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Neill Arnhart

Neill Arnhart lives in Southern Indiana with his wife, step daughter, two dachshunds named Ricky and Lucy, an Australian Cattle dog named Indiana (Indy for short) an inside cat named Elphaba, and about a dozen barn cats. Aside from living in the US, he has lived on the island of Trinidad, and in Venezuela, back when it was nice place. When not rousing the rabble with sarcastic essay’s, he hides behind the secret identity of a mild mannered insurance agent, specializing in Medicare, and other matters concerning senior citizens.

Most Recent Articles by Neill Arnhart:


A letter to your congressman

A couple of days ago, I wrote to the Representative for my congressional district, Baron Hill, concerning the health scare bill. Not that I expect to change his mind on his vote. He is pretty far in Pelosi’s camp. But, not all democrats are as dazzled by Pelosi’s wonderful personality and charm. (Sarcasm intended. I hear that Tim Burton is contemplating a remake of The Wizard of Oz, and wants Pelosi to play the Wicked Witch. What a great idea. She won’t even need makeup.) A few lawmakers are sitting on the fence.
- Sunday, March 14, 2010

How Effing Stupid Does He Think We Are?

Just when you think he couldn’t be any worse. I got so mad when I heard the President’s speech on his “compromise” (snicker, snicker, chortle, chortle) health care plan, that I vented on facebook, and my mother posted a reply telling me to watch my language.
- Thursday, March 4, 2010

Inside The Dark Labyrinth of a Democrat’s Mind

Come with me on a Journey. A journey fraught with peril. (Okay, I’m addicted to melodrama. Sue me.) We are going to a place where the laws of common sense, physics, and most of all, economics, are suspended.
- Thursday, February 25, 2010

How do you spell brazen?

In listening to the State of The Union Address, and other recent pondering of President Obama, I am constantly amazed at his ability to say things that he knows can be fact checked. Let me give you a few examples.
- Saturday, January 30, 2010

They don’t pay taxes, Uncle Sam I Am

They don’t pay taxes in a box, They don’t pay taxes with a fox, They don’t pay taxes in the air, They don’t pay taxes anywhere, They don’t pay taxes, Uncle Sam I Am. Apologies to Dr. Seuss.
- Monday, January 18, 2010

Hubris, thy name is Gore

I just googled the phrase “how many ice ages have there been?” What I learned is that there have been at least four major Ice ages, and dozens of smaller ones. Some of the essays I read said that there have been seven major ice ages, I guess because they differ in how they define “major.”
- Wednesday, January 13, 2010

The Trial of Khalid Sheik Mohammed

Maybe I’m wrong. I hope I am. Maybe the trial of Khalid Sheik Mohammed in New York won’t paint a big bulls-eye on the city that Al Qaeda hates the most. But, what if it does?
- Wednesday, November 18, 2009

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