Rep. Thaddeus G. McCotter (R-MI)

Rep. Thaddeus G. McCotter (R-MI)

A life-long resident of southeast Michigan, U.S. Representative Thaddeus McCotter was first elected to Congress in 2002 to represent the citizens of Western Oakland and Western Wayne Counties.

Congressman McCotter has focused his efforts on preserving and promoting manufacturing and small businesses, because he knows they form the backbone of our community's economy. He has steadfastly supported winning the War on Terror and increasing our homeland security, tirelessly fought to reduce taxes and the size and scope of government, and, most importantly, Congressman McCotter has dedicated every effort to listen to and serve his constituents.

Congressman McCotter was elected by his colleagues in Nov. 2006 to serve as Chairman of the Republican House Policy Committee, a leadership position once held by former President Gerald Ford. Congressman McCotter also serves on the House Financial Services Committee.

Congressman McCotter is a graduate of Catholic Central High School, the University of Detroit, and the University of Detroit Law School. He is a bar admitted attorney by profession. Thaddeus and Rita McCotter, a registered nurse, have three young children, George, Timothy, and Emilia. The McCotter family lives in his hometown of Livonia. Congressman McCotter travels to and from our nation’s capital every week to serve his community.

A Health Dirge Night: President Obama’s Lefty Health Club Band

by Rep. Thaddeus G. McCotter (R-MI)

Though hailed as one at the time, the Beatles masterpiece Sergeant Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band was not Rock’s first “concept” album.  Per John Lennon:  “It doesn’t go anywhere…  It works, because we said it worked…  Every other song could have been on any other album.”

Flash forward to the latest cacophony from “spoken word” Grammy winner President Obama and his Lefty Health Club Band’s radical “concept” album, A Health Dirge Night; examine a few select tracks; and, recognize the reprised promotional chicanery.

The album opens with the derivative 8-track era chestnut, With A Little Help from the Feds.  Here, President Obama’s Lefty Health Club Band warbles that a radical bill must pass – now! – because our broken health care system is in crisis.  Why?  Because they said so.  Yet, while concerned with rising costs, the vast majority of Americans believe our health care system is good or excellent, and they are satisfied with their current plans.  Why then did Obama’s band try to rush release a radical bill before the public could hear how it impacts their current health care plans? (more…)

Her Name Was Neda: A Generational Chance for Freedom

by Rep. Thaddeus G. McCotter (R-MI)


Her name was Neda. In Farsi, it means “the voice.” True to her name, she loved music; sought freedom; and she’s dead – shot down in the streets by the Iranian regime’s state sanctioned murderers. She must not have died in vain.

Today, Iranians and Americans face a generational chance for freedom – one that ensures a rogue regime’s implosion prevents a nuclear confrontation.

Regrettably, our president’s “post-American” foreign policy presumes talk can thaw the murderous mullahs’ hearts and attain a “grand bargain” for peace in our time; consequently, while Iranians demanded their freedom from a barbarous regime, the president vapidly opined: “It is up to Iranians to make decisions about who Iran’s leaders will be… We respect Iranian sovereignty.” (more…)

‘Gran Torino’ Conservatives

by Rep. Thaddeus G. McCotter (R-MI)

We live amid a chaotic age. 

As with the Age of Industrialization’s dawning, this Age of Globalization’s advent is a time of promise and peril, wherein many Americans’ cherished way of life is being “creatively destroyed” by a tsunami of merciless changes seemingly beyond control.  The very concept of a sovereign nation-state is besieged by the discordant forces of disorder – and without order, there is no justice or freedom for the people. 

In most American lifetimes, only societal tumult of the late Sixties and early Seventies is comparable, if not equivalent.  Then, it was the “Destructive Generation” (as David Horowitz has termed the Hippy-Boomers) who assailed our nation’s traditional cultural, political and economic institutions.  Out of this madness arose a hero to restore order, justice and liberty:  Detective Harry Callahan. 

Stripping away the character’s now clichéd Byronic veneer of an alienated anti-hero, Detective Callahan was at heart a harkening to the traditional Irish beat cop.  The beat was different, but the challenges – imposing order upon disorder – were not.  A deeply conservative figure for his times, it was no accident that Detective Callahan served as a law enforcement officer in San Francisco, the time period’s epitome of societal disorder and cultural disintegration.  Here, in the radical New Left’s psychedelic citadel, “Dirty Harry” Callahan made his stand for tradition and the imposition of order to secure justice and freedom for law-abiding citizens.   (more…)

“C-List” Casting Call: Will Hollywood Conservatives Come Out to Play?

by Rep. Thaddeus G. McCotter (R-MI)

Dear Prudence, Won’t You Come Out to Play?

During the Beatles’ 1968 spiritual sojourn to India, the Maharishi Mahesh Yogi’s more corporeal quest for “oneness” with his female acolytes quickly disillusioned John Lennon. As was his wont, Lennon tooled the clay-footed sage in the jaunty Sexy Sadie then sauntered about the ashram for other inspiration. Following his muse, he knocked on the hut of Mia Farrow’s shy sister, Prudence. Alas, the lass wouldn’t open up for him. Nevertheless, while this bird hadn’t flown her coop, she did move Lennon to pen:

Dear Prudence, won’t you come out to play?
Dear Prudence, meet the brand new day
The sun is up, the sky is blue
It’s beautiful and so are you
Dear Prudence, won’t you come out to play?

Today, at this crucible of American history, Congressional Republicans call upon Big Hollywood’s “C-List” of cloistered conservatives to come out to play.

It’s Beautiful and So Are You

True, the Congressional Republicans rapping at your doors aren’t standing in the clothes that we once wore: our majority was emaciated by electoral liposuction; our bold re-branding initiative put speed freaks to sleep; and our approval rating nose-dived faster than Bozo on a bender.

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