Welcome

Welcome to my blog http://www.skegley.blogspot.com/ . CAVEAT LECTOR- Let the reader beware. This is a Christian Conservative blog. It is not meant to offend anyone. Please feel free to ignore this blog, but also feel free to browse and comment on my posts! You may also scroll down to respond to any post.

For Christian American readers of this blog:


I wish to incite all Christians to rise up and take back the United States of America with all of God's manifold blessings. We want the free allowance of the Bible and prayers allowed again in schools, halls of justice, and all governing bodies. We don't seek a theocracy until Jesus returns to earth because all men are weak and power corrupts the very best of them.
We want to be a kinder and gentler people without slavery or condescension to any.

The world seems to be in a time of discontent among the populace. Christians should not fear. God is Love, shown best through Jesus Christ. God is still in control. All Glory to our Creator and to our God!


A favorite quote from my good friend, Jack Plymale, which I appreciate:

"Wars are planned by old men,in council rooms apart. They plan for greater armament, they map the battle chart, but: where sightless eyes stare out, beyond life's vanished joys, I've noticed,somehow, all the dead and mamed are hardly more than boys(Grantland Rice per our mutual friend, Sarah Rapp)."

Thanks Jack!

I must admit that I do not check authenticity of my posts. If anyone can tell me of a non-biased arbitrator, I will attempt to do so more regularly. I know of no such arbitrator for the internet.











Sunday, April 29, 2012

Jim K's High Notes The Scioto Voice 4-27-2012


High Notes 04-27-2012


In the mid-forties, about 1946 or so; Joe and Bessie Hansgen, with their sons, Joe and Dick lived at 1330 McConnell Avenue, and Howard R. and Mildred Brehmer and their son, Howard (Skip), lived two doors up McConnell Avenue at 1404.

Joe Hansgen was the oldest, then Skip, and Dick.

It was about 1945 or ’46 that Skip’s mother died, and Howard (Every body called him Sticks) and Skip were living in the small cottage alone. They called Howard senior, “Sticks”, I assume, because he was the long-time leader of the Boy Scout Drum and Bugle Corps, which met and marched for practice at Mound Park. Johnny Rowson remembers Sticks too, and said he was our Scout Troop leader at Franklin Methodist, Troop 12. Johnny played drums, and eventually the base drum. I was a member of Troop 12, but not the drum and bugle corps.

I do remember Sticks well, a fine man, whom I got to know better during the 1960’s when I handled his Ed Brehmer & Sons, Painting Contractors account while at the Portsmouth Times. Mrs. Thelma Boormaan was Sticks’ paint store clerk, located at 919 Chillicothe Street. Thelma, I learned, was the mother of Judy, Linda and Bill Boorman, all Lincoln School, PHS students, and fifties contemporaries of mine.

Sticks was a good father to Skip, and he used to invite all of the neighborhood boys to congregate every Saturday morning on the Brehmer front porch, to listen to their radio. Saturday mornings in those days, radio broadcasts were programmed for kids, just as today’s tv broadcasts are directed toward kids on Saturday mornings. In the mid forties, we had no television, but on Saturday we had a steady menu of serialized fare, such as, The Lone Ranger, The Shadow, and our favorite, the suspense show, “Lights Out”. Lights Out, to pre-pubescent members of the McConnell Avenue gang, was major excitement, of the horrific kind…you know, ala ghost stories told around a flickering campfire.

There we’d be, everybody but Joe Hansgen, who was old enough to be a soldier, sitting around the radio on Skip Brehmer’s front porch. My brother George, two-years older than I, was a classmate of Dick. He was there, as was Randy Chapman, the youngest of the lot, and me. I can remember one particular “Lights Out” story, which chilled me to the bone. It had to do with a lighthouse keeper, whose small island was over-run by a horde of Norway rats, which escaped from a nearby ship wreck. The lighthouse had a circular staircase, and the tall round house was compartmentalized with closed-off doors and rooms every 15-feet or so, until the final trap-door into the top-most, light bearing room.

