Virgie Bell's View: Maybe rose-colored glasses?

I had to laugh at one of the comments concerning my post yesterday. Seems I ruffled someone's feathers a bit and got told off in Ebonics. I’ve never been told off in this language before, but I could make it out somewhat. The editor of this blog will of course delete it as your wording is offensive and we try to keep cleaned up for public viewing.

In regard to my feelings about the President, I will admit that I do try to keep a positive spin on my thoughts. It is really not hard when you judge his actions in comparison with the other knuckle heads in the nation’s capital. They promise anything and do nothing. The majority in the Congress and Senate would be the funniest thing to ever hit my TV screen if Prissy did not embarrass me. I find myself scrunching down in my chair at each of her statements. Her aim for posterity has got to be the most ignorant that I have ever heard. Yesterday blink-blink-gush-gush was explaining what she (Pelosi) and good old Harry Reid are going to do for us voters. "We have many arrows in our quiver ... and we're sharpening them." blink blink.

Madam Speaker, please ditch the contact lenses. They are absolutely the most diverting thing about your image. I realize that your real face is so filled with Botox that it is impossible for you to have a normal expression left. Maybe it is your intent for the blinking to show that you really are alive. Whatever your reason for the contact lenses, I will assure you that the attempt on your part to look scholarly would be appreciated. I for one have nothing at all against a woman who wishes to convey the air of dignity and confidence when she holds an important position. I realize the short skirts may be an attempt to hide the massive failure of the bosom job you fell victim to. We have to give up the attempt to be young and sexy when we reach a certain age. I myself, sex siren that I was, finally realized that at a certain point in life, it just becomes comical. You hold the power position by right of default anyway. I understand that you come from a politically powerful family. The daughter of a mayor. OK ... what else? Five children in six years would explain the bosom job. It could explain also the reason for the contacts lenses that are ruining your ability for us to take you seriously. I really do try to take you seriously, but I could do so much better if you looked just a little bit more human and sounded just a little more reasonable. So far all that I can attribute to you is that you are more of a man than Harry Reid, and that's sad.

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