It will be a cold day in hell before it's hugs and kisses

The campaign for the U.S. presidency has been over for almost three weeks. In its place we now have something called the "fiscal cliff". Apparently, unless the Democrats and Republicans kiss and make up, we are all going over the cliff ala Butch Cassidy and The Sundance Kid in the movie of the same name.

As for a love affair developing between conservatives and liberals I would offer the following:

That'll be the day when liberals win the argument about raising taxes with conservatives. They can talk until they are blue in the face but it will be forever and a day before conservatives agree that you can crank the engine until the cows come home, but it won't start without fuel.

In dealing with the conservatives, liberals might be well advised to use the Groucho Marx dialogue in the 1933 movie Duck Soup:
"I could dance with you till the cows come home. Better still, I'll dance with the cows and you come home."

At the end of the day when all is said and done, liberals and conservatives dance to the beat of a different drummer. It will be a cold day in hell before it's hugs and kisses (XOXO).

As for the fiscal cliff, hold on tight and hope it will be a soft landing! If not, in the words of the Sundance Kid, "Oh, shit...".