If You Can't Say Something Nice.... Come Sit Beside Me

That is a catty old statement isn't it and a complete corruption of the time honored advise admonishing us to keep our mouths shut if we can't say something nice.  We are also told not to speak ill of the dead.  I am going to do both, right now, and I don't care if my inner Southern Belle Lady is cringing and throwing a genteel tantrum.  She's just going to have to hush.

Jack Murtha  is a sorry, corrupt, pig of a man who robbed, raped, and pillaged this country for 35 years.
From ABSCAM to the Airport the man was a scoundrel and did not deserve to hold public office.

Observe good ole Jack Murtha at work: