Talking with a Liberal is a lot like driving a nail through your hand with a shoe. It’s pointless, painful and produces absolutely no satisfaction. One of my best friends is quite the Lib, although like most Liberals he denies being Leftist, Liberal or even a Democrat. It’s exasperating to have a political discussion with him because of all the things I dare not say for fear of jeopardizing an otherwise terrific long term relationship.
He likes Obama because he’s a good communicator and ignores everything else that might imperil this belief. That’s about as one-dimensional as women in the 90’s who voted for Bill Clinton “because he’s cute”. In both instances it’s a dangerously miopic way to look at a candidate for the highest office in the land and part of the reason our ’ship of state’ is closing rapidly on a shallow reef. As I’ve said before, to my ear Barry-O is a dime store preacher; a snake oil salesman who scrambles onto his soap box and gives the crowd a highly animated show, all the while saying, basically, nothing. Whenever he dismounts to grace us with a bit of substance, he frequently plunges his foot so deeply into his mouth he could perform a tonsillectomy with his big toe. Evidence his comment about children being a “punishment” rather than seeing them as a blessing or, at worst, an unplanned consequence for a pair of overly glandular people. Of course, my good friend was unaware of that remark and, even though he worships at the altar of precise language, saw no difference between the concepts of punishment and consequence. It’s a wonder he doesn’t suffer from a cement phobia because he thought he was being punished every time he tripped and fell as a kid, instead of understanding it was simply the consequence of running too carelessly. Bad sidewalk!
After public disclosure of his Pastor’s tirades at The Church of What’s Happenin’ Now and Barry’s other unsavory relationships…like most Liberals, Progressives, Centrists, Moderates, Independents or whatever handle they’ll actually admit to…my friend thought the diversionary speech he delivered was brilliant and inspiring.
The talk from the mountain top offered by Barack Hussein Obama was supposed to be an explanation of his association with several nefarious characters, including The Wrong Reverend Wright. It was, also, supposed to distance him from these thugs. A few [who must have heard a different speech than the rest of us] hailed it as “Lincolnesque”, more historic than King’s “I Have A Dream” speech and comparable to the rhetoric of John F. Kennedy. It was none of these things. What it was, was an exercise in finger pointing instead of an explanation. It was a one-sided history of race relations according to Obama instead of his announcement of an end to these more than questionable relationships.
At the end of the day, the hateful statements of his ’spiritual advisors’ and his friendship with vermin like Louis Farrakhan, Tony Rezko and William Ayers really don’t matter. What does matter is that defense of them demonstrates the consistently bad judgment of Barack Obama. His current inaction, and failure to abandon these associations a long time ago, indicate flawed decision making ability and a frightening perspective of right and wrong, good and evil. After 20 years, if he really didn’t know about the despicable belief systems of these people, he has other problems that surpass even his poor judgment. None of these are qualities America can afford to have in a President or even in a Junior Senator.
If those who voted for Barry-O in the primaries had a second chance I wonder if they would continue to listen with a deaf ear, like my close, misguided friend…or would better judgment prevail and lead them to demand a quality candidate who represents their beliefs instead of promoting his own agenda? Only time may give us the answer.
R.S.F.
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