Hillary–Still Looking for That Lost Plane…That Lost Presidency…That Lost Husband…
Nobody Cares
What’s wrong with me? Here we are in the middle of the worst economic depression since the LAST one, the only difference being we now have credit cards to pile up our debt— gas prices are going up, food prices are going up, people have even stopped looking for work, we have a radical Marxist in the White House with dreams of a communist utopia, N. Korea wants to attack us, China wants to buy us, Russia wants to destroy us, and the whole middle East wants us taken down to Allah’s basement…and what is Hillary Clinton, our Secretary of State concerned about?
Finding out where Amelia’s Earhart’s plane crashed.
Why, that is of the utmost importance…far beyond any kind of national security. On Hillary Clinton’s mind, her childhood hero needs to be found. Hillary is running out of hero’s. Obama reincarnated his own image with Lincoln, FDR, Martin Luther King, Mandela, Mohammed, Mao, and Jesus just to name a few. But poor Hillary…not many liberal women there to pick from. 
Hillary couldn’t muster herself to honor Margaret Thatcher or Mother Teresa, so she HAS to bring back Amelia Earhart….that lesbian looking woman who manage to crash her own plane.
And once again…why should I care? Is this all about getting women to CARE again about the Democratic party? Or is this just Hillary, the woman who, unlike most of the rest of us, never got over the sixties and fighting for women’s rights, and the fact that her own party choose Obama over her.
Hillary is still mad she didn’t get to be President as promised. Sure, we all like Amelia, but really, must you make a big deal out of finding a dead someone, —by trying to find her makeup mirror?
Did Amelia even WEAR makeup?
Like I said…do we care? Don’t we have more important things to worry about?
About
I am a nobody. If the different classes of America were color-coded, I would be in the yucky brown, one rung up from the bottom. I grew up in Naples, Florida and live near the Mississippi River now with my husband and two dogs. I am part of the slowly disappearing middle-class. I was a musician most of my life: drummer/singer/keyboards—but I retired before the plastic surgery flu hit. I have no degrees, which could be a good thing…depending on how you view our educational system. I do have three patents…but that really doesn’t make me a somebody. The one thing that is constant in my life is my OPINIONS, which i have more than perhaps even Carl Sagan could have imagined…mostly political. (yes…my ancestors were crabby buggers)
Hopefully other nobody’s will put their opinions on my site. But, if you happen to be a somebody, you’re more than welcomed to help out.
It’s my Nobody Opinion that Nobody’s Perfect, and Nobody Cares, that Nobody Knows why Nobody Wins, and when that happens, Nobody Wonders, why Nobody Flashes, why Nobody’s Fooled, but then Nobody remembers that Nobody ALWAYS Reports the truth.
You can email me at joyanna_adams@yahoo.com
Joyanna Adams
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