The Daily Mail Online reports 2 million people marched on Washington DC on Saturday, September 12th, to protest President Obama’s radical left wing health care plan, and even if the number were only half that it would still be the largest tea party ever assembled. Tea Parties are an honest expression of the feelings of real people, working people, people with families who have seen the cynical way in which the Political Class disdains everything they stand for, how the Political Class thinks paying taxes are for the little people. The Tea Party people see trillions and trillions in debt stretching far into the future, they see a President who surrounds himself with haters like Bill Ayers, Van Jones and The Reverend Wright, a president who seems intent on turning the country into a socialist paradise that no one voted for, a government of radical left wing czars led by a radical left wing President. The question is, how long before the Tea Parties turn into a legitimate tax revolt? How long before the Tea Parties turn into a legitimate third political party? We already have the name: the Tea Party. And if a viable third party emerges, who will control it? “A Tea Party!” Alice cried. “How lovely!” We know who the mad haters are, but who’s the mad hatter?
A trillion here, a trillion there
A lot, but then who’s counting
But there are those of us who care
With indignation mounting
A Tea Party is what we need
To show the folks in power
That trillions aren’t chicken feed
And we aint gonna cower
In face of rampant spending debt
With next to come inflation
You run the place and that we get
But you are not the nation
We’re sick of all the phony guys
Who smile and steal our money
Who lie and cheat with quel surprise
Wet lips just dripping honey
The Treasury Sec he pays no tax
But gets confirmed no problem
He says the IRS is lax
But he’ll fix what is hobblin’ ‘em
Committee Chair who writes the rules
A man named Charley Rangle
Says rules are just for silly fools
Ya gotta have an angle
It’s getting so a man who pays
His tax on time while smiling
Must look askance at one who says
It’s not for me, this filing
You take our dough and give it to
Your friends and your supporters
To union guys and not a few
Of bankers and reporters
You plan to break us, but of course,
By turning all to debtors
And then you’ll ride in on your horse
Accompanied by our betters
While you, our president for life
Then paint the White House duller
Because el presidente’s wife
Just doesn’t like the color
Let’s organize, take our land back
The scum there need a jailin’
And vote out every left wing hack
And vote in Sarah Palin