You sense that something is seriously wrong … most things
seem to be out of sorts. You are worried about having enough money to pay your
bills, whether your job is secure, how to prepare this year’s tax returns, more global warming, the meagerness
of your life savings, what happens if you get seriously sick, and for the safety of
your neighborhood. The only thing that relieves this angst is when you watch
the nightly news and see President Obama assuring you … against a backdrop of
nodding and applauding Americans … that he has your back. He sounds so
confident. He will crush those rascally
Republicans and make sure that all of your worries are dealt with by his folks.
Suddenly all your troubles seem far away as you tuck in for
the night … until you see the news the next morning and things have gotten
worse. The United States is losing on the world stage and many countries are
laughing at us. The economy sucks and our
national debt seems to be skyrocketing … people are dropping out of the
workforce in droves … and no one is proposing a serious cure. Random violence
seems to be spreading on our streets and many of our cities are facing
bankruptcy. So you fret and sweat through another day … waiting for your
President to reassure you on nightly TV that things are getting better. His dulcet
tones do it once again as he proposes two new government programs to fix
things ... for just a small increase in taxes. And you feel better anew.
This scenario is repeated daily for five years and, by
now, you have gotten use to these mood swings.
In fact you have learned to enjoy them … and love that man who brings up
your disposition every day. Finally, in resignation, you turn to the government
to solve all your problems … to provide your housing … to feed your children …
to entertain you … to give you healthcare and birth control … to insure your
retirement … and to satisfy all your other wants. But be careful … for you have been sucked
into the Liberal vortex … and there is no escape. You have sold your soul and you must worship those who now nurture you.
Small price to pay.
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