More falsehoods. The dollar today is roughly the same against the Euro as it was when Obama was inaugurated. The dollar is higher against the yen.
Everything you guys don't like are falsehoods. LOL! I strongly advise you stock up on precious metals.
It amazes me how blind people like you are to your team politics. When things went well under Reagan, it was because of Reagan. When they went well under Clinton, it was because of Republican Congress. And now, even though things are getting better, you blame the current shortcomings on Obama.
It amazes me how obtuse some people are. Not. Clearly, the successful policies of the 80's and 90's were conservative in nature and initiative. You guys have unwittingly conceded this. Obama himself made it clear that he despised the policies of the 80's and 90's and was going to turn back to Keynesianism: the current economy is clearly a mess of dismal growth, trillions squander for nothing, and entrenched, long-term dependency and unemployment.
In other words, it doesn't matter what happens, the good is because of Republicans and the bad is Democrats. You're so pathetically transparent it astounds me.
Right...Republicans always good, Democrats always bad.
Just admit you're a cheerleader for the Republican Party and move on. Obviously facts don't concern you, you're only interested in cheering for your team.
Once more, you show your true colors.
I'm not on anyone's team. Unlike you, I prefer to think for myself, to evaluate facts and truth, not partisan spin. So go put your cheerleader costume on and move along.
Utter tripe. The only bimbos around here knee-jerkingly defending Democrats no matter their policies are you guys.
The Democrat Clinton's conservative economic policies . . . are good. The Democrat Obama's dunderheaded and obviously failed collectivistic economic policies . . . are good.
Common factor: party affiliation. LOL!
I am a classical liberal, a Lockean, a proponent of
Laissez-faire. My allegiance goes to the sociopolitical ethos of this nation's founding and to no other person or party whatsoever.
In practical political terms what does that mean?
It means I'm not going to vote for the likes of collectivistic, statist thugs like Obama. I'm not going to vote for any lame-brained Democrat.
I suppose I could squander my vote on candidates of the Constitutional or Libertarian Party . . . but wait, let me think about this for a moment. . . .
Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.
What party most faithfully reflects my political ideology and has the best chance of thwarting the designs of the America-hating and America-destroying left?
I can almost hear the Rush Limbaugh reverberating in your head...
*crickets chirping*
Leftyism—from that of the Rousseauian savage, the Robespierrean Jacobin, the Marxist, the Fascist, to that of the unwashed, drooling duh of Occupy Wall Street—is not a political philosophy, really, but a collection of mindless slogans, obscenities and atrocities . . . trickling up Chris Matthews' leg.
I have cravenly suffered the sentimental drivel of the career politician—
The pandering fop, the trailer-trash clone,
The glib picaro who would do anything at all to be somebody,
Except be somebody who would do something useful.
I have felt his pudgy fingers foraging in my pockets—
The easy smile, the evasive speech, the beguiling eyes that woo the timid sheep . . .
The stuff and the skinny of Orwellian nightmares.
And I have seen the feverish glint
That lights the eyes of the campus policemen
(The goose bumps on their hairy arms!),
Who train our sensitivities, arrest our moral zeal.
I Have heard the awkward silence of hounded thoughts and speeches;
Have seen the spittle that files off the rhetoric of the mindless Jacobins . . .
The unwashed, slogan-spouting cutouts reared by academic leeches.
And moreover, I have choked on the gall and the licentious,
toe-jam-funk-smellin' rot of pretentious celluloid gods.
And the nanny state, the meddler, bewitches so easily!
Conceived by venal men, contrived by ruthless means . . .
That ancient human misery loosed again on you and me,
Watching, prying . . . or it smothers,
The self-anointed class, the deified regime. —Rawlings
Later.