Hey folks, Fred the Tuckpointer reporting in from the newly liberated Buckeye State of Ohio.   No, not from Obama, or the Libyans or whoever the bad guys are supposed to be now.  Me and my fellow Ohioans are finally free from the grip of the Evil Public Unions. Like lots of other states, Ohio’s in the red big time – we’re something like a trillion bucks in debt and can’t afford anything.  I’ll give you one guess whose fault that is – say it with me – LIBERALS.   Tax and spend Liberals, to be precise.  Too many giveaways for too long, and now look what’s happened.  Honest corporations are getting hit with too many taxes and are flocking to places like Florida and Texas, cause they don’t have any income tax and things are booming.

Luckily, we Conservatives kicked ass in November.  So we got Governor John Kaisch, an honest businessman and smart guy who’s gonna get us out of the hole.  First up – knock the Evil Public Unions down a notch.  Now, as a rule, unions aren’t all bad. I’m in the local tuckpointers union, not because I want to be, but because Richie says I have to if I want to do any work in Cleveland.  Which is dumb, but whatever, Richie’s lined me up with some good gigs like when we demolished the old Municipal Stadium.  Anyway,its a PRIVATE union.  Meaning it isn’t tax payer funded like the teacher, firefighter or cop unions.

Governor Kaisch knows that teachers and firefighters are living the high life in Ohio.  They’ve got these crazy pensions and make 5 figures, from what I hear.  And I’m paying for it?  Uh-uh.  So Kaisch kicked in with Senate Bill 5 (SB5). That means you can still have meetings and charge dues, but you can’t bargain and you have to do whatever he says.  In other words, UNION BUSTED.  And its the right thing to do, to get the budget under control and because Rush says so.  Teacher Unions are like Terrorists, in that they use children to get what they want.  Just like Obama wants!  So I can’t see any need for teacher unions.

Well…

So, my wife Sadie teaches Speech and Theater over at Lakewood High.  A couple of years ago she had this kid in her class, some punk with a mohawk who didn’t want to be in school.  He was giving her all sorts of headaches, trying to ruin her class.  One day she came home upset…turns out the punk called her a bitch to her face.

Let me tell you something, jack.  NO ONE says anything like that to my Sadie.  I decided to have a little “chat” with the young man, so I drove the F150 over to the school and waited outside in the parking lot.  Sure enough, the little shit came out the back door, started smoking a cigarette.  I cornered him by the flag pole and pulled my tuckpointing trowel on’em.

I told him that I was going to tuckpoint his face off if he didn’t apologize to my wife pronto.  He got real scared and ran off.  Mission accomplished!  Or so I thought.  Next night, Sadie came home staring daggers at me.  The kid went to the principal and told him that Sadie and me were going to kill him or something.  Which is bullshit, but sure enough Sadie was in deep trouble.  There was a hearing and for awhile we were sweating it out that she’d get fired.  That would’ve been really bad, ’cause Sadie’s salary keeps the house going most of the time when I’m in between tuckpointing gigs.  But her teachers union brought in some hot shot lawyer, who made the kid look like a reject and got her off with a fine and a warning.  That lawyer was pretty awesome; he got me a suspended sentence when I was arrested and rung up in court for assault.  He even sprung for a marriage counselor afterward when Sadie wanted to split – that worked out good and she’s more in love with me than ever.   I think.

So, the moral of the story is…teacher unions shouldn’t be able to collective bargain, but they’re good for lawyers and getting out of a jam.  Maybe they aren’t that evil. At least not in Ohio.  Wisconsin, though is another story.  We’ll save that one for later.  Obama’s probably behind those guys 100% – and you know that can’t be good.

Listen, I’ve got some emailing to do – the local GOP says we should start making up Google and Yahoo accounts so we can send supportive emails to Kaisch and Gov. Walker in Wisconsin, so I gotta get to typing.  Till next time, Fred the Tuckpointer signing off.

Hey folks, Fred the Tuckpointer here trying to keep on believing in beautiful Cleveland, Ohio.  Gotta be honest, I’m feeling really let down by the House GOP.  I’m glad they repealed Obamacare right away, but the reality is unless the Senate pulls it too (yeah, right) we’re stuck till the next election cycle.  What’s worse, I don’t get why Boehner doesn’t start the impeachment hearings against the “President”.  See, I use “quotes” ’cause Obama shouldn’t even be able to hold office.  That should be enough but even Cantor said Obama’s legit.  So we’re stuck.  There’s probably some behind the scene’s stuff going on.  Remember that Obama’s the “President”, but that also means he’s The President, and he can have the Secret Service come pay you a visit.   Ask Peyton Manning.

