The day after
Well, our worst nightmare has come to pass.
It’s now "the day after."
Tuesday, Nov. 4, 2008, is a date which will live in infamy, coining FDR’s famous phrase.
And, we wake up to the startling realization that Americans in their infinite stupidity have placed the future of our republic in the hands of a glib, cocky know-it-all with no experience who likes to hang out with terrorists and racists.
Americans have elected a Socialist with deep ties to cultural and ethnocentric radicalism.
From his associations with Jeremiah Wright, Louis Farrakhan, Father Donald Fleager and Frank Marshall Davis we glean his preference for a hard-left, socialist agenda.
Indeed, his ideals pose a greater threat to American liberty than that of any other elected president in our republic’s history.
I categorize Obama’s supporters and those who voted for him in the following way: Communists/socialists/terrorists; people with a perpetual penchant for a handout who believe the world owes them something and who are permanently on the dole; and those too stupid to see through the rhetoric.
There were, of course, those who voted for him just to prove they weren’t racists even though there were enough valid reasons to vote otherwise.
Why should we believe Barack Obama when puts his hand on a Bible and takes that oath on Jan. 20, 2009, to "support and defend the Constitution of the United States against all enemies, foreign and domestic" and to "bear true faith and allegiance to the same" when he has never honored that oath in the past?
Obama seeks, as he put it in one interview, to "break free from the essential constraints that were placed by the Founding Fathers in the Constitution." Especially as those constraints limit "redistribution."
It’s not usual after an election for the candidates to issue conciliatory statements calling for unity.
George W. Bush did it in 2004, reaching out to those others who hadn’t voted for him.
Not surprisingly, Obama did no such thing.
The closest he came was saying, "I may not have won your vote tonight, but ... I will be your president, too."
I hate to disappoint him, but he is not now and never will be, my president.
His views are antithetical to mine.
Over the last six months I’ve done a lot of research on this man, Barack Hussein Obama, and what I’ve discovered troubles me greatly.
Recently, I outlined the reasons not to vote for him and I still believe those reasons to be valid.
His resume is paper thin, yet he attracts crowds of adoring, zombie-like, mesmerized followers who don’t care to look behind the fancy rhetoric to find the true message being imparted.
They are so enthralled by his facade it’s impossible for them to see the distressing mask lurking behind all the pretty, hypnotic words.
Equally as distressing is the number of apparently rational adults who voted for the party of death; the party of deception; the party of defeat; the party of redistribution; the party of hypocrisy; the party of power at all costs.
There was a time when being a Democrat in Texas was something of which to be proud.
Today, however, even as Barack Hussein Obama admits, there are no moderate Democrats left in Congress, and there are darn few in Texas.
We had best prepare for an assault on our freedom of speech, our guns and our wealth as they will target each, all in the name of "fairness" of course.
It’s difficult to swallow the notion that more than half of the citizens who voted in this election have elected the worst kind of charlatan.
It’s a sad indictment of our citizenry that some are so willing to ignore his innumerable faults, his radical roots and associations, extreme liberalism and total lack of experience or achievement.
Today, at least 55,805,197 Americans are rightfully concerned for the future of our republic’s great tradition of freedom and liberty while some 63,007,791 Americans have been duped under high-sounding expressions of "hope and change" into can be best described as "cult worship" and delusional deception.
It should be the desire of every caring American to fly their flag upside down for the next four years.
God forbid it should be necessary for eight.