The story, punctuated with eerie organ music, held us on the edges of our seats as the squeaking, squealing rats would gnaw their way through each doorway, to the top, and the lighthouse keeper’s family. I seem to remember the rats were just about to get into the top floor, when another ship came by and lured the rats away.

Scary!

Lights Out, according to Google, began in January, 1934 and ran into the summer of 1947. It eventually made its way onto television.

Skip Brehmer, deceased, went to OSU, as did, Dick Hansgen. Skip graduated PHS in about 1952, and Dick graduated PHS in 1955.

A cowboy's prayer ... thanks Ralph!

Cowboy Poetry


Jake, the rancher, went one day
To fix a distant fence.
The wind was cold and gusty
And the clouds rolled gray and dense.

As he pounded the last staples in
And gathered tools to go,
The temperature had fallen,
And snow began to blow.

When he finally reached his pickup,
He felt a heavy heart.
From the sound of that ignition
He knew it wouldn't start.

So Jake did what most of us
Would do if we were there.
He humbly bowed his balding head
And sent aloft a prayer.

As he turned the key the last time,
He softly cursed his luck
They found him three days later,
Frozen stiff in that old truck.

Now Jake had been around in life
And done his share of roaming.
But when he saw Heaven, he was shocked --
It looked just like Wyoming !

Of all the saints in Heaven,
His favorite was St. Peter .
So they sat and talked a minute or two,
Or maybe it was three.
Nobody was keeping' score --
In Heaven, time is free.

'I've always heard,' Jake said to Pete ,
'that God will answer prayer,
But the one time I asked for help,
Well, he just wasn't there.'

'Does God answer prayers of some,
And ignore the prayers of others?
That don't seem exactly square --
I know all men are brothers.'

'Or does he randomly reply,
Without good rhyme or reason?
Maybe, it's the time of day,
The weather or the season.'

'Now I ain't trying to act smart,
It's just the way I feel.
And I was wondering', could you tell me
What the heck's the deal?!'

Peter listened very patiently
And when Jake was done,
There were smiles of recognition,
And he said, 'So, you're the one!!'

That day your truck, it wouldn't start,
And you sent your prayer a flying,
You gave us all a real bad time,
With hundreds of us trying.'

'A thousand angels rushed,
To check the status of your file,
But you know, Jake , we hadn't heard
From you in quite a while.'

'And though all prayers are answered,
And God ain't got no quota,
He didn't recognize your voice,
And started a truck in Minnesota '!

IT'S BEST TO KEEP I N TOUCH!!

New Stadium ion Charlotte, NC ... thanks Judi!

Proposed new Charlotte stadium with retractable roof.
Just in time for the Democratic National Convention and Obama's speech.

Saturday, April 28, 2012

Thanks Australia ... To Kill and American Thanks ron W.!

And thank you Ron w.!


Sent: Saturday, April 28, 2012 10:27 AM

Subject: Fw: THANKS AUSTRALIA - THIS IS AWESOME
Written by an Australian

Dentist


To Kill an American


You probably missed this in the rush of


news, but there was actually a report that


someone in Pakistan had published in a


newspaper, an offer of a reward to anyone who


killed an American, any


American.


So an Australian


dentist wrote an editorial the following day to


let everyone know what an American is . So they


would know when they found one. (Good one,


mate!!!!)


'An American is English,


or French, or Italian, Irish, German, Spanish ,


Polish, Russian or Greek. An American may also


be Canadian, Mexican, African, Indian, Chinese,


Japanese, Korean, Australian, Iranian, Asian, or


Arab, or Pakistani or Afghan.



An American may


also be a Comanche, Cherokee, Osage, Blackfoot,


Navaho, Apache, Seminole or one of the many


other tribes known as native


Americans.


An American is Christian


, or he could be Jewish, or Buddhist, or Muslim.


In fact, there are more Muslims in America than


inAfghanistan . The only difference is that in


America they are free to worship as each of them


chooses.


An American is also free


to believe in no religion.. For that he will


answer only to God, not to the government, or to


armed thugs claiming to speak for the government


and for God.


An American lives in the


most prosperous land inthe history of the


world.

