Downgrading Better Angels of America

As much as I hate to do it, I must downgrade American Angels. I know the President and Vice President and those running for office all get down on their knees at night and pray -- at least on the weekend. They are, though, praying to average angels and at time shoddy angels.


Many of these angels do not have numbered bank accounts in foreign countries or tax lawyers. They are smelly with bad haircuts and ridiculous wings from Target or WalMart that fail in warm weather. These angels depend on the pictures when ordering food in McDonald's. They throw the packaging on the street. Underage Angels stand outside liquor stores and ask people to buy alcohol for them. Many of the angels are comatose and cling to surfaces like mold and rust.

The so called "Better Angels" do enjoy getting together in the Caribbean to protected Mitt Romney's bank accounts. The fly over the banks like drones looking for terrorist gatherings.

The bettter Angels hang around the rich filching foot from the buffet line.