That’s right, sports fans.  Last weekend was the  Superbowl, and this year the big game was between Green Bay and…Pittsburgh.  Hated, hated, Pittsburgh.  If there’s one thing I hate more than Obama, its the Pittsburgh Steelers.  And wouldn’t you know it, Obama LOVES the Steelers.  So much that he’s always rooting for them.  Rooting for scum bags like Harrison and the cad Roethlisberger who can’t keep his hands off the ladies.  No morals whatever, not that it matters to Steelers fans, as long as they win.  Unlike Cleveland fans, who are world class.

So of course I had to root for the Packers, but would it really matter?  You better bet ol’ Obama was going to interfere again.  He likes to interfere with big American institutions like the Free Market, the Superbowl, the Olympics…he just can’t help himself.   I’m not exactly a Green Bay fan, but I have to root against the Steelers no matter what.  Unless they’re playing the Baltimore Ravens.  Then I can only hope they destroy each other.  Burn in Hell Art Modell!

Sorry.

But as always, there’s a light at the end of the tunnel for this Conservative.  I was looking over the roster of the Packers, and found the blood of the Browns flowing through their best player!  I’m talking about Clay Matthews Jr – son of the greatest Browns D-back of all time, Clay Matthews Sr.  Check it out – he looks like Conan the Barbarian:

Even though the Browns have sucked for the past 13 years, they would have  a chance to beat the Steelers in the Super Bowl through the sire of Clay Sr.  And you know what?  The Matthews are CONSERVATIVES.  I know that because I bought a truck a few years back from the old man.  All small business owners are conservative, and that’s something you pass down to your kids.  At least, I think that’s how it works.   Sure enough, in the big game Clay Jr. forced an interception, and that was all the Pack needed to beat the Stillers.  As the clock was clicking down, I half expected that Obama would give the order to start picking off the Packers, or just implode the entire stadium so that it would at least be a No Contest.  And I’m sure he was behind some of their guys getting hurt earlier.  But the Browns/Packers wouldn’t be denied.   Even Obama can’t get away with that. So, World Champs Baby!  Sort of.  Time to start rubbing it in on the pathetic Pittspuke fans. As for Herr Dictator, better luck next year.  And stop saying the Bears are your home team.  These guys are.

I gotta run…Sadie says there’s a big sale on Power Bars at Giant Eagle.  They’ve kind of become a staple in the Tuckpointer household.  If I don’t get there soon, they’ll be picked over and I’m sick of the blueberry ones.  Till next time, Fred the Tuckpointer signing off.

Hey folks, Fred the Tuckpointer here reporting in from the  RED state of Ohio.   Sorry I’ve been away, but you know…the holidays.  Since I’ve been around the house a lot lately, Sadie’s been making me do all sorts of projects, to “keep me honest”, whatever that means.    So I painted the bathroom and cleaned out the garage a little around Christmas.  She wasn’t hot about the orange and brown colors I picked out for the shitter, but hey…I crap in there too.  Let a guy live a little.

Anyway, after the good times of the election came the dreaded “Lame Duck” session of Congress.  A better name would be “Danger Duck” or “Liberal Duck with Nothing to Lose”, ’cause most of the Democrats who lost didn’t have to worry about winning any more elections.   They tried to run all sorts of horseshit through the Congress before they got locked out.  The Liberal Media kept running stories that nothing ever gets done with the Lame Duck, but us Conservatives know better.

