America’s Comeback Team in Nevada
Wow, check out the REALLY bad photoshop job Romney’s team did to make it look like there were more people there. Lots of people/objects appearing twice, obvious jumps where part of the image was copied and slid over, places where the ground suddenly shifts to a new location, a pole that vanishes into thin air, etc.
I guess I shouldn’t be surprised…most of Romney’s lies are just as blatant. Yet people still believe them no matter how much evidence is presented to them.
If you think I altered the image at the top of this post, click through to the source and see it on Romney’s own tumblr page. The only editing I’ll do is below, adding arrows and circling just SOME of the inconsistencies. There are lots more, but I’d be circling them all night if I pointed them all out.
If Romney can’t even be honest in his photographs, how do you expect him to level with you when it comes to the issues? We need a Commander in Chief, not a Desperate Liar in Chief.
They just sort of copied and pasted the same image on top of itself, and erased edges with 0% hardness.
It’s literally the same image twice.
Hell the banner even reads “ROMNMNEY”. Look at it!
This is why I can’t vote for the guy. His campaign, his political background are nothing more than a parade of LIES. That means if he gets into the oval office, I don’t know what sort of person he’ll be.
This is a guy who, back in the 90’s, said abortion was perfectly fine and an important step for women’s rights. That same guy now says it should be made a crime.
This is a guy who’s been known to bankrupt businesses and sell the labor to China for profit. That same guy says our current Commander in Chief knows nothing about business and that he can correct our deficit and save the middle class.
This is a guy who says he loves Big Bird, but wants to cut PBS funding. This is a guy who wants peace and safety, but wants more weapons and troops in Iraq and Iran.
He’s not saying what he means. He’s saying what he thinks people need to hear to want to vote for him. He’s not trying to help anyone. He’s just trying to get the position of power.
And that fucking scares me.
Romney said the phrase (“binders full of women”) while answering a question that first went to President Barack Obama about inequalities in the workplace and fair pay for women. Obama answered the question by focusing on the Lilly Ledbetter Fair Pay Act of 2009, which he signed into law.
Romney took a different route in answering the question. He talked about his time as Massachusetts governor and how he wanted to hire some women – and not all men – for his cabinet.
“And – and so we – we took a concerted effort to go out and find women who had backgrounds that could be qualified to become members of our cabinet. I went to a number of women’s groups and said, ‘Can you help us find folks,’ and they brought us whole binders full of women.”
Romney needed help finding women for posts. There were no women in at the top of the all-male Bain Capital. “Binders Full Of Women” was certainly an awkward phrase to say and it failed to even work as an answer to the question. Instead, it reminded people of a time when women wore girdles or women in China bound their feet as status symbol that allowed them to marry into money. For some, it sounded like a great idea for a Halloween costume.
And like Big Bird, it became an instant meme.
Romney then went a bit patriarchal, reminding me of the Dabney Coleman character in the 1980s movie, “9 to 5.”
“Now one of the reasons I was able to get so many good women to be part of that team was because of our recruiting effort. But number two, because I recognized that if you’re going to have women in the workforce that sometimes you need to be more flexible. My chief of staff, for instance, had two kids that were still in school.”
He continued, saying that his chief of staff couldn’t work late because she had to be home “making dinner” and “being with them when they get home from school.”
Romney said, “Let’s have a flexible schedule so you can have hours that work for you.”
Do fathers not have to get home and cook dinner? Do they not want to be there for their children when school is out? After all, there are such things as single dads who balance children and work. Mitt Romney has obviously been watching too many episodes of “Leave It To Beaver” on TV Land on the campaign trail. The days of Donna Reed are long over, Mr. Romney.
All across the country, weeklong camps inspired by Glenn Beck, the Tea Party, and crazy love for our Founding Fathers are giving kids a crash course in American history. For the most part, it’s harmless summer fun: dodgeball, tug-of-war. You know, camp. But that’s not all they learn. Lauren Bans visited the very first Patriot Camp, in central Pennsylvania, and got a re-education she’ll never forget:
If I’m being completely honest, I have to admit I wasn’t sold on the idea that this would be a politically neutral history camp. In fact, I envisioned a kind of “Take back our country from the black guy” ethos permeating the place, the same attitude that dotted the 9/12 March on Washington, a movement that likewise billed itself as nonpartisan. This is partly because of Beck’s financial hand, but also because the first time I ever saw Miss Deb was in a 2011 clip from Beck’s show on Fox News, which she had posted on the Patriot Camp website.
In the clip, Miss Deb is sitting in the studio audience, alongside two other Pennsylvania moms, explaining the inspiration behind their camp. The inspiration, it turns out, was Glenn Beck. “One day,” she begins, “we heard you talk on your radio about Obama organizations doing summer camps, and we thought, ‘No, we need to do our own!’” She goes on to describe how she and the other moms searched wide and far but couldn’t find any decent American Revolution curriculums, how they were so excited by Beck’s “Founders’ Fridays”—a recurring segment on his show—that they decided to write one themselves. When she finishes, Beck adds: “And I started the fund-raiser for this, right? My wife and I wrote a check.”
The Becks gave a “generous donation,” according to Yvonne Donnelly, Beck’s ex-sister-in-law and founder of Constitutional Champions, the umbrella nonprofit that propelled the moms’ Patriot Camp idea nationwide. Donnelly was in the studio that day, too, nodding as Beck described his contribution. (Soon after this episode aired, Beck was criticized for a remark he made on-air about the massacre in Norway, when a right-wing terrorist killed sixty-nine people at a camp for leftist teens: “It sounds a little like, you know, the Hitler Youth or whatever. Who does a camp for kids that’s all about politics? Disturbing.”)
“M-Mitt!” Rick stuttered, “This is wrong… and we both have wives.” A soft blush spread across Rick’s face. Mitt’s hand gently caressed Rick’s cheek. They stared deeply into each other’s eyes.
“Rick, no one will know of our secret love.” Mitt and Rick shyly looked away from each other. Tears welled up in both of their eyes. Their hearts raced. Mitt wrapped his arms around Rick to pull him close. Rick’s arms were caught between their bodies in an attempt to tell Mitt that he wasn’t ready for his passionate embrace. Skillfully, Mitt directed Rick’s arms to his side. “Trust me.” Mitt said, bottom lip slightly quivering with the wild thoughts of what he was about to do next. His eyes searched the depths of Rick’s for an answer.
“For so many years I have repressed all these desires, attempted to erase that sin against God and here I am with you, doing what I promised God I would not. I am doing something that… I swore that I would never go back to.”
“Go back to?” Mitt asked, puzzled by Rick’s confession. He could tell that he was very hurt by his past. They both were in a way.
“W-when I was very young… my father caught me with the neighbor boy… we were just touching each other’s and- Well he unleashed his fury on me that day and I swore- I thought I… I could run from the feelings, the dark sin that lurked with in me. I thanked God every day and prayed he would help me through this…”
“Oh Rick!” Mitt hugged Rick tightly and Rick hugged back, relishing in the scent of the other male’s rich cologne. He pulled away from him a bit to look at him. “Rick, we all have fathers who prevent us from doing things we need to do.” Mitt gave a sideward smile before continuing. “But Rick? You know what? You are just the right height.”
With that, Mitt leaned in, Rick took a step back only to realize that his back was now against the wall of Mitt’s hotel suite. Mitt’s lips touched Rick’s softly at first but soon their tongues joined in a dance that seemed to engage their entire bodies. Everything just felt right.