Monthly Archives: November 2013

A Tangled Web

It has emerged that the NSA has been intercepting phone and text messages by the billions, including listening in on German Chancellor Angela Merkel’s iPhone. Obama has apologized to Merkel and promised to never do it again, but can he be believed? I think not. He likes the NSA and what they’re doing. Privately he says they’re the only government agency that really listens.

Oh what a tangled web we weave
When first we practice to receive
All mail and text from mobile phones
Across the world so that our drones
May climb aloft with good Intel
A thing we can’t get from Ma Bell
The down side is we cross our friends
Who then demand we make amends
Obama calls and quite contrite
Insists he’ll set the matter right
Then with a smile hangs up the phone
And orders up another drone

Who Will Bear The Ring?

In The Lord Of The Rings, it is asked, Who Will Bear The Ring, and Frodo says he will, though he does not know the way. Well, I’m getting tired of bearing the Ring, tired of crooked politicians, tired of paying taxes so that others may live a life without toil. I’m sick and tired of a lot of things. And I’m not alone. I would gladly bear the Ring if it led the way to smaller government and greater freedom, two things now in short supply. But who will show the way?

I’m getting tired of all of this
So tired of crooks who baby kiss
With unctuous smiles and greedy hands
No public servants but brigands
My thoughts are filled with bleak despair
My country gone, I know not where
How glad I am that I was born
Into this world at dawning morn
Of what my country would achieve
Of heights that no one could believe
Were possible to mortal man
Accomplished in so short a span
A generation reached the stars
Unlocked the gates, released the bars
That held the world without in thrall
Who joined with us in freedom’s call
That day is done, and now the night
Comes down and closes out the light
The government be master now
We tread in fear of master’s scowl
Where is the knight on shining steed
Where is the savior in our need
No shining knight, no savior comes
We bend the knee, accept the crumbs
I’m getting tired of the whole thing
Who knows the way, who’ll bear the Ring?

The Grand Concept

Obama’s adoring acolytes explain how Obama’s legacy, the destruction of the finest health care system the world has ever seen, was allowed to hit the ground like a rotten tomato. They explain that Obama, he of the soaring intellect, is concerned with Grand Concepts and not the mundane everyday task of making things work. Thus, he outlined the plan and sat back, waiting for it to be born, while he concentrated his enormous talents on other things, like getting the economy going and removing Assad from office in Syria.

Where does the big Grand Concept go?
Why in the Grand Receptacle
With all the other trash by O
That fills the Grand Conceptacle
Obamacare has turned to laughs
We know it’s a Deceptacle
With thanks to all the White House staffs
A wrong from start Preceptacle

The World’s Most Brilliant Man

Valerie Jarrett, President Obama’s chief advisor, recently wrote: “I think Barack knew that he had God-given talents that were extraordinary. He knows exactly how smart he is. .He knows how perceptive he is. He knows what a good reader of people he is. And he knows that he has the ability, the extraordinary, uncanny ability, to take a thousand different perspectives, digest them and make sense out of them, and I think that he has never really been challenged intellectually. So what I sensed in him was not just a restless spirit but somebody with such extraordinary talents that had to be really taxed in order for him to be happy. He’s been bored to death his whole life. He’s just too talented to do what ordinary people do.” I spoke to another woman named Valerie the other day who gushingly said that Barack Obama was the most brilliant man who ever lived, and she was ecstatic that she lived at the same time as he, for there would never be another such brilliance for a thousand years.

And so his brilliance fevered shines
And lights the skies for miles around
He deigns to speak with lesser minds
And loves when someone stands his ground
Life’s problems seem to him so small
The larger picture claims his thought
The mundane interests not at all
And even briefings count for naught
So far above our intellect
What happens is of no concern
He never seems to recollect
What took so many years to learn
God gave him talents none before
Had ever claimed or would again
He knows his lofty IQ score
Is higher than all mortal men
He’s happiest when truly taxed
A challenge wakens up his brain
A brain that’s never fully maxed
But knows to come in from the rain
And yet we wonder why this man
Endowed with heaven’s greatest gift
Makes such mistakes in short a span
And leaves our friends so sorely miffed

The Plan Is Working

Everyone is cheering at the supposed demise of Obamacare due to the catastrophic rollout and the millions of people who suddenly find themselves without insurance they thought they had. Hold the huzzahs, boys, Obamacare might not be working, but the Obama plan is working well. Obamacare was designed to fail, and when, in the very near future, it dies, the real plan takes its place. Did not Harry Reid say, not five minutes after Obamacare was passed, that it was a good first step to a Single Payer system? He did, and when the cheering stops you will find yourself and your family in the firm and loving grip of a government that cares only that you now belong to them, forever and ever.

