AND THEN THERE WERE FOUR

Once?

OK.

I could understand that.

There's a bad apple in every barrel.

But FOUR times in diverse, practically random places?

Come on!

Even YOU can see the pattern here, "Mr. Liberal-you Republicans are such a culture of corruption."

In Baltimore, Washington and Brooklyn, N.Y. and now California personnel in ACORN offices have demonstrated that they are liars, cheaters, tax evaders, former prostitutes and supporters of the international slave trafficking.

In this latest round, ACORN staffer, Tresa Kaelke, claimed to have been a prostitute herself.

You can read all about it here.

Says FOX NEWS: "ACORN issued a statement Tuesday evening saying that Kaelke, indeed, suspected she was being set up and only responded as she did to play along with the obviously fake pimp and prostitute."

In a sense, I could almost find that explanation plausible, but only almost.

If Ms. Kaelke had really thought these two were not on the up-and-up, she should have reported them to her superiors forthwith, at the very least to cover her own posterior.

If ACORN isn't divested of all tax dollars, direct and indirect, I intend to personally confront President BO (President out of respect for the office; BO because his agenda stinks) and tell him to wake up!

Of course, President BO (President out of respect for the office; BO because his agenda stinks), who supported ACORN from his days as a "Community Organizer" up through now, didn't know they were not on the up-and-up.

Of course he didn't.

And he didn't know the anti-American teachings of his twenty year spiritual mentor and close family friend, Jeremiah Wright, or the terrorist activities of his close friend and campaign supporter, Bill Ayers and his wife, or the Communist involvement of Van Jones, or the severity of the economic situation he "inherited from the Bush administration," or the facts of the police officer vs. Gates.

I get the distinct impression that the only thing President BO (President out of respect for the office; BO because his agenda stinks) knows is that he is little more than a pathological, putrid piece of protoplasm whose prime purpose on this painful path of pedantic progress is to pause, ponder and proclaim profound platitudes.

And then only with a TelePrompter.