Feel the Bern, Bernie.
Sanders spent most of his life as an angry radical and agitator who never accomplished much of anything. And yet now he thinks he deserves the power to run your life and your finances — “We will raise taxes;” he confirmed Monday, “yes, we will.”
Sanders took his first bride to live in a maple sugar shack with a dirt floor, and she soon left him. Penniless, he went on unemployment. Then he had a child out of wedlock. Desperate, he tried carpentry but could barely sink a nail. “He was a shi**y carpenter,” a friend told Politico Magazine. “His carpentry was not going to support him, and didn’t.”
Then he tried his hand freelancing for leftist rags, writing about “masturbation and rape” and other crudities for $50 a story. He drove around in a rusted-out, Bondo-covered VW bug with no working windshield wipers. Friends said he was “always poor” and his “electricity was turned off a lot.” They described him as a slob who kept a messy apartment — and this is what his friends had to say about him.
The only thing he was good at was talking…non-stop…about socialism and how the rich were ripping everybody off. “The whole quality of life in America is based on greed,” the bitter layabout said. “I believe in the redistribution of wealth in this nation.”
He finally wormed his way into the Senate in 2006, where he still ranks as one of the poorest members of Congress. Save for a municipal pension, Sanders lists no assets in his name. All the assets provided in his financial disclosure form are his second wife’s. He does, however, have as much as $65,000 in credit-card debt.
Sure, Sanders may not be a hypocrite, but this is nothing to brag about. His worthless background contrasts sharply with the successful careers of other “outsiders” in the race for the White House, including a billionaire developer, a world-renowned neurosurgeon and a Fortune 500 CEO.
The choice in this election is shaping up to be a very clear one. It will likely boil down to a battle between those who create and produce wealth, and those who take it and redistribute it.
Doesn’t it always, now that the Democratic Party has morphed into the antithesis of American ideals as the Democrat Socialist Party, flexing its grotesquely overdeveloped Left-side muscles while its Right ones wither away?
This is the quality of person in “leadership” you get when you allow the rise of a permanent career-politician class against the direct admonition of the Founders, feeding off the people who actually do useful things for a living like half-starved vampires. Sanders might be one of the more egregious examples–a man who has never created or accomplished a single worthwhile thing his entire life, like the slug-a-bed currently befouling the Oval Office when he’s not on the golf course–but he’s far from the only one.
Funny how fond he is of sniffing the rich bouquet of his own yammerhead bullshit about the rich “ripping us off,” when he’s made a career out of exactly that: eking out his living from doing nothing more than running his mouth and lecturing the rest of us on how we ought to manage our lives, and actually having the gall to attempt it from the very seat of government. For certain values of the word “funny,” that is. Balls the size of church bells, indeed.