Category Archives: Class Warfare
Barack Obama is entirely predisposed to claiming that he inherited a an economic mess, and it in truth, he did. He did assert that he could fix the economy in three years and implied that he perhaps ought to be limited to one term if he did not deliver.
Back then he said he should be held accountable but today wants to be accountable for absolutely nothing save for killing Bin Laden. Continue reading
It’s all so weird. It’s all so unseemly. Multi-millionaires begging for $3 and selling themselves off in raffles.
The email Michelle Obama sent to me: Continue reading
Kim Jung Il’s life: a soliloquy in lunacy and madness.
Often the sages admonish
Oh Death, be not so proud
A tender soul’s last wish
The welfare of others be allowed
Death unkind, strikes indiscriminate
History records with only a wretched few
Death comes not soon enough to elate
The drop of his miserable carcass in its tomb
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Since Obama has been President the percentage of Democrats who say Big Government is more of a threat to this country has risen 16% to 48%. Percentage of Democrats who view Big Business as the biggest threat? 44%.
Americans’ concerns about the threat of big government continue to dwarf those about big business and big labor, and by an even larger margin now than in March 2009. The 64% of Americans who say big government will be the biggest threat to the country is just one percentage point shy of the record high, while the 26% who say big business is down from the 32% recorded during the recession. Relatively few name big labor as the greatest threat.
As a country boy with six years of formal schooling, I am hardly the one to question the role of intellectuals in politics; however, after reading an article by Gary Gutting in the New York Times, I am reminded of a university professor who asked me to help him with a mule problem.
I love mules, but you must be careful with a mule, they can kick with lethal force if they feel they have been offended. Since most of my career with horses has been directed more toward sorting out human problems, rather than equine problems, I was a little apprehensive at the prospect of trying to help this professor and his mule. To be honest, professors tend to be among the least capable in matters dealing with animals and simple everyday problems. Problems that men of humble origins and trades can often solve with little or no deliberation, often baffle learned men, who tend to struggle with theory and morality rather than simple and obvious solutions.
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Our fate can change the course of our lives in a split second; often, it is beyond our control, but we must be ready to adapt and be resourceful enough to make the best of new circumstances. America is likely to see some dramatic economic changes in the next few months. We must be resolute to endure the possible collapse of the world’s economic systems. I suggest having supplies on hand to last at least a month and plans to unite with family members in case communications fail. Continue reading
Brzezinski, the designated bleeding heart liberal on Morning Joe, lost touch with sanity following New Gingrich’s advice for the OWS protesters. Gingrich said
“Go get a job right after you take a bath.”
Well, that was just more than Brzezinksi could handle.
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The following video offers a bit more context than the video clip that’s gone viral:
…and the winner is…?
I don’t know my history of presidents well enough to know for certain if it is Barack Obama…but I’m pretty sure it wasn’t George W. Bush.
Karl Marx has indigestion; Cuba has just announced the imposition of private property rights and a citizen’s right to sell and buy real estate.
Fidel and Raul Castro have maintained the most classical example of Marxism in the world for over 50 years: consequently, the Cuban people live in abject poverty under totalitarian rule, while their leaders enjoy their wealth, opulence, and outrageous personal economic portfolios so typical of iron fisted thugs ruling over a Socialist dystopia.
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