Tag Archives: Maine politics

Apr 24 2013

Sucker Punch

The Maine people were lulled to sleep and then awakened to a startling barrage of attacks, which now has proven to be a distraction.  We the people of Maine watched the Democrats in Augusta with perplexed looks of consternation.  We scratched our heads in confusion as they passed bills on beer, tanning and sent bills to ban flea collars to committee.  It seemed for a while that Justin Alfond was content with political tiddly winks and spinning his fiscal wheels deeper in to ruin.

Then tragedy, horror at the Boston Marathon, a crisis to be exploited and suddenly we as Maine residents were awakened from our Alfond induced stupor to the heavy artillery of Democrats, a bevy of legislative bills to limit and rescind our 2nd amendment rights. Bi-partisan uproar has ensued, with Republican and Democrat voters up in arms over this assault.  But was this the true intent of the Democrat Party?

While Maine voters have been busily defending the 2nd Amendment, Maine Democrats have introduced tax increases that are across the board, and especially hurtful to the middle class.  Yes, it is a collective sucker punch into the gut of a Maine economy that was struggling to recover and now has hit a stall, threatening a free fall.

To further compound the impending fiscal doom, the Alfond Democrats have enacted LD 405, which will increase motor vehicle registration costs by 50 to 67% costing Maine taxpayers an additional 3 million dollars every year.  Obviously Justin Alfond and his merry band of “Demotaxers” feel that you have too much extra cash lying around and they want it, to stimulate their economies by devastating yours.

Perhaps it is time to ask Maine Democrats what they have against the residents of Maine?  How can an economy grow if it has less and less private capital to invest in it? When did the security of political interests start to supersede the security of people they purport to represent?

Governor Lepage will now have to draw a line in the sand in order to protect the interests of Maine people.  And Maine people should line up in support of him now and then at voting booth.

Apr 15 2013

Why Can’t We Collar The Debt?

 

 

They are calling it “HatchetGate”.  No, it’s not the latest Stephen King horror flick.  It’s the latest assault on the Governor by the Democrats and their media allies.  Three newspapers, Lewiston Sun, Bangor Daily News and Maine Today Media, launched simultaneous attack pieces on the Governor based on nothing more than the gossip of disgruntled government employees; there are a lot of those.  The Democrat Attorney General, Janet Mills, has jumped in to the tantrums to launch a tax-funded inquiry into the hearsay and rants of those, who have the pouts against “The Blaine House Bully”.

So what makes these government employees feel so “bullied”?  The Party, whose symbol is an ass, wants Maine citizen’s to feel shock and outrage that the Governor is demanding accountability from State employees for their performance and ethics…cue sound of crickets.  They only shock Maine residents are feeling is one of the more pleasant varieties, to hear that accountability is actually being demanded for a change in Augusta.

But at least Democrats are showing some initiative.  They are trying to get their legislative feet underneath them.  But so far the Dems seem more suited for a bill for beer drinking on St. Patty’s Day (ah, the Celts were in full throat heralding the feat), a bill to take the Governor’s pension (to which the “Bully” said, “Bully, bring it on”, pay the debt), a bill to take the Governor’s mansion (Wow, I didn’t know it was theirs to take…) and a bill to regulate your daughter’s tanning habits (hmmm, not sure that’s any of their business either).  Lets review to date, the Democrats want to facilitate beer drinking, take some money away from a guy they don’t like, kick him out on the street and, oh, take over raising your children just for good measure.  And who is the bully now?

Realizing the legislative session is near at end; our blue clad politicians from Augusta have decided to round out their accomplishments for the year with 22 bills against the 2nd Amendment and one bill to ban flea collars.  Flea Collars??!!  Didn’t you know?  Why, the markets are infested with them!  Hear the shrieks and cries of terror?  We didn’t know?  Why weren’t we warned?  Eh, gads, grab your children, make for the bunkers and hide there until the brave men in the HazMat suits arrive.

Yes, if Democrats have their way, flea collars will be banned from use by the lowly unwashed.  They can only be purchased from and affixed to your trembling domesticated creature by a veterinarian, who is certified flea collar safe.  I am sure the obligatory Agency of Flea Collar Safety and Education (AFCSE) is only a matter of time.  Perhaps if you can complete the 30-hour course and pay the exorbitant fee, you too could be a Certified Flea Collar Technician (CFCT).

