No sir, I have never noticed myself, that there is anything the DUmmies in that intestinally-processed-food cesspool do not complain, whine, or harp about.
I am sure the DUmmies would gripe about a cure for cancer.
[I am sure the DUmmies would gripe about a cure for cancer.]
Furthermore, we could produce George W. Bush on tape, single-handedly curing cancer, AIDS, the common cold, hangnails, and bringing about world peace, and the DUmmies would complain that it was all a photo op, that he didn't do it soon enough, or in the right way, blahblahblah.