Fundamentally Changed – Our Progressive Nation
Socialist liberals take heart. You are winning… for now. (This will change in January of ’13)
It came to my attention this morning that the old, tired class structure of the United States has changed in the last couple of years to a more global one.
Globally speaking, in South American banana republics, for example, there are two classes. Those who have money, and those who do not. For the ones who do not…in need of meat and drink, there is always a coconut tree handy. It’s a little harder in the United States where coconut trees do not thrive in the heartland.
Traditionally, and this is the meat of my article, in the United States, we have always had three distinct classes….
- Those who work
- Those who seek work
- Those who don’t work, never have worked, and never will work
Today, thanks to the Obama philosophy, we have only two classes…
- Those who work
- Those who don’t work
The Labor Day celebration is a perfect illustration. ABC news reporterette, Cheri Preston said, in an apologetic tone, (paraphrased) Friday, “For those still working, Monday is the Labor Day holiday.”
Right. Yes…for those still working. It’s the return of the “forgotten man” syndrome. Buddy can you spare a (used to be dime) fiverr so I can go fetch a cup of cappuccino?
Thank you very much President Obama and the democrat congress. Banana anyone?
Only Devastation Remains After Obamacanes Strikes U.S.
Mark Levin said something the other evening that reminded me once again that politics in these United States is not like a football game or auto race any longer. It’s survival. In the wake of Obama you have only utter destruction.
It started me thinking that it’s like Obama has unleashed a dozen Hurricane Katrinas or “Obamacanes”on a mostly good, trusting civilization.
For many of us times are tight with no end in sight. We have paid the ultimate price for relinquishing our duty. The time for the Tea Party was before McCain. Halfheartedly we allowed the Republicans, however they managed to do it, to put us in the moderate mode over a number of years. The price we paid was the ascendancy of the lurking progressive liberal menace.
Now the country is in a shambles and a wreck and no one is saying, “Now they will see how bad liberalism is.”
They don’t see. They are incapable of seeing. Do you see?
The price we pay is no jobs, no health insurance, no dental insurance, no vision insurance, bad mortgages, bad marriages…A new generation of despair. We’re more likely to die of a simple tooth infection than any time in our lifetimes. Chances are that the inevitable rise in mortality is already factored into to the “free” Obamacare that we’re paying for but will likely never receive.
The trillion dollars already spent has vanished like Dixie dew in the late morning sun. Of the trillion, how much went to the bureaucracy, scammers, unions, special interests, socialist organizations, and friends of democrats before a dime was seen on a real projects like country three lane roads, rarely used? We’ll likely never know. But we knew it would happen before a dime was allocated.
Frankly, we’re having to play catchup now after the cow is out of the barn. Did it really have to get this bad before we awoke from our doze? I guess so.
If you think it’s bad now, just wait. Obama and his minions will proceed with a scorched earth policy. It has been predicted. They will salt the wells on their way out. We’ll look back fondly and chuckle at the departing days of Clinton when his people only stole the W’s off the keyboards.
When we tarried in our vigil, we sewed the wind, and now we reap the whirlwind. It’s a sorry mess, I have to tell you.
The upside is that we will rebuild the nation, and in time it will prosper and be greater than before. But tough times are ahead. Tough, tough times.
In their quest for power, the progressives have sewed their own wind, and it will lead to a hundred year drought for their kind. We might not live to see it, but as the eyes of Americans slowly open, the future will be a rough place for socialists. The stories we leave for the children and their children will ensure this.
Even now, in the midst of destruction you can sniff freedom in the air, the salt tang of a new wind blowing.
The liberals take heart that conservatives haven’t chosen the one yet. But they mistake our reticence for a lack of leadership. What they fail to accept is that any one of ours is worth ten of theirs. It’s not that we don’t have confidence in the GOP candidates. It’s that for the first time, the WHOLE team is singing our songs. It’s a deluge of conservatism… A delicious smorgasbord of choices… A tsunami of conservatism.
We like ALL of the people running for president, for the least of them is better than we have ever had before. Hark back to 1996 when Dole was shoved down our conservative throats, and 2008 with McCain. Compassionate conservatism. Moderation in politics. Oh, but it’s a different day now. It’s our day.
Even as we see our personal and financial walls crumbling, we look to a better day. Hang on. Hang on. Don’t give up. The conservative century is coming.
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Obama Takes A Vacation Slurps Wine at Martha’s Vineyard
I continue to be astounded that folks on the left would be mad at the president for taking some well earned time off from the campaign trail.
Did not President Bush take vacations? Did not President Reagan take vacations?
The left should volunteer to go on to the back of the bus and let the poor man alone.
On the other side of the aisle, aside from a few folks running for president on our side, nobody over here is hollering for president Obama to keep working. The more vacation the better, we cry. Take the next two years off. Jeez.
I’d like to offer and illustrative photo below that demonstrates in the insect world what’s going on in the liberal world…. Observe…
This is an actual photo of a Trichogramma Wasp preparing to lay her eggs on a caterpillar. When she completes her delicate mission, you’ll find a whole slew of little white wasp egg babies pinned onto the body of the worm. Over time the little wasp babies will slurp up all the innards of the worm and the worm will shrivel and die. Mission completed!
The more elite gardeners all know about the Trichogramma Wasp. They use them to remove the pesty tomato chewing worms from the garden politic. Well, actually, they don’t use them so much as hope one comes along to do the job. You can’t force a Trichogramma Wasp to do anything she doesn’t want to do.
The way the blessed one (El Presidente Obama) looks at the country is much like the way the Trichogramma Wasp sees a crawly tasty catalpa worm. He left his stinger in the heart of the nation a couple of years ago. His work is done.
When a man’s work is done, he just naturally goes to Martha’s Vineyard for his well earned rest…on the company dime, if he can, and Obama can.
Come 2013, and if he elects to go to Martha’s Vineyard, he will have to go on his dime. Why not take advantage of the company expense account while he can?
It has made perfect sense to me nearly from the beginning. Can you see the sense of it?
I look forward to the permanent retirement of Obama to Martha’s Vineyard, his work done. That’s when we’ll learn the rest of the story. We know the man is just this side of a Marxist. Gosh knows he has all the commie associations. And we know the man can’t keep his trap shut for more than five minutes. When his work is done, we’re going to see the REAL Obama for the first time.
When the teleprompter comes off, the man comes on, and you’ll be amazed at his world views. I won’t. Maybe you won’t. But many will, if they are paying any attention, and if the electricity is still on.
In the meantime, leave the man alone. Let the man slurp his wine in peace. Jeez!
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Speaking of wine. Forget wine. Grape Jelly is where it’s at!
