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If you want hope not hype, a strong America and not a nation bowing down and groveling at the feet of our enemies,
a country where you are free to succeed and yes, even fail, rather than being held back by repressive regulations, a place where achievement is a goal, not a political slogan, a place where we live within our means instead of borrowing from our future, where compassion means teaching a man or woman how to obtain the freedom of self-sufficiancy rather than the slavery of cradle to grave government, where we recognize that true fairness lies in equal opportunities not equal outcomes. A place where we are free to find the best within ourselves according to our own beliefs instead of the government acting as our god, then you my friend are an intelligent, thoughtful, compassionate, freedom seeking human being. YOU ARE A CONSERVATIVE

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Four More Years Part Three

South façade of the White House, the executive...

South façade of the White House, the executive mansion of the President of the United States, located at 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue in Washington, D.C. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

He walked over and sat down at the Resolute desk. He glanced at the pile of papers and noticed the security briefing that had been placed there hours ago. He didn’t bother to look, he knew what was in it. Israel was gone. All but the city of Jerusalem anyway. It was leveled six months ago by Iranian nukes that he had believed in spite of credible intelligence reports, were sill years away from development.  It served BiBi right he had said to himself, the Prime Minister insisted on striking Iran’s main nuclear facility.  Unfortunately Iran had more secret sites than they knew of.  Within three months of the Israeli action, Iran was pounding them with fully functional bombs leaving the entire country a smoldering, desolate, uninhabitable  landscape.  Its people scattered once again over Europe and the United States.  At the insistence of the Ayatollah Khamenei, the new Iranian President, Saeed Jalili, left the Dome of the Rock and surrounding Jerusalem intact as a slap in the fact to the West.  He shook his head as he remember the day, Netanyahu desperately pleading for military help from the US. Help that he was unable to give.  Unbeknownst to its citizens he had ordered the American nuclear arsenal destroyed as a good faith gesture to encourage Russia and China to do the same.  It was the keeping of a promise that he had made to Vladimir Putin though Dmitry Medvedev in the spring of 2012. Then in a cost cutting measure necessary to keep his programs afloat a few more months, he pared down the Navel fleet to handful of  warships, four nuclear submarines and two aircraft carriers.  Aging fighters and bombers were not replaced, affectively grounding the Air Force, and the manpower of the Army and Marines were cut in half.  Now, thanks to Netanyahu’s impatience (the sanctions would have worked, eventually) the whole world knew that the United States is militarily weak and vulnerable.  Putin, that double-crossing bastard didn’t live up to his side of the bargain.  Russia retained its nukes and now was aiding Iran.  India, Egypt, Saudi Arabia, Iraq and the other smaller Middle Eastern nations were marshalling their forces, ready to join a coalition against the West, or to dig in a defend their own borders, whichever would suit them best when the time came.  Al Qaeda, made quick work of the power vacuum and over ran Afghanistan, almost overnight.  Then it set its sights on Pakistan and its nuclear arsenal.  He knew the report would tell him that any day now missiles would be headed toward the United States, as the Russian Army and Al Qaeda terrorists, strange bedfellows indeed, had joined forces and built up arms across the Bering Strait.

Alaska, well at least that will get rid of Sarah Palin and her inbred, white-trash, red neck family.  He half smirked to himself.  The thought amused him for only a second.  Alaska was vital.   Two years ago he reluctantly caved on his own policies and opened up ANWR to drilling.  He then agreed to finishing the Keystone Pipeline.  He had hoped that these moves would provide much need jobs. But as the oil flowed South into Texas, the hope that flowed along with it waned.  The refineries that were to  turn the thick smelly crude into much needed gasoline, were crumbling and inadequate for the task.  Long standing environmental regulations, ones that he in all good conscience would not overturn, made the building of new refineries impossible. The oil that was supposed to bring relief from eight dollar a gallon gas, was instead stockpiled in huge, hard to secure tank yards. Unsaleable to other countries because of an OPEC strangle hold on the petroleum market. A terrorist’s dream or an environmental disaster just waiting to happen.

He leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes.  He thought back to four years ago. Then he was unstoppable.  If Congress wouldn’t act on his agenda, he could enact it by executive order. He was a rock star and everywhere he went he was surrounded by awestruck, adoring crowds.  He was a media darling, the toast of Hollywood.  Letterman, Oprah, The View they just couldn’t get enough of him.  But those days were gone. Now whenever he made a rare appearance outside the gates, he could feel the loathing of a disperate people.  His once cheerful and stalwart wife, his outspoken defender, was now sullen and bitter and rarely spoke in public anymore.  His daughters could no longer  romp through the grounds with their dog, or spend afternoons with their mother, tending their vegtable garden.  Now they spent their days shut up inside for their own safety.  No more sleepovers with friends or attending school.  The prestige he so craved as a young Senator, the power of the Presidency that stirred the passionate fire within, now wore him down like a cumbersome weight around his neck.  The toll it took on him, on his family, on the nation, was just too much to bear.  He stood and again walked over to the window.  He watched as the sun sat behind the Washington Monument and longed for November.

