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Do you know what the average monthly private sector job growth was in the last year of the George W. Bush presidency? There was no growth. We LOST an average of 317,250 jobs per month.

Do you know what the average monthly private sector job growth has been in 2010? We have GAINED an average of 95,888 private sector jobs per month. (Per Bureau of Labor Statistics records.)

Do you know what the federal deficit was in the last full fiscal year of the Bush presidency? It was $1,416,000,000,000.

Do you know what the federal deficit is for fiscal year 2010? $1,291,000,000,000, a decline of $125,000,000,000. Yes, Obama and the "tax and spend" Democrats have actually reduced the deficit.

Do you know where the stock market ended up on the last day of the Bush presidency? The Dow ended at 7949; NASDAQ at 1440; S&P 500 at 805.

Do you know where the stock market ended today? Dow at 11,118.49; NASDAQ at 2507.41; S&P 500 at 1183.26. That's an increase of approximately 40%, 74%, and 47%, respectively.

Do you know that just about 95% of Americans have received a tax CUT and that government spending has actually decreased since Obama took office? Probably not, because this is not the kind of thing that our socalled journalists cover. They are too busy going to tea party events and wetting themselves in excitement over the possibility of a Republican takeover of the government. They are not interested in reporting on the hard work of actually governing this country and trying to pull it out of the very deep hole it is in. They are a disgrace and a threat to our democracy. Maybe even more so than the tea party.
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