Don't ask me why, maybe its the fluoride in the water or all those atom bomb tests back in the 1950's but this country is facing a serious testicle shortage. It would certainly seem to explain the volume of porn on the Internet as sexually damaged American men are too embarrassed to show a full growd woman their shriveled nut sack with two sun maid raisins inside.
"Yes sir, do we know how many enemy are in the target zone?"
"Intelligence says, maybe fifteen or twenty, maybe!"
The everyday garden variety American man with a pair seems to have disappeared. While he'll fight you Monday night he remains silent in the office meeting on Monday morning when the boss speaks.
Our Monday Night Football killer says only, (sniff) "have a safe trip."
Its humiliating, there was a time in this country when twenty thousand marched in Detroit demanding food and jobs. The fire department turned fire hoses on them and the police fired into the crowd. Two days later sixty thousand more showed up.
Today amid job cuts, wage cuts and pension pilferage business and banking executives are still breathing normally and their legs are still in perfect working condition. It's a sad testament to our vanishing culture that the country that invented tar & feathering today worries more about where to park the Volvo.
We need to ask the French for a Berlin style airlift to deliver us testicles. The French President Sarkozy suggested raising the retirement age from 60 to 62 and the country erupts into strikes by school teachers, truck drivers, garbage men, air traffic controllers. The trains have stopped, the gas stations are closed they're one step away from Armageddon as Sarkozy sits in Elisa Palace holding his head saying, "Holy Moly!" or whatever the the French equivalent of "Holy Moly!"might be.
I mean we could ask, right? They helped us during our revolution and we helped them in WW2 and we took over for them Vietnam. Hey wait, there's an idea, we could ask the Vietnamese. Every GI I've ever talked to said those North Vietnamese were some ballsy sons of bitches. But we still need the help of the French, we need their knowledge and their leadership and their testicles!
The French just have a way with these things, they can go out and drink and cheat on their wives and make all look so romantic and even stylish. Americans try that and it just looks redneck, a room at the motel 6 and urinating behind the Amoco station.
"[These protests are] an attempt to say stop abusing the workers and citizens," Christian Coste, head of the CGT Union at Total's La Mede refinery, said. "We are not here to bring France to its knees and create a shortage, we are here to make ourselves heard." Workers have been striking for five days straight at the refinery in southern France."
This is just another version of the Greece gambit that we saw earlier this summer where international bankers create a financial crisis by manipulating bond markets. Forcing governments to push austerity measures on the backs of the poor and the elderly. Barack Obama plans to drop the hammer on us with his cat food commission after the November elections. Now the faithful don't like it when I call it the cat food comission. So instead, I'll call it the Meow Mix mediation board. They plan this same stunt, raising the retirement age to 67 and they don't care that it will force more elderly to stay in the job market and make the unemployment problem worse.