There is NOTHING to cut from our budget

When you can’t cut “Cowboy poetry”, you know we’re doomed.

“The mean-spirited bill, H.R. 1 … eliminates the National Endowment of the Humanities, National Endowment of the Arts,” said Reid. “These programs create jobs. The National Endowment of the Humanities is the reason we have in northern Nevada every January a cowboy poetry festival. Had that program not been around, the tens of thousands of people who come there every year would not exist.”

Cowboy poetry.

You and I fund this, and Harry Reid says we cannot possibly cut this from the budget.

The New Yorker snidely points out that the Cowboy festival is just the sort of thing us bitter clingers would like.

And from the looks of it, the five-day festival put on by the Western Folklife Center seems to be just the kind of thing that even Schiller’s gun-loving white folk would enjoy. (Poets in hats and ranchwear are surely preferable to skinny city-dwellers in turtlenecks, or whatever they wear these days.) The festival’s Web site features a great video of writers telling stories about heifers, bulls, and colts—a cowboy version of the Moth.

Yea, sure. It sounds like a great time. But why does the federal government need to help fund it?

If we can’t cut Cowboy Poetry, we can’t cut anything.

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6 Comments on “There is NOTHING to cut from our budget”

  1. Svenster Says:

    Gol darn it,
    whut’s a cowboy to do?
    Cain’t do no rhymin’
    ‘less I get some Obama cash too!

  2. Car in Says:

    Ha ha ha …

    cowboy poetry SLAM

    cowboy poetry
    W.T.F is up with that?
    Harry- Idiot

  3. Svenster Says:

    Heh, good one.

  4. MJ Says:

    He’s right. I would kind of like to see cowboy poetry. If I liked it enough, I’d probably buy a ticket. I’d pay for it.

    I think the problem with the left is that they can’t really understand capitalism, so they are always trying to replace it with something a bit easier to get.

  5. Car in Says:

    I’m more of a haiku person, Svenster.

    ’cause i’m lazy.

    Socialism means
    never having to say “I’m
    paying my own way”

  6. Svenster Says:

    My last effort, mercifully…

    There once was a cowpoke named Harry
    Whose penchant for power was scary
    He went to the Senate
    To steal like he meant it
    And said it was quite necessary


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