As one of the cleverest political conquistadors to ever hoodwink the
American public, you have to admit -- our Commander and Chief is one
smooth talking peccadillo. It was seven long years ago that the skinny
little guy with a funny name, Senator Barack Obama, delivered his
keynote address at the 2004 Democratic Convention.
It was a speech that most would agree -- catapulted him to sudden fame and popularity as a 2008 Presidential contender. How could we forget? "The Audacity of Hope" was the theme of his speech that inspired millions.
Two years later, in the fall of 2006, Obama published his book, "The
Audacity of Hope: Thoughts on Reclaiming the American Dream." A book
considered to be a political biography of his core values. The
political nexus of Mr. Obama's policy positions on a host of issues,
from education, health care, and Social Security -- to America's wars in
the Middle East.
And so the story goes; all of his campaign promises for peace, transparency, financial stability, jobs, clean energy and affordable healthcare, etc., -- all turned out to be nothing more than oppressive lies. Sorry folks, the New World Order police state is here to stay!
Nope, no parade for the people today. Just a faint memory of a dull, colorless pinwheel that quickly sparked and fizzled-out soon after inaugural day. A day that will probably never be celebrated again with such fanfare. And now America's cities are increasingly ghettoized with record unemployment, accelerated crime and crumbling infrastructures. Our lives destroyed. Our health degrading. And with it, our children's dreams of peace, economic stability and happiness will not be realized as well.
The cold reality is, Obama's quaint little accomplishments amount to little more than a corporate pimp flinging low-value coinage to a beggar. And for those of you still clinging to the Obama hope wagon? Well, the debt-limit game is ongoing to keep you in cliff-hanger-mode, but don't fret little donkeys, I'm sure the funny little guy with the weird name will raise the debt ceiling on cue ... and those checkie-poohs will be delivered just as surely as Congress will continue raiding our national treasury like drunken sailors on meth. Or at least until the next round of election bravado in 2012.
Not that there is much difference between an ass-stubborn donkey and a fat fricking elephant. Senate Minority Leader Mitch McConnell's compromise will let House Republicans off the hook without bearing the horrendous consequences of a government default, and we will continue down the debt road of enslavement for generations to come.
Hail to the new boss. Same as the old boss.