Friday, July 24, 2009
SO, I drove through a driving rain to Walter Reed Army Hospital Thursday for an appointment It's just 12 miles away, but it always takes an hour to get there. And then there's 30 minutes looking for a parking space. I was riding up to my appointment, when who should step onto the elevator but Senator Frank Lautenberg. This liberal jerk from New Jersey headed the fight this week to defeat a law that would allow licensed gun owners to carry their weapons over state lines. I have always thought it absurd that I can lose my constitutional freedoms just by crossing a state border. I would probably do a lot more traveling if I didn't become defenseless just by entering another state. Anyway, I was surprised at how old and frail this guy looked. He's 85 years old. He's one of those guys who will leave the Senate horizontally. He was no doubt there to get the medical care that he and his partners in crime don't want the average American to have. He looked like he was only half aware of where he was and had a 20-something aide with him who told him every step to take. It just made me sick to see someone like this who thinks he can run my life better than I can. Of course, he didn't know that he was standing next to a radical right-winger who could have ties to terrorism. Oh, and my appointment? It's scheduled for NEXT week.