“Ladies and gentlemen of the Committee, I’m just a cavewoman. I fell on some ice and was later thawed out by some of your scientists. Your world frightens and confuses me! Sometimes when I fly to Europe on the Concorde, I wonder, am I inside some sort of giant bird? Am I going to be digested? I don’t know, because I’m a cavewoman, and that’s the way I think!
“When I’m courtside at a Knicks game, I wonder if the ball is some sort of food they’re fighting over. When I see my image on the security camera at the country club, I wonder, are they stealing my soul? I get so upset, I hop out of my Range Rover, and run across the fairway to to the clubhouse, where I get Carlos to make me one of those appletinis he’s so famous for, to soothe my primitive cavewoman brain.
“But whatever world you’re from, I do know one thing: forcing the Jesuits to provide rubbers and Morning-After Pills to easy Elementary Education coeds isn’t just legal — it’s good medicine and good politics. And, for that reason, I ask that you find this requirement… Constitutional. Thank you.”
It’s a good thing you’ve got high-powered connections to keep you in The 1%, Madame Secretary, because based on your raw qualifications, you’d be declared too incompetent to wipe your own … nose.
I, Kathleen Sibelius, do solemnly swear that I will support and defend the Constitution of the United States against all enemies, foreign and domestic; that I will bear true faith and allegiance to the same; that I take this obligation freely, without any mental reservation or purpose of evasion; and that I will well and faithfully discharge the duties of the office on which I am about to enter; so help me God.
April 27, 2012:
“Congressman, I’m not a lawyer and I don’t pretend to understand the nuances of the Constitutional balancing tests… I’m not going to wade into Constitutional law…”
“No, really, Congressman — I talked to like bunches of lawyers and they all said it was okay!”
she doesn’t come across as being very knowledgeable about the issue I don’t think
Nobody in that room was happier than Klueless Kathy when the chair said, “The gentleman’s time has expired.”
(Requiescat in pace, Phil.)
The “Honorable” Kathleen Sibelius.
You keep using that word. I do not think it means what you think it means. {/Inigo}
It’s a good thing you’ve got high-powered connections to keep you in The 1%, Madame Secretary, because based on your raw qualifications, you’d be declared too incompetent to wipe your own … nose.
May 1st, 2009:
April 27, 2012:
“No, really, Congressman — I talked to like bunches of lawyers and they all said it was okay!”
Why aren’t all our congresscritters this bright?
Well placed Mr Gowdy,
Well Placed!!!
I say we all claim to be Christian Scientists and have a religious objection to insurance mandates.
Check Mate Biotches!
I just love a good cross-examination. Nothing like leaving a witness in a puddle of flop sweat.