Sen. McCaskill is funded by big pharma and Monsatan - are you surprised?

Yesterday I wrote a letter to Senator Claire McCaskill.

I was very concerned about what her problem was for going off on a TV doctor (Dr. Oz) about recommending green coffee beans for weight loss while the world falls to pieces (Iraq, our baz-gillion dollar debt, the destruction of the middle class, health care, etc., etc, etc.).  I was bewildered why this would be her platform when in the whole scope of things this makes her look like candidate numero uno for the insane asylum.

Today I found out what her deal was.  

You'll be shocked (and awed). 

Homegirl McCask has homeboys in big pharma!  Whuuuuuuuuuuut!

Oh yeah, baby.  And not only that, but homegirl is sitting in a tree, k-i-s-s-i-n-g with everyone's favorite, most ethical, most popular, most murderous (oh wait) companies in the history of the whole freakin' world: Monsatan!

This girl is hopping up on her platform to protect her poor wittle fwiends who would just be out in the cold with nowhere to go, no place to lay their sweet little heads at night.  She is practically Mother Stinkin' Teresa.  

Dang.  I AM SO GLAD WE HAVE PEOPLE LIKE THIS IN OFFICE.  WHAT WOULD THE WORLD BE LIKE WITHOUT THEIR EXCELLENT SERVICE TO HUMANITY?!

Maybe we should find out.

McCaskill has received $146,000 from a combination of Express Scripts (one of the biggest peddlers of every pharmaceutical company's whimsical wares anywhere) and Monsatan. 

 Check it out: McCaskill gets phat dough from homeboys Monsanto and Big Pharma

 Do I hear a "recall" out there?

But what is beyond me is wondering what it would be like to be her. 

Can you imagine pillowing your head at night, knowing you're a puppet and mouthpiece for the destruction of the world?  You are on the wrong side of good.  You are on the bad guy's team, and you sold out your soul for some money and what you think is your ounce of power, when all you really are is a pusher for the sickos.  They own you. 

Betcha that's what she said when someone asked her as a little girl, "What do you want to be when you grow up?"

 We've got news for ya, sista.  There ain't no future in yo' frontin'.

Peace, love and let's buy green coffee beans,
Ms. Daisy