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The Congressional Crack Team

What the hell?! For months and months Congress has been interrogating professional baseball players on illegal drug use in the sport. Perhaps Congress is unaware that their current President of the United States has done illegal drugs?? And I suppose they are further uninformed that the previous President of this great country also dabbled in street drugs. Even the people running for the job of President have done drugs. It's practically in the contract that you must have, at some point, done drugs to be the President of the USA. Yet Congress is parading professional ball players - people who are, essentially, entertainers - through the United States Congress DEMANDING answers.

Is there anyone out there who really gives a shit?? Besides, at least the baseball players were using drugs to beef up and to be better at their game. Our Presidents were just getting HIGH. Now keep in mind, I'm not judging anyone for drug use. I'm judging Congress to be a bunch of no-talent ass clowns for wasting my tax dollars on something so irrelevant to the running of our government. Is this even in their job description? I would think drug abuse would fall under the police or the DEA. The next thing you know they are going to haul Miley Cirus before them for the Hannah Montanah Congressional Hearings because they heard she used a body double in her concert. I'm sure they'll get right to the bottom of that national crisis, too. Jackasses.

Why don't you go visit Humor-Blogs. If they have hearings, well, I've never heard about them.

Comments

Memarie Lane said…
I'm so glad someone else out there feels this way. Who gives a flying shit about drugs in sports? I checked Fox News online yesterday and there was a HUGE headline about it as if it was the most important thing ever to happen on the planet, and NO ONE CARES.
Anonymous said…
I for one would like to see Roger Clemens go down swinging, if you'll forgive the phrase as he's technically a pitcher...and only because he's a humorless, dour and thoroughly unpleasant guy and worse---a terrible liar! No sense of style or panache...if you're going to bald-faced lie, it should be with a certain flair...ah well, perhaps I expect too much from a lunkhead baseball player...
Bex said…
Marie,

I KNOW! I wonder how much money this stupid "quest" has cost us. Morons.

Hi, Shark Guy! I guess I found someone who DOES care about this. I suppose there had to be at least one of you out there!! Glad you cruised by the blog...

Bex
Anonymous said…
bex, i do equate using steriods with cheating at sports, and worthy of being punished. but a congressional hearing?!

i'll tell you what really pisses me off. my gummit wasting my tax dollars on this shit!
Bex said…
Hiya, Leigh. I know it is kind of cheating. But I think it's a gray line. Athletes can take their vitamins, work out, etc and that's all fair...some of the steroids these guys took (I think) might have even been legal when they were consumed. So that's cheating?

I guess I find the whole thing confusing. Doctors can inject cortisone into an injured athlete which would allow him or her to get back in the game, yet cortisone is a steroid, right? I would think if steroids were such a big no-no then they wouldn't be allowed to use them at all. The athletes would just have to heal the good old fashioned way.



I think it's just ridiculous that Congress is investigating it. We have so many other things they could be trying to fix. I think they just wanted to meet some famous ball players and this is the only way they could hang out with one. Ugh. Politicians make my ass twitch (not in a good way).
robkroese said…
I suggest we go the All Drug Olympics route.
Mom said…
It is so funny that you blogged about this. My husband and I were talking about this very thing on our drive to the mountains to ski. I asked him why he thought that congress had the right to go on a witch hunt when we are in a WAR and we are on the verge or are in a recession.
Bex said…
Diesel, All Drugs, All the Time would make for an interesting Olympics. That's a funny SNL clip. Did you see the one about the lower back tattoo? It's hilarious...

Steph, so you've been skiing, eh? NICE! Are you a good skier? I enjoy the ski lifestyle (beautiful lodges with a full service spa, hot tubs, bars with handsome bartenders, etc.) but I'm not a great skier. In fact, I don't like to ski any faster than I can run. Which is not very fast.

Politicians suck. All of them. Lefties, Righties...it doesn't matter. I am SO tired of trying to pick a candidate out of all of these clowns. You just have to look for the person least likely to f*ck stuff up. Sigh.
Brent Diggs said…
I'm very interested in the presidential pharmaceuticals. DO they take leadership enhancing drugs?

If so, I think they should increase their prescription.

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