The root of that

prosperity can be found in the Declaration of


Independence , which recognizes the God given


right of each person to the pursuit of


happiness.


An American is generous..


Americans have helped out just about every other


nation in the world in their time of need, never


asking a thing in return.


When Afghanistan was


over-run by the Soviet army 20 years ago,


Americans came with arms and supplies to enable


the people to win back their country!



As of the morning of


September 11, Americans had given more than any


other nation to the poor in Afghanistan


...

The national symbol of

America , The Statue of Liberty , welcomes your


tired and your poor, the wretched refuse of your


teeming shores, the homeless, tempest tossed.


These in fact are the people who built America



Some of them were working


in the Twin Towers the morning of September 11 ,


2001 earning a better life for their families.


It's been told that the World Trade Center


victims were from at least 30 different


countries, cultures, and first languages,


including those that aided and abetted the


terrorists.

So you

can try to kill an American if you must. Hitler


did. So did General Tojo , and Stalin , and Mao


Tse-Tung, and other blood-thirsty tyrants in the


world.. But, in doing so you would just be


killing yourself . Because Americans are not a


particular people from a particular place. They


are the embodiment of the human spirit of


freedom. Everyone who holds to that spirit,


everywhere, is an American.



Please keep this


going!

Pass this around the World

.
Then pass it around


again. It says it all, for all of


us.

Please do not just


delete.

Pass it on


first.

Thanks!

If I wanted America to fail ... Thanks Sonny H.!

This is amazing and the truth is we are doing all of this, Sonny! Hitler’s voting public right here in the USA and obama just keeps on pushing political lies for their approval. Come on tea Party and real American types. Let’s get busy and take back our America!


Just a voting citizen of the United States of America.

 

Friday, April 27, 2012

Czech Prager Zeitungon Article ... Thanks Rick B.!

Some people have the vocabulary to sum up things in a way that you can quickly understand them. This quote came from the Czech Republic . Someone over there has it figured out. It was translated into English from an article in the Prague newspaper Prager Zeitungon .

"The danger to America is not Barack Obama, but a citizenry capable of entrusting a man like him with the Presidency. It will be far easier to limit and undo the follies of an Obama presidency than to restore the necessary common sense and good judgment to a depraved electorate willing to have such a man for their president. The problem is much deeper and far more serious than Mr. Obama, who is a mere symptom of what ails America . Blaming the prince of the fools should not blind anyone to the vast confederacy of fools that made him their prince. The Republic can survive a Barack Obama, who is, after all, merely a fool. It is less likely to survive a multitude of fools, such as those who made him their president."


--
Go Big Blue !!

'Si Vis Pacem, Para Bellum'

Jim Kegley's High Notes- The Scioto Voice ... Blaine B.

Thanks Blaine!


Jim will enjoy this as I have.

Sent: Friday, April 27, 2012 12:45 PM
Subject: Response to Jim's High Notes artice