Golly! Another Reason to Vote Romney/Ryan

http://www.nytimes.com/2012/10/21/us/politics/romneys-throwback-language-his-mittisms.html?smid=pl-share

Mitt Romney has already shown that he can bring much-needed leadership to the Oval Office.  He can restore the class, dignity and respect, that has been stripped away from the office by the celebrity seeking, rock-star that inhabits it now.  This New York times story shows how Mitt, excuse me, Mr. Romney can restore something else to Capitol Hill, civility.  What a great role model this man will be for our children.  Let’s all “Chick-fil-A” the polls on November 6th and put Mitt Romney in the White House.

Four More Years Part Two

Official photographic portrait of US President...

Official photographic portrait of US President Barack Obama (born 4 August 1961; assumed office 20 January 2009) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

A few weeks ago I started a series on how the next four years would look under another Obama administration.  I had intended to write four posts, one for each year.  Instead I have skipped ahead to the eighth year of Obama’s Presidency.

He stood gazing out of the window, somber and thoughtful. His closely cropped,  once salt and pepper hair, now completely white. His brow deeply furrowed and the lines around his mouth gave him a permanent scowl. At fifty-five he had the countenance of a man twenty years older. He surveyed the scene before him. Razor wire now covered the wrought iron fences. The once beautifully manicured lawns and gardens were now an encampment. Just inside the fences the patrols stepped purposefully, forming a human barrier between the man at the window and the angry mob outside. The patrols, and the men at the command tent were all wearing the sky blue berets of UN Peacekeepers.

The man at the window pondered over how it could have come to this. It all seemed like such a perfect plan. Since childhood he had anguished over the inequities of society. Why did some people have plenty to eat while others starved? Why did rich people receive top-notch care at state of the art hospitals, while the poor were dying of preventable disease? Why were some countries prosperous and others still wallowing in the Dark Ages? Convinced that wealthy nations and people became that way at the expense of poor ones, he vowed that if he were ever elected to a high office, he would set it right. The plan was brilliant in it’s simplicity. Those who were blessed with the talent of creating wealth would be compelled by taxation into handing over their riches to the government, which would then distribute the wealth to those who were not so blessed. Once the poor had their basic needs taken care of, they would then be free to pursue their dreams becoming wealthy themselves and thereby contributing more to the coffers. As the vast circle of “givers” grew, more and more would flow into the government well. The government could then wisely distribute the largess, providing better and better services to the people. No one would ever again have to worry about food, or rent, or utilities. Everyone would be prosperous and happy. Health care could be distributed in much the same way. Medical funds would be equally distributed between doctors and hospitals and all would be required to provide basic healthcare services to everyone. The money saved from the equalization of medical expenses, could then be used for research and providing even better care. He would reduce America’s arsenal as a good faith gesture to the rest of the world. He would turn America into the perfect neighbor, generous, peaceful, and non-threatening.

How, he wondered did it all go so terribly wrong? He had underestimated how ingrained in the American psyche the concept of the individual was. So determined were those lucky enough to own property and businesses to keep what they had earned, that they would rather close up shop and divide their assets with their own families, than allow it to be taxed. Selfish bastards, they just didn’t get it. So blinded by their perceived right to self-determination, they couldn’t grasp that the government could do a better job of utilizing the wealth. And all they had to do was give their “fair share”. Their greed had forced him to borrow extensively from other nations, some not so friendly. The Federal Reserve continued to print money, flooding the markets with near worthless paper and driving up prices. As business owners closed their doors unemployment rose until nearly half of country were without jobs. More and more came into the fold, the government their sole source of survival.

His plan to provide healthcare to the nation wasn’t going exactly as planned either. The insurance co-ops that were supposed to make healthcare affordable, were a failure. With no way to make a profit one by one the companies dropped out or went out of business. Leaving only the government option available. With prices capped by the government, doctors were finding it difficult to maintain profitable practices. Many simply closed their doors. With no guarantee that one could make a living after eight-plus years of grueling study, fewer and fewer young men and women entered medical school. The small number of doctors that were left were forced to find ways to stretch their time and resources. Doctor’s appointments and hospital beds were precious. Stories such as the elderly woman who was denied cancer treatment to make room for someone younger, and the middle-aged man who bled to death in a hospital emergency department waiting room in full view of sick children, were becoming common.

It was obvious to him a year ago, that the nation was broke. A third credit downgrade took it down to a B and no more countries would lend him money. Tax revenues were drying up and his financial advisers were running out of ways to “cook the books”. There was no other choice than to cut services. Pell grants and college loan guarantees were the first to go, then Social Security and what was left of Medicare. Schools were privatized leaving a haphazard mixture of private and quasi-public institutions. Only those who were homeschooled could be guaranteed to receive an adequate education. Subsidies for cell phones and other utilities were cut, followed by WIC, TANF, and finally food stamps. His grand plan to care for everyone in the nation had come crashing down around him. The governmental safety net that so many had come to depend on was no longer there. What foods and goods were left, in the few stores still open, was so expensive almost no one could afford them. As hunger and desperation set in, the people took to rioting in the streets. Angry mobs demanded to know what had happened to the “hope and change”, to the promise of prosperity. In an audacious act of defiance the National Guard, Active Duty Military, and local police squads refused to fire on the crowds of U S citizens. So he sought the help of the UN to restore order. For the first time in the nation’s history, a foreign army was taking action against American citizens, on American soil.

To be continued:

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