One great thing was how the GOP held the line on the tax cuts.  President George W. Bush got a bunch of tax cuts done back when he was in charge, but for some reason he didn’t make them forever.   Maybe they’re like Browns Season Tickets – you know they’re awesome, but you can’t ask for them forever – you may die before then.  The tax cuts for everyone – Lazy/Poor class, Medium class and the Successful class – were due to expire in 2011.  Now we all know that Obama wants everyone to be poor, so that he can enslave us and declare himself Barry Hussein the First.  He tried some bullshit about how the government couldn’t afford the tax cuts for the successful, which is stupid – just ask Rush Limbaugh.    I get that tax cuts are revenue for the government.  So how can they “lose” that money when it isn’t theirs to begin with?  Sound Conservative logic wins again.  And Reaganomics works just as well today as it ever did – the more the rich have, the more everyone has.  So the GOP played a little hard ball; they told Obama either the Successful keep their tax cuts, OR NO ONE GETS THEM.   It was awesome – just like the Godfather, McConnell gave Obama “an offer he couldn’t refuse”.  Sadie thinks that was really stupid because our taxes would have gone up (we’re in the Medium class), but if you can’t stand for principle, what can you stand for?  Besides, Obama’s a pussy and he caved right away, so it all worked out great.  After everything was done I gave my old boss Richie a call asking him when the next job was going to be.   I mean, with his tax cut that meant things were going to pick up, right?  He’ s a small business owner, so I figured he’d invest in something or maybe a richer guy would need his mansion tuckpointed.  Well, Richie says I’m an idiot and that whatever he’s keeping doesn’t mean shit because he’s going to use it to pay off some debt.  See, this is why *I* should be in charge.  Richie’s probably a closet liberal that won’t take what’s his and help grow the economy.  I’m sure it’ll make its way to me soon, though.  People always need tuckpointing.

Anyway, so the tax thing was saved.  The other stuff that happened wasn’t that big of a deal.  I got no problem with gays serving in the military.  I know some other conservatives don’t like it, but I know this gay guy Jerry who’s into MMA, and he’s a bad ass who beat some dudes up at Johny’s last year when they called him a queen.   I say let’s turn him loose – if he’s into triangle-choking terrorists, I figure we can let him do what he likes, then God can punish him or whatever down the road.    On the scale of Conservative stuff, making sure taxes don’t go up was the more important thing.

Listen, I gotta get outside – Sadie’s screaming about the snowblower not starting, and she’s gotta be able to get out of the driveway for work tomorrow.   Guess there’s another project, eh?  ROFLMA.  Till next time, Fred the Tuckpointer signing off.

Hey folks, Fred the Tuckpointer here…still basking in the glory of the Republican victory last week.  Gotta admit, I went on a bit of a bender when the election results rolled in.   We cleaned up big time here in Ohio – Obama’s socialist hench-goon Ted Strickland?  He’s now the ex-Governor.   Lots of new GOP congressmen, too.     The country clearly decided that Liberalism was for the birds, and turned out in droves to restore the republic, which Obama nearly destroyed.   The beatdown was so bad, ol’ Barry ran back to his Muslim homeland to hide.

I spent most of Election Day doing what I always do – I dragged Sadie down to City Hall and we voted (she never tells me who she votes for).  Then I got on the roof with a case of Great Lakes Commodore Perry and waved my flag  for awhile, to try and rouse the patriotic and conservative spirit of our neighborhood.  Since I’m still out of a job, I didn’t have to take the day off and still got paid.  Not a bad way to spend the day reclaiming freedom.  And you know what?  It worked.  We got the House, baby!  First thing that should be done: impeach Obama, Biden and whoever else they need to till they get to the Speaker of the House.  Then we’ll have President Boehner.  Works for me.  One thing that didn’t go right – Dennis “The Menace” Kucinich was re-elected – AGAIN – by my fellow “citizens”.  I don’t get these liberal assholes that live here in Lakewood… the guy’s never around, and even when I tear up all of his signs, people just keep pulling the handle for the Commie . I guess they forget he drove Cleveland into bankruptcy.  So bad.

Now there’s a lame duck session for Congress.  Obama’s hiding out in Malaysia or something, so the Wicked Witch of the West Coast Pelosi is going to try and get some crap in before the new term starts.  That’s so dumb.  When the election is over, why do we have to wait for a couple of months before the new Congress gets sworn in?  Same here with Governor.   The new guy, Kaisch, asked Strickland to stop the high speed rail project from Cleveland to Cincinnati, to save 400 million bucks.  But Srickland is gonna spend to the end.  What a dick!  That money should go to finishing the tuckpointing job o the Terminal Tower, so I can get back to work and don’t have to take any more unemployment.

We’ll be ok…the tide has turned and to copy what I’ve been hearing everyplace, a Conservative Tsunami just hit Obama in his breadbasket.  And we’ve got Rush to thank for it all.   Next time, it will be a Mass Extinction Event…but for the Democrats.  Yeah.  The party’s just starting.  Till next time, Fred the Tuckpointer signing off.

