Politics, the oldest profession and some old jokes

My two favorite "professional" jokes (you were warned they were oldies):


A man is sitting in a bar when a beautiful woman walks up and whispers in his ear, "I'll do anything you want for a hundred bucks."

He puts his drink down and digs some bills from his pockets. He pulls two fives, a ten and four twenties from the crumbled wad and thrusts the cash into the woman's hand and says, "Here. Go paint my house."

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A famous man at a charity banquet asks the beautiful young woman next to him, “Assuming that you would likely give the money to charity, would you sleep with me for half a million dollars?”


After some thought she says, “Yes.”


“And would you for one hundred dollars?”


“Of course not! What sort of woman do you think I am?!”


“I think we've already determined that. Now we’re just haggling about price.

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The American Dream

On a more serious note, until we can severely limit and rigidly control "donations" and other money exchanges in our elective political system, we will never have an actual democracy. I grant that the U.S. Constitution may allow the present abuses; that doesn't mean that it frames a pristine democratic process. Far, far from it. We delude ourselves in thinking otherwise.

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Infringed benefits

The Second Amendment to the Constitution of the United States of America:

A well regulated Militia, being necessary to the security of a free State, the right of the people to keep and bear Arms, shall not be infringed.

It seems to me that, with all the citizens who keep and bear arms, we ought to be enjoying much more security under the protection of an exponentially enlarged and very well-regulated militia. For some reason, however, most of the radical right-to-keep-and-bear-arms Americans out there make me feel considerably less secure.
Go figure.

Maybe we all just need bigger guns!

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