But, what of the hospital debt?  Why can’t we get a collar on that little nagging issue, the one Justin Alfond said just ignore?  While the Alfond Democrats and their merry band of media scribes continue to paint the Governor a bully, the hospitals of this great State struggle to function beneath the weight of Democrat mandated debt.  The collar these liberals seem bent on applying is the one around our necks with a ball and chain attached.  One consolation for the Bully of the Blaine House, if the nagging and whining gets too loud, he can always wave a flea collar.  They’ll all dive for cover.

Apr 4 2013

King Of The Mountain

 

 

It’s a mantra of sorts for some.  It can be seen splashed across the backs of vehicles in the form of bumper stickers.  Groups have formed across the Internet using the phrase as their rallying cry.  The statement is “Not In Anybody’s Backyard”.

The premise of that statement should give any lover of liberty pause.  It assumes that if one body feels their beliefs and opinions are of the utmost importance, than anybody’s opinions should succumb and adhere to the mantra that the body with the loudest voice trumpets. It’s the essence of anarchy, the ruthless struggle of the strongman beating his way to the top of the heap to claim, for the moment, to be King of the Mountain. For a time, he has the opportunity to demand that anybody must embrace the belief system that his body is preaching.

Label me an old fashioned fool if you will, but I am not willing to surrender the jurisdiction of my backyard to any mantra, emotion or activism.  There is no cause so grand that makes my privacy expendable nor should my belief in private property capitulate to the so-called greater good.  Do we so easily lose sight of the consequences of our actions?

We are all creatures of passion, driven at varying degrees by the emotions attached to the things we hold dear.  But when the passion has dissipated, what is the residue of our actions?  What were we willing to sacrifice to gain the prize that fired our soul during the heat of the conflict?

Our Founding Fathers valued a man’s private life, his backyard.  They detested the idea that one man could encroach upon another’s privacy just because he deemed it necessary, a means to an end.  They objected in strong terms to the never-ending cycle of the toppling and resurrecting of strong men, its damage upon the people.

Are we so willing to forfeit the rights to our own land and, for our neighbor, his land, our backyards, to fulfill a vendetta we deem worthy?  Does your backyard belong to anybody or does it belong to you?  Which body should tell anybody what to do?  My backyard is my backyard and I have no interest in allowing the opinions of others, of any stripe, supplant my authority, my rights, on my land.

From the moment we are willing to trade our freedoms and individuality for an emotion and passion, we have begun the slide toward the totalitarian concept where the strongest and loudest dictate the beliefs of others.  Where then, will the freedoms we hold so dear be found?  Quite frankly, not in anybody’s backyard.

Mar 27 2013

There’s Reality, Then There’s Democrats

 

 

Democrats have passed their first budget in four years and they’re positively giddy about it.  The celebratory swoon in Washington may have contributed to the collective swelling of the cranial area in the Democrat Party, for they often find so great pride in accomplishing what many Americans consider every day necessary tasks.  For this reason, thinking caps have been relegated to the dustbins of history in the District of Columbia because, well, they just don’t fit anyone there any more.

Then on to the shimmering horizon comes our President.  He assures the Israelis that he can empathize with their struggles with the Palestinians because we, here in the United States, have struggles with our neighbor to the north, Canada…ummm Canada?…what the….whaa…wow!!  From what nether did he pluck that? Maine is a few hours from the Canadian border and we aren’t ducking any rockets here.  The U.S./Canadian border is the most peaceful border in the world, and that’s even taking into account those crazy truck drivers from Quebec.  To equate the relationship between the United States and Canada to the terror inflicted by Palestine on Israel is sheer lunacy.

Ah, but now we come home to our very own Alfond Democrats, who have taught us new and creative ways to pay debts.  Just don’t do it!  Ignore it!  Move on to bigger and…and….bigger government!

And while they are ignoring the debt, they sure are focused on the Governor, fixated.  They’ve proposed bills to take away his pension, just his, not theirs.   The latest Democrat homage to their feelings for the Governor is a bill to sell The Blaine House.  They want to put the Governor out on the street!  That’s not very nice…oh, and the hospitals still would like to get paid, if you could fit that in somewhere in between selling the Governor’s luggage and kidnapping Baxter to hold for ransom.

The Alfond Democrats have passed some bills.  They made it easier to buy beer on St. Patrick’s Day.  Just recently, they passed a bill to ban minors from tanning beds.  Now, if only they were as concerned about the hospital debt as they are about beer and your daughter’s tan lines.