Ingenious is the master plan
Obamacare will fail
And when the offal hits the fan
And folks begin to wail
The Dems will then rush in its place
The plan that all along
They wanted, one that’s on its face
Is law, if right or wrong
We’ll buy the single payer plan
The government decrees
Insurance built for every man
Who’s easy now to please
Because Obamacare has left
Vast numbers uninsured
And left the middle class bereft
Of hope, and thus implored
To save the elderly and sick
Obama smiles and says
I tell you boys, that sure was slick
It’s great to be the prez

The Benjamins

In George Orwell’s Animal Farm the animals decide to create a world where everyone is equal. Of course it didn’t turn out that way. The original seven commandments had to be reduced to one which was posted on the wall. Clover, the cow, could not read the new commandment because of failing eyesight, and so Benjamin, the donkey, read it to her. The remaining commandment read: ALL ANIMALS ARE EQUAL BUT SOME ANIMALS ARE MORE EQUAL THAN OTHERS”. It is always all about the Benjamins.

The very people who got Nafta’d
Are now the ones Obama shafted
The unions now, forever slaverous
Are now unhappy but palaverous
They know the Dems will make it right for them
And in return they’ll vote all night for them
With subsidies for all illegals
And waivers for the little piggles
Those bureaucrats with jumped up pay scale
And jump suit guys in by the bay jail
The end result of Care Omama
Is Death Panels for your old momma
It doesn’t matter if you’re healthy
The poor are equal with the wealthy
It’s quite a country O’s created
Where all are equal and all are hated

The View From Across The Pond

Liberal British pundits at the Guardian and London Dail Mail newspapers are declaring that America is becoming ungovernable because of Republican obstreperousness. How dare they try to block Obamacare, how dare they oppose what the Lightworker is trying to do to the country? Daily Mail Editor Max Hastings writes that the breakdown is because Republican politicians have forgotten that America has traditionally been ruled by whoever outpolls the other. I have read all of Max Hastings’ military history, and highly recommend them, but I don’t think he is an authority on the American political system that was deliberately designed to produce friction, if not gridlock, the better to control the political class. That the gridlock has reached the point where the two parties are now scorpions in the proverbial bottle is a temporary phenomenon, to be resolved by the voters electing one of the scorpions to ultimate power.

The Daily Mail
Has without fail
Been in the Lefty corner
Wins by the Right
Election night
Makes them a sobbing mourner
Believe me, Max
The spend and tax
Blue Model is a’waning
And very soon
The crying Loon
Announces it is raining
So just for now
Just take a bow
Your latest on the Great War
Is simply great
But let me state
Your punditry’s a great bore

A Third Party

The Democratic Party has been captured by the radical and violent Left, who do not give up power willingly once they’ve seized it, and it doesn’t look like the current edition of the Republican Party is about to take it away from them. The country needs a new political party, a party of first principles, a party that will retake the country from the radical Left and restore Democracy. Call it the Tea Party, call it what you will, but the time is growing short. One more radical Left White House and Senate will undo us, and turn us into Greece or maybe even Zimbabwe.

When a woman with pretensions
And a man with bad intentions
Have an offspring like Barack you know it’s wrong
You don’t know what he is made of
‘Til you get what you’re afraid of
And too late you see the black of night grows long

It’s too late that we’re dejected
How could he be re-elected
Is the cry we hear from people stone bereft
For the Democrats of Truman
Are all dead ‘mid roses bloomin’
And the party has been captured by the Left
Yes the crazies are in charge now
Like a runaway coal barge now
That goes raging down the river smashing things
The Repubs no longer fight them
They hold candles just to light them
On the path that leads to what the chaos brings
Yes we need a new Third Party
Need it now let’s not be tardy
For the times are marching on and freedom’s still
The best thing the Founders gave us
And we need them now to save us
And return the shining city on the hill