Rick Perry to Bring His Anti-Social Security Message to Orange County's GOP Social Security Recipients
But worry not, mortgaged-to-the-hilt tea-baggy types: sandwiched between those campaign money suck-up sessions is an "old fashioned meet and greet" with Orange County's unwashed GOP voters.
Ch-ch-ch-check it out, straight from OCGOP.org:
Lotsa demands, sure, but Perry's hotter than the hothouses at Roger's Gardens in Corona del Mar. That's where he's scheduled to show after the 7:30 a.m. invite-only breakfast with the snotheads in San Diego and before the private nooner with Nouveau Riche types at the Island Hotel, Fashion Island.
After that it's off to more V.I.P. meet-and-fill-my-money-sack gatherings in La-La Land, Bakersfield and Silicon Valley, so the CdM appearance is the only real chance to see Ricky Poo during this SoCal swing--unless you've got an invite and second mortgage to hand him.
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Funny thing about that . . . well, two funny things:
1) Didn't this nation already try a shitty student-turned-Texas Gov. in the Oval Office? No WMDs? Heckuva job, Brownie? Started with large reserves and left with larger deficits? Hmmm, must've imagined it.
B) This piece from our Village Voice Media brethren at the Dallas Observer.
Perry apparently skipped the memo from his communications director Ray Sullivan, who told the Wall Street Journal his candidate has tempered his views on Social Security since Fed Up was published. Because as any campaign official worth his late-night backrub knows, Social Security recipients are the folks who end up electing U.S. presidents. But after the Journal piece came out, the Observer, uh, observed Perry saying this on the campaign trial in Iowa Saturday:
"It is a Ponzi scheme for these young people. The idea that they're working and paying into Social Security today, that the current program is going to be there for them, is a lie," Mr. Perry told the crowd . He added during a later stop in Des Moines, "I haven't backed off anything in my book. So read the book again and get it right."
Damn, RP, readin's hard. So is debatin', especially when you hand someone whose name sounds something like Spit Wommnee the ammo he needs to tame the Texas Tornado at Gipper's Shack.