Journalists Without Shame

From The Desk of Jim O’Neill:

[W]e simply must stop believing the misinformation, propaganda, misdirection, obfuscation and outright lies that the Far-Left has spread, and is currently spreading. I’ll give you a case in point.

The White House is currently spreading the lie that the only reason that any mention of “senior counseling” is in the Obama-Care bill, is because a Republican, Senator Johnny Isakson (R-Georgia), insisted on it. This is typical left-wing misdirection.

This is what Isakson himself, had to say about it, “The White House and others are merely attempting to deflect attention from the intense negativity caused by their unpopular policies. I never consulted with the White House in this process and had no role whatsoever in the House Democrats’ bill. . . .”

And how about the “doctor” at Representative Jackson Lee’s town hall meeting. You know Lee—the Congresswoman who, at one of her town hall meetings, chatted on her cellphone while a cancer survivor tried to speak to her.

It turns out that the “doctor” who praised Obama-Care at Lee’s town hall meeting, isn’t a doctor at all. She’s merely an o-bot for the Far-Left. Perhaps you’ve seen the picture of “doctor” Maria Isabel sitting at her Obama campaign desk, under a Che Guevara flag.

The point here, is that you absolutely, positively, unequivocally, cannot trust anything that comes from the Far-Left and/or the Obama Administration. They’re liars, and they have honed their skill at it to a fine sheen.

So why, you might ask, isn’t the MSM (main stream media) up in arms about any of this (we know why the ACLU doesn’t care). The answer, of course, is that they are for the most part indoctrinated obama-ites. They media might as well be wearing invisible WWOD (What Would Obama Do) bracelets—or more to the point: What Would Obama Have Us Do.

Most of those who ply the trade these days, are pitiful excuses for “journalists.” They have destroyed what was once a respected profession. “Finally…have you no shame!”

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