What what? A Budget?

I'm expecting flying pigs. A budget? Nicely done!

Now get the fuck back to work.

What did you want, a cookie? Or a raise? That's your job, shits. Get back from vacation and get to work; there's still way too much to do.

You're in the most important halls of government of our country and, to some degree, the world. Good job on doing your job. Now there's more to do. Get to it. Millions of people below you, which you walk on, work 18/7 or more. You, honestly, don't deserve a vacation. I expect to see some momentum or you've accomplished nothing.

An open letter to Congress

Yeah. A bit presumptuous of me to write an open letter. But anyway.

Take a hint. No more bogus deadlines. No bullshit 'balanced budget or we do a sequester' acts. Instead of playing chicken with our economy and government any deadline failures, including setting a budget outline for the year and the decade, should immediately and irrevocably result in a ban from holding public office.

Yes, that's right. You screw up or play games or simply make a boo-boo you get kicked out. Forever. Amen. You are Congress. Your job is the money. Dumbasses. Do it right or you can't be trusted for so much as taking notes in a local city council meeting.

I don't care about you, personally or ideologically, and I'm tired of you playing games. Do your job or shut up and get out. The United States of America would be better served by kicking out, permanently, every single member of Congress (yes, both houses; yes, even with all the inevitable upheaval that entails) seated between now and the time the budget is passed.

It's quite simple. If you can't do your job well enough to care for the single most important responsibility you're given then you can't do anything. You're useless and I want to be rid of you.

Do your job or get out. Take a hint.