Hear that, kids? Get your flu-riddled asses off that concrete floor and schlep it back to Guatemala. Your parents will be waiting for you there. Promise. Or just wander about town. Check out the local fudge and taffy shoppes.
Yesterday on MSNBC’s All in With Chris Hayes, Rep. Michael Burgess (R-Texas) tried to defend the indefensible, and a lorryload of nonsense disgorged from his lie-hole as a result.
“There’s not a lock on the door,” the lawmaker said while defending the conditions at a facility he visited. “Any child is free to leave at any time. But they don’t and you know why? Because they’re well taken care of and yes at some point they are going to live with family, generally not mother or father but some family member, that’s a good thing.”
Burgess made the comments in an appearance on MSNBC following reports that children at two Border Patrol stations in Texas are being left without soap, water, blankets or medical care.
Or maybe they should just get off their goldbricking asses and start a small business. Banks love to lend to 3-year-olds with lice and late-stage pneumonia.
At one Customs and Border Patrol facility in Clint, Texas, a majority of the 300 children being held were removed because of squalid conditions, including a lack of water, food, and sanitation. But if you’re a Republican in thrall to Lord Sauron, you naturally don’t have much to say about that.
Burgess acknowledged that Border Patrol facilities are “strained” due to the amount of migrants coming across the southern U.S. border but questioned the severity of conditions.
“I don’t know if it is hyperbole. I know the hatred for this president is so intense that people are liable to say anything,” Burgess told the MSNBC host. “All I know is I’ve gotta go and look for myself and see for myself.”
Uh huh. And when is that going to happen? Can he possibly find some extra time between kissing Trump’s ring and smooching his arse?
Rep. Burgess, you’re free to leave the Trump cult at any time. There’s not a lock on the door.
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