Posted on 10/23/2010 10:43:37 AM PDT by smoothsailing
Perhaps youre having a tiny last minute qualm about voting Republican. Take heart. And take the House and the Senate. Yes, there are a few flakes of dander in the fair tresses of the GOPs crowning gloryan isolated isolationist or two, a hint of gold buggery, and Christine ODonnell announcing that shes not a witch. (I ask you, has Hillary Clinton ever cleared this up?) Fret not over Republican peccadilloes such as the Tea Party finding the single, solitary person in Nevada who couldnt poll ten to one against Harry Reid. Better to have a few cockeyed mutts running the dog pound than Michael Vick.
I take it back. Using the metaphor of Michael Vick for the Democratic party leadership implies they are people with a capacity for moral redemption who want to call good plays on the legislative gridiron. They arent. They dont. The reason is simple. They hate our guts.
They dont just hate our Republican, conservative, libertarian, strict constructionist, family values guts. They hate everybodys guts. And they hate everybody who has any. Democrats hate men, women, blacks, whites, Hispanics, gays, straights, the rich, the poor, and the middle class.
Democrats hate Democrats most of all. Witness the policies that Democrats have inflicted on their core constituencies, resulting in vile schools, lawless slums, economic stagnation, and social immobility. Democrats will do anything to make sure that Democratic voters stay helpless and hopeless enough to vote for Democrats.
Whence all this hate? Is it the usual story of love gone wrong? Do Democrats have a mad infatuation with the political system, an unhealthy obsession with an idealized body politic? Do they dream of capturing and ravishing representational democracy? Are they crazed stalkers of our constitutional republic?
No. Its worse than that. Democrats arent just dateless dweebs clambering upon the Statue of Liberty carrying a wilted bouquet and trying to cop a feel. Theirs is a different kind of love story. Power, not politics, is what the Democrats love. Politics is merely a way to powers heart. When politics is the technique of seduction, good looks are unnecessary, good morals are unneeded, and good sense is a positive liability. Thus Democrats are the perfect Lotharios. And politics comes with that reliable boost for pathetic egos, a weapon: legal monopoly on force. If persuasion fails to win the day, coercion is always an option.
Armed with the panoply of lawmaking, these moonstruck fools for power go about in a jealous rage. They fear powers charms may be lavished elsewhere, even for a moment.
Democrats hate success. Success could supply the funds for a power elopement. Fire up the Learjet. Flight plan: Grand Cayman. Democrats hate failure too. The true American loser laughs at legal monopoly on force. Hes got his own gun.
Democrats hate productivity, lest production be outsourced to someplace their beloved power cant go. And Democrats also hate us none-too-productive drones in our cubicles or behind the counters of our service economy jobs. Tax us as hard as they will, we modest earners dont generate enough government revenue to dress and adorn the power that Democrats worship.
Democrats hate stay-at-home spouses, no matter what gender or gender preference. Democratic advocacy for feminism, gay marriage, childrens rights, and reproductive choice is simply a way to invade -powers little realm of domestic private life and bring it under the domination of Democrats.
Democrats hate immigrants. Immigrants cant stay illegal because illegality puts immigrants outside the legal monopoly on force. But immigrants cant become legal either. Theyd prosper and vote Republican.
Democrats hate America being a world power because world power gives power to the nation instead of to Democrats.
And Democrats hate the military, of course. Soldiers set a bad example. Here are men and women who possess what, if they chose, could be complete control over power. Yet they treat power with honor and respect. Members of the armed forces fight not to seize power for themselves but to ensure that power can bestow its favors upon all Americans.
This is not an election on November 2. This is a restraining order. Power has been trapped, abused and exploited by Democrats. Go to the ballot box and put an end to this abusive relationship. And lets not hear any nonsense about letting the Democrats off if they promise to get counseling.
P. J. ORourke, a contributing editor to The Weekly Standard, is the author of a new book, Dont Vote: It Just Encourages the Bastards (Atlantic Monthly Press).
