There is a good argument that any group of people dumb enough to elect Jon Kyl to the United States Senate may be too dumb to be citizens of the United States. What the hell must the people of Arizona have been thinking?

In defense of those who were duped into voting for Jon Kyl, we have to ask ourselves, what did they know and when did they know it? Did they know Kyl intended to throw out the Constitution when they elected him?

Maybe we should cut ‘em some slack. After all, anyone can be fooled at times, and we're all guilty of voting for crackpots now and then.

The key to whether we allow Arizona to remain a State could be whether the people re-elect this goofball. 

Kyl, of course, is the Senator responsible for the Kyl Bill, trying to censor gambling from the Internet and control your private life. Here's a guy who wants to make it illegal for you and me to bet on the Super Bowl, even if we do it in a foreign country. He wants the government to monitor everything we do at our own desks. Here’s a guy whose parents couldn’t even spell the word ‘John’ and he thinks he should be in charge of our private affairs.

Kyl not only wants to ban your right to gamble, by the way, he wants the government to force women to have unwanted babies....You know, like in Muslim countries, or back in Nazi Germany. 

By the way, I would like to introduce a law of my own: Whomever elects a United States Senator has to supply him with a decent wig. That thing on Kyl’s head looks like a dead squirrel. If the man's not smart enough to buy a decent wig, how’s he gonna run my private life?

The whole situation is surreal. Here’s a guy in a $20 wig telling us we can’t bet on a ball game even in Australia or Costa Rica or wherever, much less here in the so-called "Land of the Free". (The USA is the only Western Country where grown men aren't allowed to gamble.) If Arizona re-elects this guy, I say throw the whole state out of the country. Give ‘em to Mexico. Mexico’s used to bad politicians. Meanwhile, I wish somebody would give this guy a copy of the Constitution and show him the part about keeping to hell out of my private affairs.