Satan in the Oval Office
Until I was 68 years old, it never occurred to me that I could actually hate someone I had never even met, unless, of course, his name was Stalin or Hitler or had been found guilty of murder, rape or child molestation. But, then, I never dreamed that America would ever elect a president as vile, both politically and personally, as Barack Hussein Obama.
Although some people would suggest I despise him because he’s a Democrat, that wouldn’t explain why I have tolerated and continue to tolerate a great many Democrats. Others would insist that I hold him in contempt because he’s black, but that wouldn’t explain why I admire people like Clarence Thomas, Condoleezza Rice, Thomas Sowell, Jason Riley, Tim Scott, David Clarke, Walter E. Williams and Ben Carson, all of whom had two black parents, not one white and one Arab.
Of all the disgusting statements Obama has made over the past seven years, perhaps the worst came recently when, in his defense of the indefensible agreement he made with Iran, he said: “It’s the hardliners in Iran who are most opposed to the deal. They’re making common cause with the Republican caucus.”
Aside from the fact that he had the audacity to compare Republicans to those who burn and behead Christians, turn women into sex slaves and crucify children, he had the gall to pretend that Javad Zarif and the Ayatollah Khamenei aren’t the hardliners calling for death to America, aren’t, in fact, the very hardliners without whom there would not have been a negotiation in the first place. And why on earth wouldn’t they approve a deal which gave them everything they wanted — including an end to sanctions, a pathway to a nuclear arsenal and a signing bonus of $150 billion — and which required nothing of them in return, including even the release of four American hostages?
What made Obama’s speech at American University all the more abominable was the audience reaction to his slander of their fellow Americans: they actually laughed and applauded his foul, false and foolish, remarks.
It is appalling that this administration is bestowing billions of dollars in foreign aid to our existential enemies in the Middle East; putting miles of daylight between America and Israel; refusing to wage war against ISIS; increasing by millions the number of Americans dependent on welfare; allowing the EPA and the IRS free rein to intimidate and punish anyone who doesn’t toe the line; and continuing to fund Planned Parenthood, PBS and the NEA, while piling up trillions of dollars in national debt. But even worse is the fact that half of all Americans are on board and would love to see more of the same from Hillary Clinton or Joe Biden.
In case anyone might think that California is ready to rest on its laurels as the state with the most sanctuary cities, the fewest insane asylums and the most liberals, think again. In Huntington Park, City Councilman Jhonny Pineda, whose parents apparently didn’t know how to spell “Johnny,” is keeping a campaign promise by picking two illegal aliens, Francisco Medina and Julian Zararain, to serve as city commissioners. If the residents of the town don’t recall Pineda, it will only go to show that they’re as corrupt as he is.
As reader Bill Groomer recently alerted me, in 1951, the left-wing muckraker Upton Sinclair wrote the following to Norman Thomas, the six-time presidential candidate for the Socialist Party: “The American people will take Socialism, but they won’t take the label.”
Sinclair was dead on, and that’s why today’s Democrats have adopted the platform, just as FDR did back in the 30s, but, aside from Bernie Sanders, not the name.
When I stopped watching Bill O'Reilly about two years ago, part of the reason I quit was because I couldn’t stand having to spend time with Juan Williams, Geraldo Rivera, Bob Beckel, Marc Lamont Hill and Alan Colmes. Now that I watch Megyn Kelly, and find myself having to put up with the likes of Kirsten Powers, Mark Hannah, Robert Zimmerman and Richard Fowler, all of whom must have majored in smirking at the Arrogance Academy, I now look back and regard my time with O'Reilly as the good old days.
Finally, I have always thought that an essential lesson that should be drummed into our kids is to never, under any circumstances, be guilty of envy. I know it’s not an easy lesson to digest because, at times, it’s only natural to envy someone — a rock star, a professional athlete, a billionaire — someone who seems to have everything a person might want. That’s why I think everyone — parents, teachers, ministers, friends and relatives — should make a concerted effort to drive the point home.
Simply knowing that others have fame or money, talent or good looks, doesn’t mean we know about the demons that plague them — the fear that people only like or love them for what they have, the fear of abandonment, the fear that he or she doesn’t deserve such good fortune and that it will all simply vanish. We can’t know and, in fact, even the idol might not know, that he has a fatal disease, or that some loon like Mark David Chapman is plotting to kill him or that, like Robin Williams or Ernest Hemingway, is planning to kill himself.
Recently, I read about a woman whose poor Greek grandfather was sailing with his family from England to a new life in America. The night before boarding, a ticket master told him that he could sell his tickets for a great profit. Her grandfather decided it was too good an offer to pass up, especially as there was another ship ready to set sail the following day.
It’s very possible that the woman’s father, a little boy at the time, envied those rich people who could afford to pay extra. But those were the poor souls who sailed off on the Titanic.