The Patriot Post® · My Year-End Report
There are those who still can’t believe that while the voters in most of the other states were belatedly coming to their senses, out here in California we were electing or re-electing the likes of Barbara Boxer, Jerry Brown, Gavin Newsome, Nancy Pelosi, Maxine Waters, Brad Sherman and Henry Waxman. They weren’t even involved in close elections. In fact, the results were about as surprising as an Ethiopian winning a marathon.
Back when I was a kid, people were already calling this the land of fruits and nuts. Over the years, things have only gotten fruitier and nuttier. In fact, you won’t go wrong if you just think of California as one huge Mission Pak.
On weekends, when the usual talk show hosts are off the air, I often tune in to NPR. Recently, I was listening to Garrison Keillor’s “A Prairie Home Companion.” For those unfamiliar with the format, it’s an hour-long mix of music – including country, blues and gospel – and comedy. On this particular show, Keillor used his Guy Noir character, a private eye in “a city that knows how to keep its secrets,” to do 10 minutes of dumb jokes on the theme of George W. Bush’s alleged stupidity.
Even on NPR, you would think they’d give it a rest after all this time. I guess it’s safe to assume that even if President Bush used his free time to cure cancer, most of the pointy-heads on the left would still be taking him to task over the way he pronounces “nuclear.”
A while back, the brilliant Thomas Sowell observed, “Much of the social history of the western world over the past three decades has involved replacing what worked with what sounded good.” It’s certainly an apt description of the Carter and Obama administrations. My only quibble is that I would go back at least five decades.
Knowing how embarrassed I am, as a Jew, knowing that 75% of Jews will vote for absolutely any Democrat on the ballot, I wonder about the shame that a black conservative such as Sowell and Walter Williams must experience knowing that over 90% of their fellow blacks will vote for the party that helped destroy the fabric of the black family and continues to treat them like aborigines who are unable to cope with modern civilization. The truth of the matter is that I treat my dog with more dignity and respect than the Democrats treat black Americans.
Sometimes, I think that if there weren’t black people, liberals would have had to invent them.
Thanks to the mid-term election results, things are now looking so bleak for the liberals that I fully expect some of the Democrats in Congress to start demanding that Obama come up with a legitimate birth certificate.
Dick Morris, who is right about as often as a broken clock, has suggested that Hillary Clinton might take on Obama in the 2012 primaries if the economy continues to be lousy and if his approval numbers continue to plunge. As a conservative, I’d love to see that cat fight. But I don’t believe that, as ambitious as she is, she would commit political suicide just to make me happy. After all, can you imagine black voters trooping out to elect the white woman responsible for making Obama a one-term president?
Speaking of Obama, am I the only one who thinks he’d be well-advised to seek psychiatric help? I mean, here’s a guy who in the wake of a massive repudiation of his policies by the American voters, insisted that his only failing was in not fully explaining the beauty of ObamaCare. He said this in spite of having delivered, by actual count, 238 speeches on the subject!
I swear, those fellows who go around with their hand stuck in their shirt, claiming to be Napoleon Bonaparte, have a tighter grip on reality than this mug.