What Has America Become?

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Short and to the point…

The Awakening!

Book of Obama Chapter 9

All through the first year of The Anointed One the people of the land did grumble.

"You are spending too much!"
"Increasing the debt!"
"The jobs are gone, make more!"
"The banks will fail again!"
"The car companies will fail!"
"HEALTH CARE!"

And did The Anointed One listen to the people of the land?  No He did not.  For He was told by Pelosi the Loud and Reid the Inept that they can do what they want, for the people will forget.

So while all through the Summer of Discord,. while tempers ran wild, The Anointed One just plowed forward with His own New Deal.

"We will push it through Congress!" The Anointed One shouted to His staff.  "We will force this on the people."  And the Progressives did laugh.

"We will change the nation, turn it into Europe-lite.  By the time We are finished, those idiots in the street will not be able to change it back."

"For Nanny is the name of the New Welfare Plan.  Total Cradle to Grave, We will do to them as well.  I know best, that everyone can see.  My way is the Right Way.  That is what I say it will be!"

All through the summer and into the fall, the warning signs were there for all to see, but The Anointed One became blinded to the truth.

He ignored the disaster of the Olympics, how His city of Chicago was turned down.  Or when He went to campaign for Virginia and Jersey of New, He couldn't turn those races around.

He put on the tears for the victims of Fort Hood, but refused to call it terror.
He ignored the Christmas bomber, it upset His plans for golf and fun that week.
But when His friend's son received a boo-boo, He ran back as fast as He could.
He partied day and night in the warm Hawaiin sands.

But on the eve of His first year anniversary.  He has received the worst news.
The Fiefdom of the Kennedy's:  Massachusetts has left the color blue.
The Fiefdom that old Joe the Bootlegger bought for his own son.  A piece of land that was the birthplace of the progressive slant.
The land of Harvard (the school The Anointed One attended.), of Barney the Frank and Kerry the Swiftboater, plus other illustrious names.
The Fiefdom of John the Martyr and Teddy the Lecher, both of Camalot fame, did hold court.  Those names plus Tips, remained true in count.

Yet of the day before the anniversary of the anointing by John of Roberts, the Holy Chief of Justice, where He was endowed with the Mantle of Power, did the news break unto Him.  His party just lost the Fiefdom of Massachusetts, and may never get it back.

There goes the New Deal for the Nation.  The Nanny must go!  The people have turned against us.  Our seats will be given to another.  The people have spoken in Massachusetts, a Fiefdom so blue it was nearly black.  The Kennedys don't run this Fiefdom any more.  The people have taken it back!

"We are fed up with your nanny, spending and lies.  You promised us openness on C-SPAN!  You said no smoke-filled rooms, transparency.  Yet you haven't delivered these.  What we want is good government.  Lower taxes, more jobs, less waste, less debt.  We didn't get that.  We want to feel safe when we fly.  Yet we don't feel safer too.  You treat those who cause harm to us like the common criminal.  Giving them rights they are not entitled to, setting them upon our shore.

For all these reasons and more, we have chosen our new champion Brown of the Body Politic.  He is our champion.  He is our Redeemer!"

The Anointed One reeled in horror.  He was the chosen.  He wore the Mantle of Power.  He was the one they had to worship.  He would see to it that the people would have this nanny nation to live on.

But it is too late for the false Messiah He has become, His oration will fail.  For the people of the nation have awakened.  Now they will just count the days to the next election where they can correct the mistake they made in 08!

Dedicated to the late Roger W. Gardner of Radarsite.  Massachusetts was his home state!

RIP Art Clokey

Who was Art Clokey?  If you ever watched Gumby or Davey and Goliath then American Culture
you have watched his work.

Art Clokey, the creator of the greenish clay figure Gumby, died on Friday at his home in Los Osos, Calif. He was 88 years old. Clokey and his wife Ruth were trailblazers in stop motion clay animation.

Animation has made giant leaps forward in terms of special effects since the heyday of Gumby, a figure cut from clay and stiffened with wire. And this year was a particularly thrilling time for animation, with such movies as “Up,” “Ponyo,” “Coraline,” “Fantastic Mr. Fox” and “The Princess and the Frog.”

