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Thursday, November 18, 2010

Divorce, American Style

This is an oldie - but still viable - concept. It arrived recently in an email, and I pass it on, in case you haven’t read it yet. Sometimes D-I-V-O-R-C-E is the answer.

It’s unclear who John J. Wall is, or if he even exists. As with most of these items, odds are good he is a conceit, but the concept is certainly worthy of consideration: I’ve added a couple of tweaks, highlighted in red.

 

Dear American liberals, leftists, social progressives, socialists, Marxists  and Obama supporters, et al: 

We have stuck together since the late 1950's for the sake of the kids, but the whole of this latest election process has made me realize that I want a  divorce. I know we tolerated each other for many years for the sake of  future generations, but sadly, this relationship has clearly run its course. 

Our two ideological sides of America cannot and will not ever agree on what is right for us all, so let's just end it on friendly terms. We can smile and chalk it up to irreconcilable differences and go our own way.

Here is a model separation agreement: 
Our two groups can equitably divide up the country by landmass each taking a similar portion. That will be the difficult part, but I am sure  our two sides can come to a friendly agreement. After that, it should be relatively easy! Our respective representatives can effortlessly divide other assets  since both sides have such distinct and disparate tastes. 
 
We don't like redistributive taxes so you can keep them. You are welcome to the liberal judges and the ACLU. Since you hate guns and war, we'll take our firearms, the cops, the NRA and the military.  We'll take the nasty, smelly oil industry and you can go with wind, solar and biodiesel.  You can keep Oprah, Michael Moore and Rosie O'Donnell. You are, however, responsible for finding a bio-diesel vehicle big enough to move all three of them.

We'll keep capitalism, greedy corporations, pharmaceutical companies, Wal-Mart and Wall Street. You can have your beloved lifelong welfare dwellers, food stamps, homeless, homeboys, hippies, druggies and illegal aliens. We'll keep the hot Alaskan hockey moms, greedy CEO's and rednecks. 

We'll keep the Bibles and give you NBC and Hollywood . 

You can make nice with Iran and Palestine and we'll retain the right to invade and hammer places that threaten us. You can have the peaceniks and war protesters. When our allies or our way of life are under assault, we'll help provide them security. 
 
We'll keep our Judeo-Christian values. You are welcome to Islam,  Scientology, Humanism, political correctness and Shirley McClain. Especially Scientology.

You can also have the U.N. but we will no longer be paying the bill. 
 
We'll keep the SUV's, pickup trucks and oversized luxury cars. You can take every Subaru station wagon you can find. 
 
You can give everyone universal healthcare if you can find any practicing doctors. We'll continue to believe healthcare, like electricity, heat, water, cell phones and cable TV is a commodity, not a right, that like many “necessities,” must be paid for. Generally by something we’ll continue to call “work”

We'll  keep "The Battle Hymn of the Republic" and "The National Anthem." I'm sure you'll be happy to substitute "Imagine", "I'd Like to Teach the World to  Sing", "Kum Ba Ya" or "We Are the World". 
 
We'll practice trickle down economics and you can continue to give trickle up poverty your best shot. 
 
Since it often so offends you, we'll keep our history, our name and our flag.  
 
Would you agree to this?  If so, please pass it along to other like-minded  liberal and conservative patriots and if you do not agree, just hit delete.

In the spirit of friendly parting, I'll bet you answer which one of us will need whose help in 15 years. 
 
Sincerely, 
John J. Wall 
Law Student and an American 
 
P. S. Also, please take Ted Turner, Sean Penn, Martin Sheen, Barbara Streisand, & Jane Fonda with you. 
 
P. S. S.  And you won't have to press 1 for English when you call our country.

H/T Lee Alexander