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Political Conversations

With the Presidential election just around the corner, political conversations are becoming a hot dinnertime topic.

The following conversation took place recently when Brother, Mom and I sat down to dinner. I won't tell you who belongs to each party, I'll let the conversation speak for itself.

Ind: "Ha! I was busting your buddies' chops the other day about Romney's speech at the RNC. They were like all happy and thrilled to have such a strong candidate."

Reb: "They're right. Romney and Ryan are gonna put this country back on track for us freedom-loving Americans and repeal Obamacare."

Dem: "I would have thought, heaven forbid, that you of all people would want to keep it. You got about every preexisting condition there is and even some that haven't been invented yet."

Ind: "That's true."

Reb: "Well, somebody needs to stand up and make these people start paying for some of these government programs. It's going to cost 44 quadrillion dollars, that's almost a googol, before we're debt free."

Ind: "Google? Google is named after a number?"

Dem: "I don't know, but a googol is a number with a 100 zeros behind it."

Ind: "Oh. It's not going to cost that much. Well, if you're so worried about the cost, what about the cost of the wars that we are fighting on two fronts? Isn't that costing a billion dollars a month? How are we paying for that?"

Dem: "Yeah, how are we paying for that?"

Rep: "I don't know but I think they just keep printing more money to cover the cost of it. Besides, I didn't think we were still at war; they never talk about it on the news."

Ind: "You're probably right."

Dem: "I know that's true. It's probably not going to affect me too much."

Rep: "That's what you think. You're going to be getting a big increase in your social security payment if the Republicans get elected."

Dem: "Oh, goody!"

Ind: "Nice."

Rep: "I wouldn't get too excited about it. The price of your Medicare Plan B is going to go up again."

Dem: "Oh, crap! I hope they don't go messing with my prescription drugs. I'm still trying to figure out the last program change. I guess I'm gonna have to go back to work. I sure could use one of those checks that Bush got for us a few years back."

Rep: "Yeah, one of those checks would be nice right now. But all Obama wants to do is make government bigger. It's Socialism, plain and simple."

Ind: "I could do with one of those checks too. What's wrong with Socialism?"

Rep: "Well, how about a tax rate of 50% for starters?"

Dem: "Wow, that much?"

Rep: "YES, that much!"

Ind: "I don't know. I don't think that would affect us too much."

Dem & Rep: "Why?"

Ind: "Well, we're all still unemployed anyway. What's 50% of nothing?"

Dem & Rep: "True."

Ind: "And furthermore, it doesn't matter what the cost is, because, according to the Mayans, the world is ending in a few months, anyway."

Rep: "You're wacko."

Dem: "I think your brother is right. You spend way too much time on that computer..."
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