Pollyanna is dead. Put a fork in her, she's toast. I'll go so far as to say that I can count on one hand the number of Republican Congressmen who will have the guts to stand up and say to the new president Obama, "All the problems in this country were NOT caused by George W. Bush, so get over yourself, get off the campaign soapbox, and get busy trying to 'stay in the center' of your political policies - a new and no doubt uncomfortable position for you." You'll get used to it, though, with the adoring throngs tossing rose petals before your feet and dousing your chair in the Oval Office with talcum powder.
The phoney-ness of the Obama rhetoric still rings in my ears. Didn't all you Clevelanders hear it? Silly me, how could you over the "O-BA-MA, O-BA-MA, O-BA-MA" chanting. I'm talking about the 99+% Cuyahoga County and Cleveland precincts that produced Obama-only votes. There were some precincts (I don't remember how many exactly now) who had Zero votes for John McCain.
Cut the crap! The race was about RACE and there's no way to cover that up. The B-S that Obama represented 'hope' and 'change' was just outright code for
"We have finally have a black candidate running for President of the United States and there's no way we're going to let his training, his education, his community activism, his church affiliations, his professional and personal associations, his anti-white, anti-American .... in general, anything suspect in Obama's past, make any difference in our voting preference."
Nobody cared about the rest of us who wanted to see a black become president. They just wanted THIS guy. There were other good black pols to run, but maybe they weren't as pliable as this one.
You who voted for him just drank the Obama Kool-aid. I will have just as much sympathy for your post-Obama experiences as you will for mine.
You Bush-haters, you who couldn't bother educating yourselves about the dangers of electing a severely liberal person to the presidency of the United States will be dragging me down with you. Don't cry for me, Cleveland! You will have been delivered by your own folly.
"Obama represents the future," as a reason to vote for him, says "stupid" on so many levels I can't even begin to count them. Let's start with: William Ayers, Jeremiah Wright, the ghost of Saul Alinsky, FL-D Lewis, Sean Penn, Khalidi, Reszko, none of them could touch the O-Man, couldn't make the light to shine upon him and make him legit.
None of you cared. This is what happens when you smoke whatever it is you smoked before you pulled the lever, poked the chad, touched the screen.
I'll bet someone's been tapped to design a new American flag, one with orange lines instead of red-and-white strips, and 57 stars on a blue background, with one over-sized white star... why, here's an example, my rendition of the new U.S. flag.
(Don't snark, People, the Muslims re-did the American flag for their October 12, 2008 parade in NYC!)
I have never been accused of being the shiniest pebble on the beach (deservedly so) but I have been doing my homework. I read, listened to Obama speak - didn't need Fox News or ABC News to parse his words, either - then I read some more, listened again, and voila! My choices became clear: Vote for the guy wants to transform America, or the guy who wanted to fix what was wrong. (I've never before voted against someone, but I did this time. Sorry, Senator McCain.)
As soon as Obama took center stage, early in the campaign, when it looked like he was going to be pitted against Hillary Clinton, I could tell that he was being supported, encouraged and lifted up, Yea, Lifted up! on the shoulders of Teddy Kennedy, Nancy Pelosi and maybe even Harry Reid. Obama came out of the blue of Illinois, a pretty face, with a golden sing-song voice, and all the radical training that's needed to convince people that they were really suffering under the uncaring, unsympathetic and greedy Republicans (again, thanks to Saul Alinsky) and the Demo-Extreme-Makeover squad knew they had a RobO-Bama, someone they could manipulate, an empty suit that they could fill up with just enough pandering platitudes to soothe the ignorant masses.
I wish I could say that venting like this makes me feel better. It doesn't. It does, however, serve to remind me that the mission is just beginning.
All over Europe (if you read about Europe, that is) they are preparing to go on, move on, trade on, defend on, without the United States.
Europe sees the hand-writing on the wall, even if liberals Democratic party doesn't.