However, Gumby and his horse companion Pokey remind us that the true power of animation rests not in computers or gadgetry–but in stories and character. Animation is the art of bringing something to life. Gumby had character. Like The Velveteen Rabbit, that’s what made him real. He was a protean figure–springing from clay, and with the ability to change shape, which made him a kind of a superhero, the ultimate toy, and maybe a symbol to kids still firming up the outlines of their own lives. And the fact that he literally fought against squares–the Blockheads–endeared him to children who would grow up to be adult Baby Boomers and Gen Xers.

Gumby was made various ways over the years; at one point Clokey said the eyes were made from ping pong balls and the pupils from black photo paper; later, he made them from white clay discs and red beads.

Read the full story here.

 For many of us Gumby, Pokie, Davie and Goliath were good stories that our parents approved us watching (what ever one's faith).

It is a shame that the message that a show like Davey and Goliath promoted should be rejected by today's Hollywood celebrities and ridiculed by them instead.

Davey & Goliath: The Winner

Mulligan Stew

America has been called the Great Melting Pot for generations. But that analogy is wrong. We are not a melting pot, but a Mulligan Stew. Mulligan stew is a kind of dish said to have been prepared by hobos in camps in the early 1900s. Usually, it includes meat, potatoes, vegetables, and whatever else can be found. The hobo who put it together was known as the "mulligan mixer".

This is a very good analogy of the culture of the United States. We tend to want all people to conform to a set ideal of what an American should be and eat, but instead we find that each group takes the best from what America gives and returns the favor with their best.

As each immigrant group as entered the nation, the nation grew and expanded. Each group added another flavor to the stew.

The base of the American Mulligan Stew is simple:

1 large dash of liberty.
1 heaping handful of freedom.
1 Constitution.

Each immigrant group then added to these ingredients. They brought their faiths, their drive for a better life, their cultures and foods. Thus the Stew was formed and set to simmering.

There were times when the stew seemed to dissolve. When a group's flavor was not admitted to the pot. Those were lean times for the stew, its flavor was flat and unappetizing. When the nation corrected the mistake, the flavor became alive.

This stew isn't assimilation, but recognition. It is allowing each group their distinctive flavor while the rest of us join in the feast. That is why Pizza, Tacos and Bagels are as American as Apple Pie.

American culture has benefited from legal immigration with a society based on the fundamentals of freedom. It is our Freedoms that set our stew apart from other nations' stews. It is why immigrants from each nation of the world come to America to join in the feast.

But we cannot allow rampant immigration either. We do not have the resources for the whole world to live here. We cannot allow people to flaunt the law in our faces and demand a place at the table when they haven't followed the laws in the first place. We cannot allow unrestricted immigration into our nation. We have to set limits.

Immigrants coming into this nation must conform to the basic recipe of the nation's stew. They must want to obey our laws, live in harmony with others and rejoice in our freedoms. They cannot say they want a bigger share of the stew pot, a special consideration for their culture, their flavor.

Legal immigration is the foundation of the flavors of our national stew. It is the spice of the nation's soul. To encourage illegal immigration of any group would be to upset the spice of the basic recipe. Illegal immigration upsets the balance of the nation. It gives one group of immigrants more rights then other groups and changes the flavor of our society. It goes against the basic fundamentals of the nation in obeying the laws of the land. And it encourages more people to flaunt the law and cross over the borders.

Amnesty for illegal immigrants is a bad idea. It will not raise the wages of workers, it will not raise the standards of education, it will not add to the American Mulligan Stew. It will encourage more and more people to just come to the US with the hope and knowledge that they too will eventually be given amnesty.

The time has come to say to the world that we will not allow an tidal wave of people to enter the US and flaunt our laws and culture. We have set limits, and those limits on immigration must be adhered to. American culture would be poorer if it wasn't for immigrants and their cultures. And our Mulligan Stew would be bland and flavorless without the input from other cultures.