The epidemic of political correctness has reached absurd proportions and people are getting sick of it.
Why not create a Society Against Bad Drivers by getting angry at those who endanger all of our lives?
It was in September or October of 1958 or 1959 that we saw a silver UFO.
Slash every taxpayer nickel going to the NEDC, the VICC and other arms-length outfits that taxpayers are not allowed to scrutinize.
Turn the reservoir into a nice, clean swimming pool for family-type activities.
Yet again we found ourselves indebted to some very special people at the end of last month.