As a parent of a deployed Iraqi Freedom soldier, this blog is dedicated to ousting
Congressman John Murtha from Pennsylvania's 12th Congressional District.
Like Benedict Arnold, who was a soldier during the revolutionary war,
Congressman Murtha is a traitor, giving aid and comfort to the enemy through his
irresponsible, shameless rhetoric.He no longer deserves the title of U.S. Marine.
IT IS TIME TO GET JOHN MURTHA OUT OF OFFICE
Since his announcement of surrender to third world thugs in November of 2005, Jack Murtha has been the darling of the left-wing fever swamp. Basking in the adoration of the leftist elements, Murtha felt emboldened to continue unabated his diatribes against the war, and felt so emboldened as to throw fellow Marines under the bus with impunity, as a means of burnishing his credentials with the kook left base of the democrat party. Feeling his oats, he overplayed his hand in vying for the majority leader position in the House. But even the endorsement of his partner-in-crime Nancy Pelosi couldn't cement the gig. Dejected, but prideful, Murtha continued his seditious path, accepting and advocating for nothing less than the prospect of unconditional surrender of the United States to third-world savage psychopaths, and was thus still accepted in the fringe of left-wing circles.
But there's one thing that his storied career in the House of Representatives has proven axiomatic: Nothing, but nothing gets in the way between Jack Murtha and money.
So when it came time to approve the measure signed into law by President Bush to accept the 9/11 commission recommendation that defense appropriations become above-board, Murtha politely said, "Crap!"
Of course, Murtha's long history of shady deals and earmarks, along with his recent eschewing of earmark reform suggests Murtha's decision had absolutely nothing to do with keeping defense secrets. Rather, it had everything to do with keeping his earmarks and sweetheart defense deals far from the eye of public scrutiny.
This, of course, was the last straw for the moonbat faithful, who had heretofore hitched their wagons to a self-serving gasbag ex-Marine to lead them to the promised land of a failed, subservient, land flowing with political correctness and socialism for all:
I saw the floor debate when Issa offered his amendment... and I saw Murtha accepting it without even letting Issa mention the title or substance of the amendment
but it was already after the FISA bill had passed so nothing much mattered anymore
15. There's no need to accuse Murtha - he has a well earned reputation for this.
The ONLY reason that he got on the good side of the base is because he came out against the Iraq war, which shocked people because he was such a good soldier, so to speak. But where appropriations are concerned, he never changed his spots, not one bit.
12. Blackmail to keep his earmarks under wraps. Yet another DEM WHORE? Be gone asswipe!
Murtha is the king of earmarks, many of which are probably for private firms working with the intelligence community. Alternatively, it's also possible that Chimperator has dirt on Murtha and Murtha isn't man enough to buck his blackmail attempts.
18. I can see where the opposing view would merit debate
"The opposing view," according to Aftergood, "adopted by the 9/11 Commission and endorsed by Congress last month, is that budget disclosure is an indispensable precondition to broader accountability and that it is essential to restoring the credibility of a defective classification system."
Accountability. Restored credibility. Naw. Let's just keep on with more of the same.
21. Murtha, now there's someone I trust with accountability.
Murtha doesn't want us to see the pork he's bringing home. That pork is not going for things such as roads and hospitals, but to his defense contractor buddies.
Never let it be said, Mr. Murtha, that I am an uncaring, unfeeling lout.
I know that your now-severed relationship with the moonbat faithful must be very difficult for you.
So as a token of compassion, I leave you with this:
And just remember, as you wax poetic of the bygone days when you were the darling of the fever swamp left, though you will never again have the moonbat faithful groveling at your feet,