Not by choice, I’m watching the Republican debate. Fred Thompson answered his first question fine, he said we need to keep taxes low and get spending under control. The second question, for me had me yelling juuuuuuuust a teensy bit. Something along the lines of, “20% of new mortgages in Michigan foreclosed last year. Is it the government’s job to fix this, or is it the job of private enterprise?”
I’m sorry, I don’t see Option C, so I’ll just tell you, Miss Crazy Lady. It’s the job of the people taking out the mortgages to not take out mortgages that are more than they can handle. And I mean people need to really think about it before they sign those papers. Is this well-within our budget? Have we even done a budget? Can we afford the property taxes and insurance? Can we also afford to put aside just-in-case savings each month so that if something happens, we have a way to pay the mortgage for up to a year? If you don’t have a backup plan for paying your mortgage, don’t take it!
Ooh, how fun! Mitt Romney and Rudy Giuliani are sniping at each other! And now it’s turned into the GiuliRomni show. When does Fred talk again?
HEY! NO SLAMMING YOUR GOLF CLUB INTO THE FAIRWAY JUST BECAUSE YOU MADE A BAD SHOT! It’s more exciting to watch the golfers out the window than to watch this debate. Frank just yawned and said, “Man… I’m sleeeeepy.” I said, “Well, you’re watching a debate.” “A debate about economics.” Well, there’s your problem.
Blast from the past! My number one VP candidate, Mike Huckabee, just said something like, “We’ll get our britches beat!” I wish people still talked like that, and I’m not even joking.
Okay. We stuck with it after the first commercial break, but we are falling asleep over here.
And in case you’re wondering. Ron Paul is still koo-koo. “Our overseas empire.” Haha. How does that guy even button his shirts and zip up his pants?
Oi. We’re outta here.