Thanks! I’ll check them out.
Here’s one for you:
http://ronbosoldier.blogspot.com/2010/10/god-save-united-states-from-comrade.html
My thesis here is that it’s bad enough that Obama’s ideology is very much like that of “Big Brother” in Orwell’s “1984,” but he’s also a psychopath.
So what we have in Obama is the ultimate totalitarian mindset that seeks only power as a final goal married with a psychopathic personality disorder.
Would that be fair to say?
Yes, I believe so.
Even not taking ideology into account, I see Obama as an angry and delusional man-child who wishes to destroy that with which he disagrees and enslave that which is left.
Would you agree that he’s just the man to start a civil war?
I know from personal experience what destruction an ordinary psychopath can do. I grow very afraid when I think of the destruction that a psychopath in high office can do.
Look at Hitler. Clearly a psychopath. Towards the end of the war with the Allies closing the ring, he ordered the destruction of what little was left of Germany.
I see Obama in that league.
Sure, to the extent that he routinely uses class warfare tactics, he encourages anger and resentment. It fits the Alinsky and Cloward-Piven strategies that guide part of his thinking.
Agree.
And if I’m right about Obama being a psychopath who thinks he cannot fail or be punished, he will keep pushing his agenda way beyond the limit, and provoke a blow back that could include impeachment/removal from office/felony trial, or a rebellion and war in the streets.
BTTT!
While walking down the street one day a Corrupt Senator was tragically hit by a car and died.
His soul arrives in heaven and is met by St. Peter at the entrance.”Welcome to heaven,” says St. Peter.
“Before you settle in, it seems there is a problem. We seldom see a high official around these parts, you see, so we're not sure what to do with you.” “No problem, just let me in,” says the Senator..
“Well, I'd like to, but I have orders from the higher ups. What we'll do is have you spend one day in hell and one in heaven. Then you can choose where to spend eternity.” “Really?, I've made up my mind.
I want to be in heaven,” says the Senator. “I'm sorry, but we have our rules.”
And with that, St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down, down to hell.
The doors open and he finds himself in the middle of a green golf course. In the distance is a clubhouse and standing in front of it are all his friends and other politicians who had worked with him.
Everyone is very happy and in evening dress. They run to greet him, shake his hand, and reminisce about the good times they had while getting rich at the expense of the people. They played a friendly game of golf and then dine on lobster, caviar and the finest champagne. Also present is the devil, who really is a very friendly guy who is having a good time dancing and telling jokes. They are all having such a good time that before the Senator realizes it, it is time to go. Everyone gives him a hearty farewell and waves while the elevator rises...The elevator goes up, up, up and the door reopens in heaven where St. Peter is waiting for him, “Now it's time to visit heaven..”
So, 24 hours passed with the Senator joining a group of contented souls moving from cloud to cloud, playing the harp and singing. They have a good time and, before he realizes it, the 24 hours have gone by and St. Peter returns. “Well, then, you've spent a day in hell and another in heaven. Now choose your eternity.”
The Senator reflects for a minute, then he answers: “Well, I would never have said it before, I mean heaven has been delightful, but I think I would be better off in hell.” So St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down, down to hell.. Now the doors of the elevator open and he's in the middle of a barren land covered with waste and garbage. He sees all his friends, dressed in rags, picking up the trash and putting it in black bags as more trash falls from above.
The devil comes over to him and puts his arm around his shoulders.”I don't understand,” stammers the Senator. “Yesterday I was here and there was a golf course and clubhouse, and we ate lobster and caviar, drank champagne, and danced and had a great time. Now there's just a wasteland full of garbage and my friends look miserable.
What happened?”The devil smiles at him and says, “Yesterday we were campaigning, Today, you voted.”
Vote wisely on November 2, 2010
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Note: this topic is from 10/23/2010. Thanks smoothsailing.
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