“Serendipity
Serendipity is defined as “the occurrence and development of events by chance.” When I read Jim Kegley’s “High Notes” column in the April 27, 2012 edition of the Scioto Voice newspaper concerning his friendship with Howard “Skip” Brehmer and Richard “Dick” Hansgen growing up on McConnell Avenue in Portsmouth, the word “serendipity” immediately came to my mind. How in the world did three PHS lads who graduated from high school in the 1950s come to be teachers at a junior high school in the affluent Columbus suburb of Upper Arlington?
Skip Brehmer graduated from PHS in 1953, attended Ohio State, and graduated with a bachelor’s degree in education in June of 1957. He was hired as a social studies teacher in the Upper Arlington Schools, starting in the fall of 1957. I graduated from PHS in 1955, went to OSU, and graduated with a bachelor’s in education in June of 1959. I was hired as an English teacher in the Upper Arlington Schools, beginning in the fall of 1959. It was a pleasure to have a fellow PHS grad teaching with me at the junior high school. Skip had always been a fun-loving fellow. One particular memory of him comes back. In those days the UA Superintendent of Schools had his office in our junior high building—right at the front entrance. He made it a habit to stand inside the front door to monitor students and teachers who were not on time for school. Skip sometimes was late to class. To circumvent being caught by the Superintendent, often he would climb the fire escape in the back of the building to the second floor to get to his history class. His daring feats were a legend among our faculty. Skip stayed in education until June of 1961 when he left to sell insurance. He had a very successful career in finance and investments. He retired as senior vice president of Cardinal Industries. Unfortunately, he died, by his own hand, at the age of 64 in 1999.
Dick Hansgen graduated with me from PHS in 1955. He attended OSU and got his bachelor’s degree in education in March of 1961. He was hired as a science teacher at the Upper Arlington junior high for the 1961-1962 school year. Dick and I taught together for three years until he left at the end of the 1963-1964 school year to go to Wayland Academy, a private, coeducational college prep boarding school in Beaver Dam, Wisconsin. In 1978 he received his Ph.D. from Ohio State and is now retired from Bluffton University in Bluffton, Ohio, as an emeritus professor of education. He lives with his wife, Karen, in Reynoldsburg, Ohio.
I retain many pleasant memories of teaching in UA with my PHS classmates. I stayed at UA for my entire education career: nine years at the junior high school teaching English and 27 years at Upper Arlington High School as a school counselor and director of guidance. I retired in 1995 and now live with my wife, Carolyn (PHS ‘58), in Hilliard, Ohio.
Blaine Bierley (PHS ‘55)
[500 words]

Just for a laugh ... thanks doug B.!


Old Timer's Sex
This is too funny to be dirty - enjoy!
The husband leans over and asks his wife, 'Do you remember the first time we had sex together over fifty years ago? We went behind the village tavern where you leaned against the back fence and I made love to you.'
'Yes', she says, 'I remember it well.'
'OK,' he says, 'How about taking a stroll around there again and we can do it for old time's sake?'
'Oh Jim, you old devil, that sounds like a crazy, but good idea!'
A police officer sitting in the next booth heard their conversation and, having a chuckle to himself, he thinks to himself, 'I've got to see these two old-timers having sex against a fence. I'll just keep an eye on them so there's no trouble.' So he follows them.
The elderly couple walks haltingly along, leaning on each other for support aided by walking sticks. Finally, they get to the back of the tavern and make their way to the fence.
The old lady lifts her skirt and the old man drops his trousers.
As she leans against the fence, the old man moves in. Then suddenly they erupt into the most furious sex that the policeman has ever seen. This goes on for about ten minutes while both are making loud noises and moaning and screaming. Finally, they both collapse, panting on the ground.
The policeman is amazed. He thinks he has learned something about life and old age that he didn't know.
After about half an hour of lying on the ground recovering the old couple struggles to their feet and puts their clothes back on. The policeman, is still watching and thinks to himself, 'this is truly amazing, I've got to ask them what their secret is.'
So, as the couple passes, he says to them, 'Excuse me, but that was something else. You must've had a fantastic sex life together. Is there some sort of secret to this?'
Shaking, the old man is barely able to reply, 'Fifty years ago that wasn't an electric fence.’

Congressman Allan West-CAIR

When I watched this it had had only about 69,000 viewers. It needs to have about

69,000,000. Feel free to pass it on to all.

Did the executive director of CAIR ever pick on the wrong person? Check this out. Congressman West is highly educated and certainly knew how to respond to this Muslim’s questions. My guess is the CAIR director is sorry he ever opened his mouth to this Congressman. I just wish we had more politicians with the balls West has. Too many of our politicians are cowards when it comes to dealing with Islam. They are great at voting themselves more money and perks but hide behind their desks when it comes to Islam.
The Players
Nezar Hamze is the Executive Director of CAIR (Council on American-Islamic Relations).
Allan West is a Congressman from South Florida. Mr. Hamze waded into this discussion with Congressman West in attack mode with typical Muslim misinformed bravado.
I doubt if there is any other career politician who has the background and guts that could have handled Nezar's attack any better. You can just see it. N. Hamze thought he would be dealing with a another typical American pantywaist politician who panders to anyone and any cause to get a votes.
He made one little mistake. He kicked the tar baby in the thicket while walking into the perfect ambush and was unable to withdraw. Check it out.

