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Friday, June 21, 2013

FREDOs: An Open Letter to GOP’s Dynamic Duo Paul Ryan and Marco Rubio

Fredo
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As an American conservative, who has frequently voted for Republican candidates, I am feeling a lot like Michael Corleone these days. No, not Michael Corleone from the end of the first film, smiling at the baptism of my child while my enemies are getting whacked like moles. More like Michael Corleone mid-way through the 2nd film when there’s a familiar face in my rubbish bin and today is garbage day. It’s like I’m in the lake house, staring at my older brother who just can’t get with the program.
There must be something in the water which feeds into the Washington, D.C. metro area because these representatives whom we send there seem to be impervious to logic or the sentiment of their constituents. We have given these folks the opportunity to translate our views and beliefs to the federal government. They said all the right things to convince us that they were the right person for this job. Then they got to Washington and decided they didn’t like the task for which they were sent. They opted to do things their way. They wanted a little something for themselves…

So instead of the two “rising stars” of the Republican Party, we have two more Big Government Republicans in Congress. Instead of finding two heirs to the legacy of folks like Jim DeMint and Ron Paul, we’ve found heirs to the legacies of John McCain, Lindsey Graham, and Arlen Specter.
Paul Ryan and Marco Rubio have demonstrated over the past few weeks that they have lost all shred of respectability when it comes to conservative principles. They have thrown their support behind bills which would provide amnesty for what is estimated to be around 11.5 million illegal immigrants in this country.
And they aren’t simply playing footsie with these bills in the Senate and House. Marco Rubio continued his support of the 1,500-page Senate bill even when it became so unpalatable that GOP establishment shill Bill Kristol suggested that he “walk away from it”. On Tuesday, he was one of only 5 Republican Senators to vote against a border fence to secure our borders.
Paul Ryan’s support for the House’s version has not wavered, even after Nancy Pelosi insisted that these illegal immigrants should receive access to Obamacare upon their wholesale absorption into the legal framework of this great nation. This from a man who pretends to care about fiscal restraint and sanity.
I suppose we shouldn’t be all that surprised about you, Paulie-boy. You have been a thinly-disguised Progressive from the beginning. You talk a great fiscal-restraint game, but your voting record demonstrates that it’s all talk. Are we supposed to take you seriously after your votes for funding TARP, the Auto-Bailout, the Medicare expansion, a bill which would make the Patriot Act permanent, your support for gay adoption and internet taxation? You continue to justify voting for increasing the size (and spending) of the federal government supposedly in order to avoid an even bigger government down the road. This is a shell game as old as government itself. We are not going to fall for it anymore.

But you, Marco, should be ashamed of yourself. You were the golden boy of the new Congressional class of conservatives. You ran on a foundation of solid social conservatism and you’re demonstrating that this foundation was nothing but an election prop.
This is an embarrassment to the family, gentlemen. We’ve always taken care of you. We set you up with gigs and made sure that you had enough to wet your beak. But you’ve deliberately crossed the family in public. You’ve put your own woeful ideas ahead of the ideology of those who put you where you are today. You’ve abandoned conservative principles in favor of progressivism and we will not forget it. You’ve actively plotted our demise and worked to undermine the livelihood and security of the nation you pledged to serve.
You’re nothing to me now. You’re not my Representative or my Senator. I don’t want to know you or what you do. I don’t want to see you at the conventions. I don’t want you on my TV. When you pay lip service to our country, I want to know two days in advance, so I can take my blood pressure medicine and avoid watching television. I can’t even call you RINOs because that name isn’t descriptive enough. I have no choice but to label you both FREDOs: Feckless RINOs at Every Damn Opportunity.
Now get out of my office and go fishing with Al Neri.

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