There was a time when Jimmy Kimmel was funny. Twas long before the orange man parked his rear-end behind the Resolute Desk. Now, Kimmel’s show is less entertainment, more propaganda machine for “the resistance.” Where “resistance” are DNC faxes.
People have given Kimmel flak in the past for using his son as a political prop. Jim used the memo as toilet paper. Single ply. No squares spared. Because his adorable little tyke just graduated from metaphorical prop to a live, in-the-flesh set piece.
Way to exploit your kid for political gain, Jimbo. Next time hang a sign from him: “Will work for a better father.”
Jimathan is complaining about people not being able to afford healthcare for their chitlins. Maybe if every move we make and BM we take wasn’t taxed to death by leftists, we’d could afford the golden health plan. Which even covers spontaneous dental hydroplosion. Name that sitcom. Hence, a tax cut. More greenbacks in people’s pockets to go toward things they need. Instead of funding dangle surgery for guys who want to “get in touch with their feminine side.”
Let’s cut all the bull. What Jimmy really wants is single-payer. He thinks if we turn all the healthcare over to Bernie Sanders, childhood suffering will go the way of the traditional comedy. Like the buffet at Golden Corral when Michael Moore pays a visit. Not gonna happen.
Maybe James should hop across the pond and ask Charlie Gard’s parents how single-payer worked out for them. Or the families of other peeps who got shafted by the NHS and met their maker. Suddenly “universal” healthcare doesn’t sound so universal.
Speaking of that: