James Lee, the man who held hostages at The Discovery Channel building in Virginia until shot dead by police, was animated by concern for the Earth, for the goddess Gaia, spurred on by the mindless insanities of Al Gore. James Lee gave his life that no more babies be born to despoil the environment, and was enraged that the Discovery Channel did not carry more programming about the coming global warming catastrophe. James Lee was an environmentalist, and like a good many environmentalists who burn down housing developments in the dead of night and kill scientists and other innocent people in the name of environmentalism, James Lee CARED.

Confess we’re all on James Lee’s side

We want our perfect world, and now

We try the filth and dirt to hide

Behind a careworn furrowed brow

I’d like a world where children laugh

Instead of crying in their sleep

I’d like to write the epitaph

Of tyrants killing men like sheep

I’d like to see whom we elect

Work hard for us and not themselves

Who do the job that we expect

Not scoop the good stuff off the shelves

I’d like to see us reach the stars

And banish poverty for all

Why stop at Luna or at Mars

Cannot you hear the star fields call?

We can do better if we try

We can be more than we have been

There is no step that is too high

Indifference the only sin

Wall Street is turning against President Obama, the man they supported overwhelmingly in 2008. From 70% of all Wall Street donations to Democrats in 2008 to 32% of all donations to Democrats in 2010, Wall Street has shown it has now seen the face of Barack Obama and they don’t like it. They don’t like the new Financial bill, and they don’t like the Democrats’ resumption of the class warfare theme portraying Wall Street as the villain. Obama believes he has been stabbed in the back by his Wall Street friends. But that’s because Obama is incapable of believing anything he does has consequences. 

Why did you stab him in the back

They asked me many times

And though they put me on the rack

I can’t confess my crimes

For loyalty’s a sometime thing

And honesty a curse

For what does blind devotion bring

But harsh ride in a hearse

I see no wrong in what I’ve done

You truly have no case

We thought him the Anointed One

But now we’ve seen his face

Lebanon is careening toward civil war again, this time between muslim factions, Iranian backed Hezbollah and a Syrian backed militia called Al-Abash. Street fighting is taking place as Syria attempts to regain control of Lebanon, taken over by Iran and Hezbollah a few years ago. But there is more at stake here than Lebanon. Syria is showing it is back in the game, and is the Sunni regional power that all other Sunni states in the region can rally around as Iran flexes its muscles. With the Obama administration committed to surrender, the region is trembling, waiting for the match to light the fuse. The seeds of war have been sown, and will very soon be reaped.

In Lebanon street battles rage

As Hezbollah exits the stage

And Syria resumes control

And Sunni gangs now do patrol

The very streets the Shiites thought

Were theirs and so they were distraught

To find themselves again at war

With Sunnis who would like the score

To be reversed to favor them

But who will rule that little gem?

The seeds of war are sprouting fast

The wakeful know the die is cast

Iman Rauf has said Ground Zero is not hallowed ground, all in keeping with the claim of the Imam and the New York Times and Barack Obama that the building of a Victory Mosque dedicated to the bravery of Mohammad Atta and his equally brave muslim colleagues who flew airplanes into the World Trade Center buildings and killed three thousand Americans is an essential ingredient in the American policy of freedom of religion. Their view is that the building of a mosque any place and for any reason is protected by the Constitution. It matters not to them that building a mosque at ground zero will be hailed in the muslim world as a great victory over the Great Satan; indeed, to Obama and the Democrats and the New York Times, victory over the Great Satan is a condition greatly to be desired. But what of reciprocity? Can a Christian church be built anywhere in any muslim country? Can carrying a Bible land you in jail in Saudi Arabia? Why is it my hallowed ground is fair game, but your hallowed ground is off limits?

Why is it that my hallowed ground

Is yours to give or spread around

But only to your confrerees

Who do to others as they please

And since The Other swings from trees

And uses words like dem and dese

That gives you license to berate

And sneer at our benighted state

One day an Imam sought to build

A mosque on land gullied and hilled

Beneath the land were limestone caves

Above a sign said Jesus Saves

He built his mosque but sadly found

You should not build on hollowed ground

2010 is a tipping point year. The results of the primaries Tuesday showed the Tea Party is about to become a real political party, gaining strength at every turn, driven by one overarching idea, the idea that the government is broken and needs fixing. The last time this happened was in the 1850s when the just formed Republican Party, whose one overarching idea was the abolition of slavery, saw that idea draw people from both political parties, but particularly from the Whigs, who were subsumed into the Republican Party and disappeared. It is time now for the Republican establishment to disappear under the swelling voices of those who do not like either party very much, and who want real hope and change, not the Marxist kind, and not the country club kind. The Republican Party is changing, involuntarily it is true, but changing nonetheless. The name may remain, but in 2012 the nominee of the Republican Party will be a small government get off my back Tea Partier.

We’re at a time when all the bigs

Who sit in their palatial digs

Hauling loot in diesel rigs

Laughing, grinning, dancing jigs

Should know that their nice lifelong gigs

Are due to have one of those zigs

That cause these fattened oily pigs

To join the late lamented Whigs

We all remember that old commercial about the roach motel, where the roaches check in but they never check out. Islam is the same. Apostasy is punishable by death. Once a muslim, always a muslim, so sayeth the Holy Quran. Which brings us to President Obama, who was born muslim, raised muslim, and now says he is an apostate, having renounced Islam and converted to Christianity. Luckily for Obama the muslims regard him as muslim still, and one of their own. Had the muslims thought otherwise the president would have been paid a visit by someone guided by holy writ.

The turbaned iman said come in

His swarthy features wreathed in grin

We welcome you to paradise

Come join with all the gals and guys

Who have accepted Allah’s will

Whose words in heathens quite instill

The fear that God will strike them down

As noble Atta struck the crown

Of western arrogance and greed

Oh how I love to see them bleed

What’s that you say, you’ve changed your mind

I do not mean to be unkind

But once a Muslim always so

In truth you have nowhere to go

For Allah says that we must slay

All those who do not choose to stay

With great regret then you must die

For we were friends sir you and I

But we must bend to Allah’s will

In death you will be Muslim still

The recent elections in Australia turned out the ruling Labor party elected the Liberal candidate, overturning all the pundits who predicted a Labor victory. (To the confusion of all, the Australian Liberal party is the equivalent of the American Republican party, and to be confused at all with liberals or liberalism.) These results follow on similar results in Western Europe that saw the Left lose power to the conservative parties, particularly in Germany. The political course is rightward throughout the civilized west, except in the United States, where Obama is trying to make us into another failed socialist state like Greece or Portugal. But the trend is clear, and the elections in Oz only prove the point.

We love our Oz, for Oz, it gives

Such lovely vibes, all positives

The stations, sheep, the racing horse

The stalwart men, the girls of course

The land of law and honor codes

The bright star of the Antipodes

United Nations inspectors now concede Iran has enough nuclear material for two bombs, and that means they likely have enough for six, with more on the way. In a very few months Iran will test a bomb and announce themselves a Nuclear Power, the announcement coinciding with the withdrawal of all United States forces from Iraq and the abandonment of the Gulf by the Obama administration to the tender mercies of the Iranian mullahs who have sworn to kill every Jew in Israel as soon as they are able to do so. So what happens when the Iranian bomb arrives? The Sunni Gulf states will have to arm with nukes themselves or seek accommodation with the new king on the block. What will Israel do? Israel will not go quietly, and Iran will go before Israel goes. It does look good.

From the head of the Gulf

To the Straits of Hormuz

The ships ply their trade

Fearing the lighted fuse

As the Mullahs grow bold

And the Yanks pack and leave

The Sunnis fear now

There will be no reprieve

For the region at large

Waiting for the big hit

Now the question will be

Do we fight or submit

Everyone believes World War 2 was won in May and August 1945, but they are wrong. World War 2 was won on 28 May, 1940, when Prime Minister Winston Churchill delivered the greatest speech of his career, persuading the War Cabinet that Britain must continue the fight against Hitler regardless of cost. That speech won World War 2, for it is difficult to see how the war could have been won without England as an unsinkable aircraft carrier and base for the invasion. Lord Halifax and others were all for making peace with Hitler, but Churchill alone saw the impossibility of living with such a peace. How difficult it would be for Churchill to return these seventy years later and see the sad state of the Britain he led so proudly, the sad state of a weakling and truckling under to a ragtag third world Islam West that defied Hitler and later Stalin. He would not recognize the place.

One now gets the sense

These many years hence

That Churchill, were he to return

Would not know the place

But show a brave face

With nary a frown to discern

But deep down inside

He’d know there’s no pride

In Britain like he surely had

The Muslims now cry

All the gentiles must die

And the burqua the latest new fad

Politicians vote no

On the army and so

With the ships and the planes put to rest

The country he left

Is now weak and bereft

Of the means to meet any new test

The Britain he knew

The proud and the few

Is gone, and would leave him quite sad

But his mood would not sour

He’d had his finest hour

And he’d scowl and say Damn but I’m mad!

Then he’d chomp his cigar

Seeing now just how far

His country had managed to fall

Then he’d walk with a sigh

Wave a grateful goodbye

To the men who had given their all

The Reverend Franklin Graham, Billy’s son, has said he believes the President when Obama says he has renounced Islam and accepted Jesus Christ. Graham believes this because Obama said so. This is what Graham said:

I think the president’s problem is that he was born a Muslim, his father was a Muslim. The seed of Islam is passed through the father like the seed of Judaism is passed through the mother. He was born a Muslim, his father gave him an Islamic name. Now it’s obvious that the president has renounced the prophet Mohammed, and he has renounced Islam, and he has accepted Jesus Christ. That’s what he says he has done. I cannot say that he hasn’t. So I just have to believe that the president is what he has said. The Islamic world sees the president as one of theirs.

Exactly. The Islamic world sees Obama as one of theirs, and they have reason to believe so. Barack Hussein Obama is Muslim, as my Norwegian forbears were Lutheran and my Bavarian forbears were Catholic.

The most beautiful sound in the world

Is the call to morning prayer

So sayeth B. Hussein

In Cairo without care

The Imams smile and smirk

They can’t see what’s the fuss

They wink and whisper low

He’s clearly one of us

It’s not the Muslim faith

Who cares he won’t eat pork

But put a victory mosque

In Manhattan New York?

He tried to sell us on

His bogus Christian views

By sitting twenty years

In Wright’s race baiting pews

We know just what he is

Chameleon, colors change

All things to everyone

The facts he’ll rearrange

But we will all survive

We’ve seen his like before

He’s wakened up the crowd

He’ll soon be out the door