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One in a series that takes a look at the improbable, unbelievable and certainly the absurd.




When last heard from a week and a half ago, the miserable hack that runs the Justice Department was petuantly testifying stonewalling in a Congressional hearing regarding the wildly successful, lean, multi-agency gun-running operation, Fast and Furious. Tucked away in his testimony was this little-noticed gem:

This administration has consistently favored the reinstitution of the assault weapons ban. It is something that we think was useful in the past with regard to the reduction that we've seen in crime, and certainly would have a positive impact on our relationship and the crime situation in Mexico.

Wait, what?



We are assuming this was said with a straight face.

So, let's get this straight: An administration that is adamantly opposed to assault weapons, actively engaged in the transferral of guns, many of them the very assault weapons to which they allegedly opposed, to Mexican drug cartels without the knowledge or consent of the Mexican government and which has resulted in the deaths of hundreds of innocent Mexican civilians and officials and one U.S. Border Patrol agent.

The Justice Department didn't even bother telling the Mexican government that they had no intention of tracking these weapons back into Mexico which has served to throw gasoline on an already explosive situation on our southern border and in Mexico itself. We're sure the Mexican government is pleased with the resulting "positive impact" of which Holder speaks. And we're almost positive the family of slain agent, Brian Terry is elated with this tough stand the administration and the Justice Department are taking with respect to assault weapons.


There is blood on their hands and they are congratulating themselves!


We've said it before but the miserable hack that runs the Justice Department must be the most physically gifted person in politics currently because it is absolutely beyond us how it is he can get about lugging around those basketball-sized cajones of his.