Wednesday, April 25, 2012

Great Map ... Thanks Jackie V.!

Subject: GREAT MAP







I thought our president said USA is not a Christian Nation? Almost fooled me!
How long do we remain the "SILENT MAJORITY"?

This map gives you the percentage of Christians and all faiths in each state..Click on the link and see the different religions by state and elsewhere by holding cursor over a state.
http://www.usatoday.com/news/graphics/pew-religion-08/flash.htm
Now ask yourself, why are we allowing our government and special interest groups to take God out of culture and schools? We need to step up people! Send this all over the nation and the world! Let them all see!

Tuesday, April 24, 2012

1930-1979






Those of You Born
1930 - 1979

At the end of this Email is a quote of the month by Jay Leno.. If you don't read anything else, please read what he said.

TO ALL THE KIDS WHO SURVIVED THE

1930's, 40's, 50's, 60's and 70's!


First, we survived being born to mothers
Who smoked and/or drank while they were

Pregnant.



They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing,

Tuna from a can and didn't get tested for diabetes.



Then after that trauma, we were put to sleep on our tummies in baby cribs covered with bright colored lead-base paints.



We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles,

Locks on doors or cabinets and when we rode our bikes, we had baseball caps not helmets on our heads.


As infants & children,

We would ride in cars with no car seats,

No booster seats, no seat belts, no air bags, bald tires and sometimes no brakes.



Riding in the back of a pick-up truck on a warm day

Was always a special treat.


We drank water

From the garden hose and not from a bottle.


We shared one soft drink with four friends,

From one bottle and no one actually died from this.



We ate cupcakes, white bread, real butter and bacon..

We drank Kool-Aid made with real white sugar.

And, we weren't overweight.

WHY?

Because we were

Always outside playing...that's why!



We would leave home in the morning and play all day,

As long as we were back when the

Street lights came on.


No one was able

To reach us all day. And, we were O.K.



We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps

And then ride them down the hill, only to find out

We forgot the brakes. After running into the bushes

a few times, we learned to solve the problem.


We did not have Playstations, Nintendo's and X-boxes.

There were no video games, no 150 channels on cable,

No video movies or DVD's, no surround-sound or CD's,

No cell phones,No personal computers, no Internet and no chat rooms.

WE HAD FRIENDS

And we went outside and found them!



We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth

And there were no lawsuits from these accidents.


We ate worms and mud pies made from dirt,

And the worms did not live in us

Forever.



We were given BB guns for our 10th birthdays,

Made up games with sticks and tennis balls and,

Although we were told it would happen,

We did not put out very many eyes.


We rode bikes or walked to a friend's house and

Knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just

Walked in and talked to them.


Little League had tryouts and not everyone made the team.

Those who didn't had to learn to deal
With disappointment.

Imagine that!!


The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law
Was unheard of.

They actually sided with the law!


These generations have produced some of the best Risk-takers, problem solvers and inventors ever.


The past 50 years

Have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas.

We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility,

and we learned how to deal with it all.


If YOU are one of them?

CONGRATULATIONS!
You might want to share this with others who have had the luck to grow up as kids, before the lawyers and the government regulated so much of our lives

for our own good
.

While you are at it, forward it to your kids so they will know

how brave and lucky their parents were.


Kind of makes you want to run through the house

with scissors, doesn't it ?


The quote of the
month is by Jay Leno:

"With hurricanes, tornadoes, fires out of control,

mud slides, flooding, severe thunderstorms

tearing up the country from one end to another,

and with the threat of swine flu

and terrorist attacks,

are we sure this is a good time

to take God out of the Pledge of Allegiance?'


For those that prefer to think that God is not watching over us.. ..go ahead and delete this.

For the rest of
us...pass this on.


A Small Prayer!



God determines who walks into your life....it's up to you to decide who you let walk away, who you let stay, and who you refuse to let go.

I need this back. If you'll do this for me, I'll do it for you.

When there is nothing left but God, that is when you find out that God is all you need. Take 60 seconds and give this a shot! All you do is simply say the following small prayer for the person who sent you this.
Father,


God bless my friend in whatever it is that You know they may need this day!