Hey folks, Fred the Tuckpointer here with…well…some scary news.   I’ve been cooling my jets at home, after the  tuckpointing gig closed up early at the Terminal Tower.  Sadie’s not too happy with me buying Browns season tickets, but I’ve managed to secure some income for the time being.   I went with Don down to the unemployment office to help him with his paperwork, and decided I’d be stupid to not fill some out for myself.  Better me than some welfare mom, right?   And I’m gonna pay it all back, too.  Its just a loan.  Don’t worry Glenn, I won’t become a “99er”.    I’m looking for work right now.

So I heard about this Mosque being built on top of the remains of the World Trade Center, and how Hussein Obama is all for it.   I get that the Constitution says that you can practice whatever religion you want, but this is different.   The guys who wrote the Constitution didn’t know what Islam was.   If they did, and they knew how crazy Muslim terrorists are, they would have written something like “All can worship freely unless you’re a Muslim, then you get lost.”  Something like that.

Emotions are running raw, and it looks like there’s not a whole lot anyone can do about it…but my sources tell me there’s more to this “community center” than meets the eye.  Check it out:

Friends, you may think its just a toy, but this “Terrordome” represents what is really hiding inside the Ground Zero Mosque.  Less than 2 blocks away from where they’re building a new World Trade Center, is a building likely housing secret laser turrets and missile launchers, capable of hitting any GI Joe vehicles…I mean, New York Landmarks.  And look at all of the places where Al Queida can be hiding.  They’re probably gonna have some of those armored hang gliders with little machine guns too.  I had one of these growing up, and it’s loaded.  I’m pretty sure Obama, the secret Muslim, is funding and helping them build it.  Location is the key.

Well, to quote Sarah Palin – “Don’t retreat, reload!”  We gotta get ready for this upcoming terrorist onslaught.  The dumb ass mayor of New York is ok with this, but as conservatives we gotta buy more guns and…shit, I don’t know.  Get a bow like Rambo?  The stormtroopers are coming at any time now, its just a matter of when.  If Obama’s giving them advanced weapons like a H.I.S.S. tank, or even a F.A.N.G, regular guns aren’t going to cut it.  Maybe its time for me and some other Tuckpointers to start a resistance group.    This gave me some inspiration…for the singing, replace “Cobra” with “Obama”.  (I’m totally Snake-Eyes, by the way).

Sheesh.   In any case, if we conservatives keep up the pressure, we still can stop Obama and his Al Queida super Mosque.    Spread the word – the more people we clue in, we’ll eventually win the battle.  And Learning is Half the Battle.  Wait, I did it wrong…

Till next time, Fred the Tuckpointer signing off…

Hey folks, Fred the Tuckpointer here.  Things have been terrible lately…and if you guessed its Obama’s fault, you win the prize.  It all started while I was reading Brad the College Idiots’s latest rant and mockery of American values.   Richie called:  the “stimulus” money finally ran out, so the tuckpointing gig at the Terminal Tower is over.  Kaput.  No more tuckpointing.   I thought the  Porkulous package was supposed to create or SAVE jobs that were already there?   So the economy is still sputtering, and while it was nice to make some nice, fat tuckpointing cash for a change, Obama’s plan has failed miserably and I’m out of a job.  Again.

We’re luckier than most – Sadie’s teaching job covers most of the major bills like the mortgage and my medical debt.  Still, a man’s got to work and provide for his family, and I’m not about to switch to Pabst again.  Its either Great Lakes Beer or nothing.

Problem is, because Obama interfered with the Market, there’s no jobs for me in the Cleveland area.  Sadie tried to get me to write up a resume, but that’s stupid – I’ve never had a job that I couldn’t just fill out an application for.   That’s the way it should be: you fill out the paper, they hire you and you work for awhile, then you buy the business and you’re set.  Anyway, I went around to Home Depot, a couple of gas stations, even the golf course where my old man works…nothing.  No jobs.  Not even an interview.  Last night I was giving the bad news to Sadie, when she told me I should file for unemployment insurance.  Which is welfare.  ‘Cause Rush says so.

