How’s this grab you? Thirty-six members of Obama’s executive office staff collectively owe the government $833,000 in back taxes.

I guess it’s not all that surprising, given that, in total, federal workers owe a total of $3.4 billion in back taxes.

I have an idea for cutting federal spending. For openers, howzabout firing those thirty-six White House tax deadbeats?

Same shit, different year.

Only one person in the United States has absolutely no responsibility for the shitty state the country is in. Yep, only one person is completely without blame.

Can you guess who that might be?

She’s da bomb. Cracks me up, every time.

Jesus H. Christ! Please wake me when this bloody mess is over.

In November, I’ll vote for whichever one of them “wins.”

I’d vote for Satan himself rather than give the Marxist prick who currently occupies the White House four more years to finish the job of destroying the country.

Over the past few weeks, I have received numerous recorded telephone calls from XYZ, Inc. (a financial institution to be named if this crap continues) directing me to call a telephone number to “manage my account.” Never having heard of XYZ, Inc. and, as such, not having an account with XYZ, Inc. I didn’t answer the phone when I saw that it was XYZ calling, hoping that the annoying phone calls would cease. As you probably have already guessed, the phone calls did not stop, but rather increased in frequency. Finally, I decided to call the number to put an end to the annoying calls.

I called the number that was stated in the recorded message, and – guess what – I got a recording, directing me to enter my “account number.” Not having an account and, therefore, no account number, I did not enter anything. The automated voice then said, “No problem, we can use your Social Security Number. Please enter your Social Security Number.” Oh, sure. I don’t know who or what XYZ, Inc. is and I have no account with XYZ, and you want my Social Security Number? Fat farookin’ chance.

When the calls continued, I went to the web page indicated in the recorded message, hoping to sort this out there. Once again, I was asked for my account number. Duh. I then tried the “Contact us” option with the idea of sending them an email. No dice. I was provided with a snail mail address.

I decided to call the number again, this time doing whatever was necessary to speak with a human being. It wasn’t easy, but I finally reached a human being. The call began with the person asking me for – wait for it – my account number.

I explained that I have no account number, because I have no account, and, indeed, I had never heard of XYZ, Inc. I advised the representative of the repeated, annoying calls to my home and my desire that they cease immediately.

She advised me that they are trying to reach a person with my first and last name, but with a different middle initial. I said, “That is not my middle initial; you have the wrong person.” She wanted to “verify my Social Security Number.” I advised her that there is no way I was giving her my Social Security Number. I agreed to give her my date of birth, which was enough to convince her that XYZ, Inc. was looking for a different person. She apologized “for the inconvenience,” (Don’t you love that?) and advised me that my telephone number would be removed from the system.

Guess what.

I received three more automated phone calls today.

I just finished writing these assholes a nastygram on legal stationary reminding them of my telephone conversation wherein XYZ, Inc. conceded that I am not the person they are looking for. I also reminded them of their obligations under the Fair Debt Collection Practices Act and demanded that all telephone calls cease immediately.

If the calls continue, it’s going to get ugly.

Assholes!

It’s just a matter of time … blecch. Glad I don’t have to drive to work. Even better, I don’t have to work!

Thanks to Catfish for the video.

Linked by Doug Ross. Thanks!

PRS Operatives learned of a recent discussion between the Department of Energy Secretary, Steven Chu and President Obama and, using proprietary technology, were able to record it.

Chu: Good afternoon, Mr. President.

Obama: (Not looking up from the Sports Section of the “Washington Post”). What is it Steve? I hope it’s important, because, as you can see, I’m very busy.

Chu: Yes, Mr. President; I’ll try to be brief.

Obama: (Still not looking up from the sports section) OK, get on with it.

Chu: Yes sir. I wanted to tell you about a request for a loan guarantee I just received for another green energy project.

Obama: (Turning pages)

Chu: Sir?

Obama: (Turning pages) I’m listening. Get to it.

Chu: Yes sir. The request comes from a gentleman named Elmer Krakus. He makes buggy whips in his garage. He has been doing so for about six months. Currently he manufactures one whip per day. Each whip sells for fifty dollars and so far he’s sold four whips. He feels certain that buggy whips will be big in the coming years, as the country moves away from fossil fuels, and he, therefore, wants to expand his facility. More specifically, he wants to build a 50,000 square feet state-of-the-art buggy whip factory, complete with energy efficient equipment. The project is expected to cost four-hundred million dollars. He went to his bank for a four-hundred million dollar loan, and the banker almost fell off the chair laughing.

Obama: (Still turning pages) And he wants me to approve a loan guarantee of four hundred million dollars?

Chu: Yes, sir. It is, after all, a green energy project, and he is very environmentally conscious. He recycles, keeps his thermostat low in the winter and uses only compact fluorescent light bulbs.

Obama: (Still reading newspaper) Four-hundred million for a buggy whip factory? Are you out of your mind? This is the urgent matter you interrupted my afternoon for?

Chu: There’s one more thing, sir.

Obama: (Still turning pages) Yes?

Chu: Mr. Krakus just contributed fifty-thousand dollars to your campaign and he bundled another fifty thousand from friends.

Obama: (Looking up from the newspaper). Dammit, Steve. Why didn’t you say that at the beginning? Of course we’ll guarantee the loan.

Chu: Thank you, sir. I’ll let him know.

Obama: (Returns to reading the sports section)

Should you be interested in what makes this guy so very happy, the translation is here.

Video shamelessly swiped from Coalition of the Swilling

The One has again asked Congress to increase the debt ceiling – this time by an additional $1.2 trillion. The previous debt ceiling of $15.2 trillion was exceeded nine days ago.

Clearly the administration’s incurring all this debt is “unpatriotic.” Those are his words, not mine.

I guess when it comes to vote-buying money, there’s just never enough.

He makes me sick.