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The Kittens and Mittens

By Wilson Nathaniel Thomas

      Somehow I thought that I would be able to let this one go, but the more I think about this, the more I have come to terms with the fact that it is far beyond the time and the place to put Ann Romney and her RIDICULOUS and out of touch hind parts in order.

     Since Mittens Romney failed to grow the parts of his anatomy which would have allowed him to sit comfortably on a couch with four sharp tongued women, (His words not mine), he decided to do what we have all seen him do so many times before, send his wife out to fight his battles.

     The finger shaking, brash talking, Mrs. Romney didn’t disappoint in terms of her presentation of her “I am so much better than you little people, and although I really wish that I was somewhere else, I will lower myself to your level and sit on your dirty little couch” persona, but it is debatable as to whether or not she helped her husband.

     Proving once again that the Romneys must have already left for the planet Kolob, the star or planet described in Mormon scripture and also in a Mormon hymn, Mrs. Romney, when she was asked by Whoopi Goldberg, what sort of an explanation her husband could possibly come up with for he and his five able bodied sons not serving in the military during the time when our nation was embroiled in wars, Mrs. Romney uttered out of her mouth one of the most RIDICULOUS excuses I swear to the Almighty that I have ever heard in my entire life.

     How Ann Romney could possibly think that it was okay to compare Mormon religious missions to actual military combat is so far beyond any and all levels of my understanding, I swear it nearly renders me speechless. Ann and Mitt must be smoking “That Stuff”, because that is the only reason that I can come up with to justify some of the repulsive and RIDICULOUS things that have come out of their mouths.

     Like seriously, Mormon missions as they call them, are voluntary, non-violent trips which focus on proselytizing about the Church of Latter Day Saints.

     Surely Ann Romney is out of her mind, and I could care less about the planet that she and Mittens have been living on, because they both need to bring their sorry, out of touch delusional behinds back to freaking Earth.

     It absolutely angers me to think about the fact that my father, my widowed grandmother’s only child, was drafted and sent to Korea during the Vietnam era. He had NO CHOICE, but Mitt Romney secured not one, or two, or three, but four military deferments. People seem to forget that during the Vietnam war, there was also a pretty hot conflict going on in Korea as well. While Mitt Romney was over in France riding a bicycle and writing love notes to Ann in the sand, my father was crawling on his belly under barbed wire fences, wading through swamps, dodging bullets, and watching his friends die.

     Mrs. Romney commented in regards to her sons and their missions, “I sent them away boys and they came back men. And what the difference was-and I think is where you literally do something where you’re helping somewhere else. You’re going outside of yourself and you’re working and helping others. And that changes you.” Like really, Ann Romney is so twisted in the head, it should be an absolute crime to allow her to even walk around among reasonably sane people.

     I need the wing Mitt, and his nut Ann, to understand that when you are 17, 18, 19, and 20 years of age, and you are forced into the military totally and completely against your will, and then sent away to fight a war in somebody else’s land, where you find yourself hiding in holes, climbing trees, scaling wire fences, wading through swamps, dodging bullets, watching bodies drop, and praying every second of every day that you are not next, THAT CHANGES YOU! That does something to you, and it is difficult to move through this thing that we call life once you have lived through those experiences.

     All of our veterans that were lucky enough to make it back to the United States from Vietnam, had to face a country that did not welcome them back, then many of them were sick on top of it all. Many of our heroes left their arms and legs in Vietnam and Korea, they went over there whole and full of promise and they returned home broken, discouraged, and unwelcomed. THAT CHANGES YOU, Ann Romney!

     Still there are others who came back in one piece, but their traumatic brain injuries make it difficult for them to sleep, many of them don’t want to sleep because every time they close their eyes, they see all of the horrors they lived through. And to think, so many of our Vietnam heroes are still awaiting help from a government that they gave so much to. What all of our soldiers experience when they put on a military uniform and pledge to protect this land we call the United States of America, that CHANGES PEOPLE Ann Romney you repugnant, RIDICULOUS, stone hearted wretch. Your attempt to compare what your sons did to what this nation’s soldiers have done, and will continue to do, to fight the wars that people like you started. Just so you could make money off of killing other human beings is despicable, it is a sin, and if you are not ashamed of yourself, I am ashamed for you, as you and all of the gutless men in your family are RIDICULOUS excuses for human beings.

     I am sure that I speak for the rest of the 47 percent when I say that I sincerely hope that you keep your word, and you and that man with those many personalities disappear from the world of politics forever.

     As always, if you have any questions or comments about anything that you that you read in the Rundown, please send them to www.runningdowntheridiculous@gmail.com.

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    Carma Lynn Henry Westside Gazette Newspaper 545 N.W. 7th Terrace, Fort Lauderdale, Florida 33311 Office: (954) 525-1489 Fax: (954) 525-1861

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