So here’s the pickle, if you will…if I chuck my pride and head down to the unemployment office, they’ll give me a check and I can sit at home being lazy like everyone else.  That’s the way Obama wants it to be, so that he can declare himself dictator and make me a slave.  Uh-uh.  Not going to happen.  That’s the Liberal way to go, and I’m no pussy Liberal.  Let some other douchebag plead for help – I’m a real man, and I don’t need help or anything.  We got some land in the backyard I can farm, and I bet I can teach our dog Bernie Kosar how to hunt and kill deer or something.  And I’ll put fliers in everyone’s mailbox on the street asking if they need their house tuckpointed.   ‘Cause that’s what I do and that’s who I am.  A Tuckpointer.

Listen, I gotta run.  Sadie just opened the mail and she’s pissed because I bought Browns season tickets again.   Also, I’m a couple of months behind on the F150 payments, and we need some groceries.   My buddy Don‘s heading to the unemployment office to get his check now that they’re starting up again, but…you know.  He may need some help with the paperwork.  Ol’ Don’s not too swift.  So…anyway.  Things will pick up eventually.  Till next time, Fred the Tuckpointer signing off.

Hey folks, Fred the Tuckpointer here.  Sorry I’ve been away…the tuckpointing biz has been good lately, but Richie says to get in as much overtime before its slim pickings again.  Sounds like the government’s not gonna pay for any more work on the Terminal Tower, and that the job probably isn’t going to get done.   Normally I’d say cut taxes and reduce spending then things will pick up, but then I guess Uncle Sam wouldn’t have any money for tuckpointing.  Maybe if we cut all the entitlement programs… but if I am true to my Conservativeness the government shouldn’t pay for anything except Defense and protecting against the evil of illegal immigration.  So confusing…

Anywhoo, I didn’t mean to get sidetracked on that stuff.  In case you hadn’t noticed, ol’ Obama the Hun has been on a tear lately, doing everything in his power to destroy America and Freedom.  Now we all know that Barry was against offshore drilling…that somehow we could have wind farms and solar panels power this great nation.  Tell you what, Bamster…my F150 runs on black gold, nothing else.  So we need more, and the Prez knows that.  He started to cave some, but it was all a dog and pony show…he wasn’t about to abandon the wacko enviromental goons.  Then the rig in the gulf blew up, and now we’ve got this huge mess.  BP’s trying to plug the leak up, but Obama keeps getting in the way, trying to make it seem like its BP’s fault and that he’s going to fix everything.  You wanna know the truth?  I heard this on Rush’s show…Obama probably caused the explosion! So every time you see a dead sea turtle, or some dolphin choking on oil…it’s Obama’s fault that your kid is crying at the image.  Think about it.

Closer to home, Obama’s been causing some headaches here in Cleveland.  Remember LeBron James, who is supposed to win a NBA championship with the Cavs?  Well, he just took off for Miami and Cleveland’s going nuts with hate.  Besides trying to coax him to the Chicago Bulls, Obama also worked with his lackey Governor Strickland to keep the income taxes high in Ohio.  Ergo, LeBron high tailed it to Florida, where there’s no income tax.  Rush did the same thing. Thanks, “Mr. President”…you helped chase off a local sports hero.  But that’s ok…LeBron’s really a punk from Akron and besides, basketball’s for sissies.   A real man’s sport – Browns Football – starts up in a few weeks.  And believe me, we’ll be winning it all this year.  I know that because Obama is a Steelers’ fan.  Which makes him worse than Osama bin Laden.

Well, Sadie’s on me to take the dog out.   Till next time, Fred the Tuckpointer signing off.

Hey folks, Fred the Tuckpointer making like Ronnie Reagan and  kicking liberal ass.  Part of me thought after my election to the Union Compliance Board that the conservative wheels of power would start grinding again.  My boss Richie said that we aren’t due for another full meeting till end of June, though.  That’s fine – gives me plenty of time to work on my manifesto and other stuff.  Besides, there’s a lot of stuff going on that’s making me cross my arms more than usual.

Ever since Dear Leader stole the election back in 2008, the Liberals have been prancing around like they own the place.  They even went on a flag burning spree that burned up to 25 flags on Memorial Day.  Conservapedia nailed it….why do the Liberals hate the symbol of our Freedom so much???

Then, I caught wind that Obama was ditching out on the time honored tradition that Presidents are never supposed to miss – laying a wreath in Arlington on Memorial Day.    Instead he decided to go play golf; that is, until Glenn Beck nailed him.  The Liberal Media tried to cover up for him, but Barry Hussein couldn’t hide from the watchful eyes of Conservatism.  So Obama made up some story up and found a cemetary downstate where he could go through the motions.  What a jerk.

