The Sequester: Sturm Und Drang and Fecal Fertilizer

    I hate to admit that I work for our pathetic, whiny, pussified excuse for a Federal Government. I am a Civil Servant, but I promise not to whine about how much I’ve had to pay for tampons over the looming Sequestration !CRISIS! You see, Sequestration stands poised to invade our galaxy. Run for the Hills! Flee, you fool. DOOM is at hand. The bloodied Sword of Damocles hangs tenuously above the callow heads of our fair and innocent citizens. As Bill Paxton’s PTSD’d Space Marine put it in Aliens: “GAME OVER, MAN! GAME OVER!”(NSFW – language)*

    Just how bad and how vile is the carnage? What could lay low the American Nation and strew the flotsam and jetsam of a lifetime’s worth memories across the fruited plains? We quiver like pillars of gelatin before a reduction of outlays totaling $44Bn out of $3,553Bn. Yep. We’re reducing the current year budget by less than 2%. $44Bn out of $3,553Bn roughly approaches a budgetary number equal to the left-hand limit of chicken-(expletive)! That’s how pathetically little this sequestration really cuts.

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