Dear Paul Ryan,
On behalf of my fellow Americans, let me just say that it is time for you to stop acting like a pompous windbag and put a sock in it. Really. Listening to you today with your fake umbrage and cocksure attitude, I just wanted to reach into the TV, smack you upside the head and stick you in the corner with Dunce Cap on your head.
You attempt to preen and strut like a Rooster guarding the hen house, except the hen house is empty. The only scandal at the IRS is the imaginary one in your beady little head. As far as I am concerned, the IRS was doing its job giving close scrutiny to groups with "Tea Party"in their names registering for tax exempt status.
You feign anger over a crashed hard drive from three years ago, when you were given some 23,000 emails to pour over. Listen, I do not know if the damn hard drive crashed and was sent be destroyed, but I would hope so. After all, someone like me would love to get hold of a used IRS hard drive and deep freeze it to retrieve the information. So, unlike you, I was relieved to hear there was a protocol in place to take care of destroying any alleged corrupt data left.
Paul(you don't mind if I call you Paul,) quite frankly you acted a petulant little brat screaming and spitting all over your microphone. Your conduct was unbecoming of a member of Congress. But then the whole lot of you Republicans seem to spend your days screaming like Chicken Little. One day, when a real scandal or issue rears its ugly head, we Americans will look away with indifference at you Republicans and muster the determination to vote you out of office because you cried wolf one too many times. We aren't the sheep after all, you are.