And may their life be full of your peace, prosperity, and power

as he seeks to have a closer relationship with you.


Amen.



Then send it on to five other people, including the one who sent it to you Within hours you will have caused a multitude of people to pray for other people. Then sit back and watch the power of God work in your life.



P. S... Five is good, but more is better.




IN GOD WE TRUST



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Monday, April 23, 2012

Healthy Breakfast ... Thanks to a good friend Anion Ymous II

Subject: Healthy breakfast


A tough old cowboy from South Texas counselled his daughter that if she wanted to live a long life, the
secret was to sprinkle a pinch of gunpowder on her oatmeal every morning.

The daughter did this diligently to the age of 103 when she died.

She left behind 14 children, 45 grandchildren, 25 great grandchildren, 15 great great grandchildren...
and a 15 foot hole where the crematorium used to be.

Sunday, April 22, 2012

From a Florida teacher


-----

Worth Reading.............
LETTER BY A FLORIDA TEACHER
A TEACHER SPEAKS OUT
This is a Subject close to my heart. Do you know that we have Adult students at the school where I teach who are NOT U.S. Citizens and who get the PELL Grant, which is a federal grant (no Payback required) plus other federal grants to go To school?
One student from the Dominican Republic Told me that she didn't want me to find a job for her after she finished my program, because she was getting Housing from our housing department and She was getting a PELL Grant which paid for her total Tuition and books, plus money leftover.
She was looking into WAIT which gives students a CREDIT CARD for gas to come to school, and into CARIBE which Is a special program (check it out - I did) for Immigrants and it pays for child Care and all sorts of needs while they go to School or training. The one student I just mentioned told me she was not going to be a U.S. Citizen because She plans to return to the Dominican Republic someday And that she 'loves HER country.'
I asked her If she felt guilty taking what the U.S. Is giving her And then not even bothering to become a citizen and She told me that it doesn't bother her, because that Is what the money is there for!
I asked the CARIBE administration about their program and if you ARE a U.S. Citizen, you don't qualify for their Program. And all the while, I am working a full day, my son-in-law works more than 60 hours a week, and everyone in my family works and pays for our Education.
Something is wrong here. I am Sorry, but after hearing that they want to sing the National Anthem in Spanish - enough is enough. That's a real slap in the Face. It was written by Francis Scott Key and Should be sung word for word the way it was written. The news broadcasts even gave the translation -- not Even close.
I don't Care whether this offends someone or not but this is MY COUNTRY. IF IT IS YOUR COUNTRY SPEAK UP -- please Pass this along. I am not against immigration -- I Just expect immigrants to come through like everyone Else. Get a sponsor; have a place to lay your head; Have a job; pay your taxes, live by the rules AND LEARN THE LANGUAGE as all other immigrants have in the Past -- and GOD BLESS AMERICA!
PART OF THE PROBLEM - Think about this: If you Don't want to forward this for fear of offending Someone - YOU'RE PART OF THE PROBLEM! It is Time for America to speak up. If you agree -- pass this along, If you don't agree -- delete It!






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Mychal Massie "Why I do not like the obamas"

A Black perspective on the Obamas
Interesting read… Mychal Massie is the Chairman of Project 21's (the Black Conservative Leadership Network) National Advisory Council, a position he has held since mid-2006. He writes “The Daily Rant”, which published his commentary below.


