Waaaaay back in the day, Moses told Pharaoh the contents of the cans of whoop-ass that would be opened if he did not free his slaves. Pharaoh said to himself “Awwww, he doesn’t really mean it”, and Egypt’s ass got well and truly whooped upon. Can after can, until Pharaoh showed his belly and let em’ go.

In the early decades of the last century, a disgruntled political prisoner wrote Mein Kampf, announcing his agenda and intentions for after he got out on parole. The parole board said to themselves, “Awwww, he doesn’t really mean it”, and nearly half the planet’s asses got well and truly whooped upon.

After Watergate, an influential conservative wrote the Powell Memo, detailing how Righties would whoop the asses of the Lefties. The Lefties said to themselves, “Awwww, he doesn’t really mean it”, and the Left’s collective (pun intended) ass got well and truly whooped upon.

Flash forward to the present day: Romney and Obama are the both of them a-runnin’ to be the Prexy. Both of them are telling us what they will do if they get into the Oval Office, so maybe we had all best learn from history and listen this time around.  Short form: Romney will kiss the institutions and whoop ass on the individuals, and Obama will kiss the individuals and whoop ass on the institutions.  (They have each said as much about their agendas on more than one occasion, albeit not in this writer’s blunt and cranky phraseology.) Listen to both of these  yahoos, and vote for the vision you prefer come November.

Just don’t, PLEASE, for the love of God, say to yourself “Awwww, he doesn’t really mean it”. Not unless you have one helluva cushion for your ass.

Mr. B & C