You can not strengthen the weak, by weakening the strong. You cannot help the wage earner, by pulling down the wage payer. You can not help the poor, by destroying the rich. You can not help men permanently, by doing for them what they could and should do for themselves. (Pres. Lincoln)
To some, this may not be as textured and rich like those main stream bloggers, and no doubt there may be some out there that believe I’m some ya-hoo cracker with four first names…but I guess we can’t all come from socially acceptable places like…uh… Chicago.
For those of us that hadn’t been swept away in the Obama mania, we may have had our bottoms spanked, and I admit under different circumstances that actually might have been strangely titillating, but we need to gird our loins and prepare for the battle for our wallets.
Everyday, like shrieking arrogant magpies, the liberals and radical pundits indoctrinate the sluggards in this country, touting this ilk with the repeating mantra … those well to do white folks should be morally responsible for their life improvement. WWWWWEEELLL, I didn’t take any couch potatoes to raise, and if my wallet is my weapon you’ll have to fight me for it, or pry it from my cold, dead fingers! It’s time these languid spuds quit looking for their government handout and try finding some of the opportunity this country was founded on. I am neither embarrassed nor ashamed to help the genuinely poor, however dogged in my refusal to help the clueless.
There is no speculation or presumption in believing the liberal wish is a population of indigents, anonymous little drones without personal purpose or impetus. There really are people who desperately want a government to run their lives, and we need to buy them a plane ticket to those places that already do that and just maybe, they’ll stop trying to change this one.
As this miscreation of government becomes more avaricious, we see welfare programs disguised as tax cuts, government control camouflaged in stimulant packages and corporate insolvencies. And on and on it goes….until we should beg on the Capital steps.
So then goes the war….but the assault will be insidious. Believe what you will in Obama’s rhetoric, as for me , I believe this…(in the words of george eliot)…. Universal peace is declared, and the foxes have a sincere interest in prolonging the lives of the poultry. Do you know where your wallet is? Obama did afterall, promise change….
