I don’t what is wrong with me but sometimes I
feel absolutely compelled to turn on the idiot
box to see what is going on in the world of
poli-ticks.
And whenever I give in to this temptation, I am
practically guaranteed a round of laughter not
yet matched.
This morning I listened to the latest ramblings
coming from Hillarious Hill-airy.
My goodness, in high heels and a dress, she
sprinted on the runway in Bosnia to avoid
enemy sniper fire – that was at best only
20 miles away. And equally amazing is
that she ran these sprints while listening
to a young child read her a poem. Daughter
Chelsea was with her, too. Both of them were
on a tear as they listened, hugged the child
and kept right on running.
Wow.
With politicians who can work miracles like
Hillarious Hill-airy, it’s easy to understand why
they don’t want God in the schools anymore.
For awhile I thought we needed someone like
the Dalai Lama as president – but even he can’t
work wonders like I’m hearing about on tee-vee.
By the way, there are high-heel races in Europe. Very
popular, too. Some of the lucky women get $1,500.00
for winning and a free exam from a local foot surgeon.
As for O-bomb-ya’s pastor, well, he ain’t coming to
Tampa no mo. He was supposed to speak in the Temple
Terrace area this week – but the local Ku Klux Klan must
have warded him off.
A great many of you have sent me information on Ron
Paul. He does look like my kind of guy. And you know,
being he’s a doctor – it makes me think. Perhaps instead
of a lawyer in the White House, we could use a doctor.
As you know, it’s very, very sick right now. And no one
seems to even know how to take its temperature.
Yes, we’ve had Bush for eight years and he’s not
exactly a lawyer – but he did beat John Kerry, a
lawyer, when they took their I.Q. tests while
in drunken collegiate stupors.
Can’t guarantee both were drunk during the exam,
but Kerry did say he “must have been drunk” – and
we know that Bush WAS drunk most of the time back
in the day. So there goeth the Fure-cat’s logic.
Meanwhile McCain is marching around, looking mighty
powerful as the Dems rip and scrape and tear at each
other over the “race issue” – which was always the card
they played against the elephants. Interesting, isn’t it.
Now you know why I look at ALL of this with a Cheshire
cat grin.
All of these figures are around to keep the world amused.
Yet the masses don’t get it. Instead they get pissed off
and ruin their days over a bunch of hooey, phooey and
pooey. Not me.
If I was worthy of offering advice, I’d say calm down. This
will all blow over in a few days, quickly followed by the next act
in the play.
Oh how I wish I had a candidate amongst the top three
(or four) that I could truly put all my faith and trust in. But
frankly, that’s not going to happen.
This November I think I’m going to practice abstinence. I’m going
to abstain from the sin of voting for President of the United
States.
Instead, I’m going to practice my Sniper Fire Hill Sprints. They
are a variation of what you can read about and follow in my
international best-seller, Combat Conditioning, which also
sells well in Bosnia – http://mattfurey.com/conditioning_book.html
Hill Sprints in and of themselves will get you into fantastic shape.
But if you mentally pretend that snipers are shooting at you as
you run the hill sprints, you’ll run faster and harder. Just don’t
duck while you run. That will hurt your back.
Get Tough,
Matt Furey
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