Fiscal responsibility is fine, but you have to draw the line somewhere. Luckily for all of us, Harry Reid is standing up against the Scroogelike Republicans who are trying to kill… a cowboy poetry festival?
As Guy Benson at Townhall.com puts it, “If Democrats are unwilling to abide belt-tightening on federal subsidies for regional cowboy poetry festivals, that tells you everything you need to know about their seriousness on spending.”
This is, of course, wrong. Allow me to explain:
The wind through the sagebrush
As night is descendin’
Can’t be put into words
Without government spendin’
The jingle of spurs
And the creak of old leather
Without your tax dollars
They’ll be gone forever
A saddle, a rope
Stetson cocked at a slant
One man rides alone
With his government grant
He’s tough and he’s rugged
Never needing assistance
Now you evil teabaggers
Want to end his existence
Let you varmints remember
That old cowboy creed:
“From each per his ability
And to each per his need”
So don’t tighten those purse-strings
As you ‘baggers are prone
‘Cause without your tax money
He can’t ride alone
P.S. Dagnabbit! I reckon Mark Steyn beat me by 24 hours.