Categorized | Daily Rant, Featured

Why I Do Not Like The Obamas

23 February 2012
The other evening on my twitter, a person asked me why I didn’t like the Obama’s? Specifically I was asked: “I have to ask, why do you hate the Obama’s? It seems personal, not policy related. You even dissed their Christmas family pic.”
The truth is I do not like the Obamas, what they represent, their ideology, and I certainly do not like his policies and legislation.
I’ve made no secret of my contempt for the Obamas. As I responded to the person who asked me the aforementioned question, I don’t like them because they are committed to the fundamental change of my/our country into what can only be regarded as a Communist state.
I don’t hate them per definition, but I condemn them because they are the worst kind of racialists, they are elitist Leninists with contempt for traditional America. They display disrespect for the sanctity of the office he holds, and for those who are willing to admit same, Michelle Obama’s raw contempt for white America is transpicuous.
I don’t like them because they comport themselves as emperor and empress. I expect, no I demand respect, for the Office of President and a love of our country and her citizenry from the leader entrusted with the governance of same. President and Mrs. Reagan displayed an unparalleled love for the country and her people. The Reagans made Americans feel good about themselves and about what we could accomplish. Could you envision President Reagan instructing his Justice Department to act like jack-booted thugs?
Presidents are politicians and all politicians are known and pretty much expected to manipulate the truth, if not outright lie, but even using that low standard, the Obama’s have taken lies, dishonesty, deceit, mendacity, subterfuge and obfuscation to new depths. They are verbally abusive to the citizenry and they display an animus for civility.
I do not like them, because they both display bigotry overtly, as in the case of Harvard Professor Louis Gates, when he accused the Cambridge Police of acting stupidly, and her code speak pursuant to now being able to be proud of America. I view that statement and that mindset as an insult to those who died to provide a country where a Kenyan, his illegal alien relatives, and his alleged progeny, could come and not only live freely, but rise to the highest, most powerful, position in the world. Michelle Obama is free to hate and disparage whites, because Americans of every description paid with their blood to ensure her right to do same.
I have a saying, that “the only reason a person hides things, is because they have something to hide.” No president in history has spent over a million dollars to keep his records and his past sealed.
And what the two of them have shared has been proved to be lies. He lied about when and how they met, he lied about his mother’s death and problems with insurance, Michelle lied to a crowd pursuant to nearly $500,000 bank stocks they inherited from his family. He has lied about his father’s military service, about the civil rights movement, ad nauseum. He lied to the world about the Supreme Court in a State of the Union address. He berated and publicly insulted a sitting Congressman. He has surrounded himself with the most rabidly, radical, socialist academicians today. He has fought for abortion procedures and opposed rulings that protected women and children, that even Planned Parenthood did not seek to support. He is openly hostile to business and aggressively hostile to Israel. His wife treats being the First Lady, as her personal American Express Black Card (arguably the most prestigious credit card in the world). I condemn them because, as people are suffering, losing their homes, their jobs, their retirements, he and his family are arrogantly showing off their life of entitlement – as he goes about creating and fomenting class warfare.
I don’t like them, and I neither apologize nor retreat from my public condemnation of them and of his policies. We should condemn them for the disrespect they show our people, for his willful and unconstitutional actions pursuant to obeying the Constitutional parameters he is bound by, and his willful disregard for Congressional authority.
Dislike for them has nothing to do with the color of their skin, it has everything to do with their behavior, attitudes, and policies. And I have open scorn for their playing the race card.
It is my intention to do all within my ability to ensure their reign is one term. I could go on, but let me conclude with this. I condemn in the strongest possible terms the media for refusing to investigate them, as they did President Bush and President Clinton, and for refusing to label them for what they truly are. There is no scenario known to man, whereby a white president and his wife could ignore laws, flaunt their position, and lord over the people, as these two are permitted out of fear for their color.
As I wrote in a syndicated column titled “Nero In The White House” – “Never in my life, inside or outside of politics, have I witnessed such dishonesty in a political leader. He is the most mendacious political figure I have ever witnessed. Even by the low standards of his presidential predecessors, his narcissistic, contumacious arrogance is unequalled. Using Obama as the bar, Nero would have to be elevated to sainthood … Many in America wanted to be proud when the first person of color was elected president, but instead, they have been witness to a congenital liar, a woman who has been ashamed of America her entire life, failed policies, intimidation, and a commonality hitherto not witnessed in political leaders. He and his wife view their life at our expense as an entitlement – while America’s people go homeless, hungry and unemployed.” (WND.com; 8/8/11)
Oh, and as for it being personal, you tell me how you would feel if a senator from Illinois sent you a personally signed card, intended to intimidate you and your family. Because you had written a syndicated column titled “Darth Democrat” that was critical of him. (WND.com 11/16/04)

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