But here’s the part that REALLY boils my patriotic blood…when he gets down there, it starts raining.  Since he never wanted to be there in the first place, ol’ Barry ditches! He makes up some excuse that “lightning is going to hit someone” or something, and tells everyone to go home.   That’s bullshit.  You wanna know how I know that?  When Obama was campaigning for President – when he really wanted the job – he never let any rain stop him.  Check out this pic:

See?  He’s not even holding an umbrella.  Let me tell you something, my friends…as a certified Tuckpointer  I work through rain, snow, strikes and sometimes on holidays.   That’s because I love my freedom and want to honor this great country.  This excuse of a President couldn’t be bothered to sit through a rain storm to pay his respects to a couple of our best in Illinois, and let that turkey Biden screw around at Arlington.  That’s like letting Art Modell babysit your kids while you’re at the lake.    Flags being desecrated, barbeques being rained out, and a Muslim President avoiding a sacred tradition – welcome to Obama’s Amerika.

I have to go – Sadie says I shouldn’t leave the flag out in the rain.  I don’t get the big deal – its made of nylon, so it’ll dry right out.  I’ve got lots more to say, so stay tuned.  Till then, Fred the Tuckpointer signing off.

Hey folks, Fred the Tuckpointer here with some incredible news.  So this Brad the College Communist character sends me text messages to my cell phone.  They aren’t the sexting messages he sends his students, but they’re usually things like “Bet u cant tell me what the Magna Carta iz”.  Dumb shit like that, designed to get a rise out of me.   Problem is, I have  a hard time sending back a good zinger, ’cause I don’t know how to make the numbers into letters on my phone.  I asked Sadie to show me, but she’s mad that I tie up the computer writing these blogs, and wouldn’t help.

The dirt bag went too far though with his last one: “U and Rush R Cowards Wont Put Your Moneyz Whr Ur Mth Is”.  He’s probably talking about why Rush never runs for office – its because he would rather keep making that fat cash off his radio show.   If I was making that kind of money off of this blogging thing (hint), I would do that too.  But I don’t.   So the challenge was on – Brad the Fruitbag thinks I talk too much and don’t do anything.   Even though I went to a Tea Party, I guess that’s not enough.   Ah, but remember God is a Conservative God.  He may sometimes work in mysterious ways, but he wants smaller government and less taxes like you and me.

Last Thursday Scotty B. was doing a job on the East Side when a gust of wind knocked him off of his ladder and into some power lines.  He got shocked pretty good, then croaked a couple of days later at the hospital.  I didn’t know him all that well, but he served on the Compliance Committee for the Local Tuckpointers 4012.  With his passing, that left the 4 person committee one guy short.  According to the Union Bylaws, an emergency meeting of the whole 4012 had to be held within a week of a committeeman stepping down/getting killled to elect his replacement.   My boss Richie is also the President of the 4012 and said anyone who wanted to run to replace Scotty B. should show up and put their name on the board.  I knew it was time for me to get active.

It was a nail biter – when I showed up at the hall there was already another guy’s name in contention, some dude named Meister.  I put mine up and waited for Richie to show and call the meeting to order.  Richie came in late, but no one else showed…it turned out nearly everyone was down at Johny’s watching the Cavs.  The rules state that as long as anyone shows, there has to be a vote.  We sat around for about an hour, then Richie called the meeting officially to order.  After waiting a couple of minutes and making some more calls, he  said  “Well, I guess we should get this over with.”  I dropped my vote in the box, then we waited some more.  As President, Richie can’t vote.  An hour later, still no Meister.  So Richie called it and I won 1-0.

Democracy, baby!  I called Sadie to tell her she was married to an elected official, then tore off in the F150 down to the bar to celebrate.  Most everyone had left after I got there; I guess they were all upset because the Cavs got knocked out of the playoffs again. Who cares?  Basketball’s for sissies anyway.  And for Socialists like Obama.  I can’t wait for the full Committee Meeting next month – now that I am wielding some power and have political capital to spend, its time to set some things straight first with the union, then with Obama.  Big changes are coming…you wait and see.   How’s that sound, Brad?  Maybe you can sext me.  Till then, Fred the Tuckpointer, Committee Man for the Tuckpointers Local 4012 signing off.