise?

Your scumbag Senators are poised to vote on this shit sandwich tomorrow night. If they get cloture, they’ll get their bill and you’ll lose many of your basic, fundamental freedoms.

CALL, FAX, EMAIL YOUR SENATORS TODAY.

Find your Senators here.

Enjoy the full list of freedom-robbing tax hikes and mandates here.

The corruptocrats have already bought of Mary Landrieu for $100 million. There’s plenty more where that came from, so there’s no time to waste.

THE BRIBES ARE FLYING FAST AND FURIOUS

UPDATE:

The lines are pretty jammed up but I got through to Bob Corker’s office and they say he will vote against cloture and against the bill. If you can’t get through to the DC office, call their local offices in your area.

Contact information for Tennessee Senators is below the jump.

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If you can make it through the first vomitous paragraphs where Camille can’t stop praising Pelosi for having a vagina, she puts together some of the best descriptions of the healthcare nightmare bill I’ve seen yet.

Petty dictators is about all we have left in Washington now, Camille. Nice of you to notice.

Ironically (or perhaps not so), purchasing insurance across state lines is one of the reforms urged in the GOP health plan. I wonder if that makes Camille feel icky.

Again, she pretty much gets it right, which makes me feel icky. While much of the rest of her column is the usual bilge, you must give credit where it’s due.

If we can’t make some guy over there (who never screwed you) pay for some dirty whore’s abortion then it’s like the worst thing in the history of this country – evah!

How about a trade?  The Commission On Hooking Up helps needy sluts find a guy willing to sport their abortion in exchange for something they’re already down with.  You still get to kill your kids and the taxpayer doesn’t have to pick up the tab.  Like E-Harmony with a body count.

Given the current administration’s tendency to inflate job numbers, I imagine this would save us more money than the healthcare bill and cut down on office shootings at the same time.  In this economy, you can never be too careful.

Think outside of the box, people.  Because thinking with your box is what got us here.

For those of you who can make it to DC tomorrow, you definitely should. Here is some info on the rally from Tea Party Patriots – Michele Bachmann is leading the battle against this “crown jewel of socialism.” Mark Levin will be there with Michele, among others.

If you can’t make it you should at the very least call/email/fax/visit your congressmen and senators and let them know that you oppose their little takeover of the Healthcare industry and that you will be dropping some election-day elbows if they don’t check the right box on this one. You can also participate in Operation Housecall and help some of those middle-of-the-road blue dogs who are on the fence.

Melt the phones. It worked for President Junior & John McShame’s Amnesty bill, it can work now.

My friend Leo sent me a little poem that he wrote and sent to the House Head Hag Nancy Pelosi… He agreed to let me share it with you.

Our brother Brian at Snapped Shot has given you a unique opportunity to visualize the latest “health care” bill, which is, of course, about anything but improving healthcare.

RTWT