America, Watch Your Back!

I know. This advice is a tad late because the casket is being covered with dirt. The undertaker has been consulted for his prices for burying a nation, after the final nail has been put into its coffin. I am selecting soaring majestic arias with the appropriate touch of melancholy, to be played as the casket is gently lowered into the ground. “Dust to dust,” and all of that.

 

The late great United States of America is being mourned. She will be missed. There was a tsunami somewhere in the world. Food and water eventually got there for survivors. Still, something is missing. Ah, it is the sight of US Marines, putting aside weapons, and manning lines with nourishment to defeat death, which has come to claim even more victims. “Not on our watch,” would have been the rallying cry! It sure would have been great to see the sight of those Marines, or Airmen, or Soldiers, or Coastguardsmen, or National Guard. Maybe if the survivors rub their eyes, the bad dream will go away and there will appear a platoon or two, or three of US troops marching over the hill. Sorry. This is one scene of utter devastation that will be missing the usually reliable USA.

 

So, why is the US missing, declared dead? For the answer, we will have to look to various and assorted corrosive agents. The US has been killed off by folks who chose to move in, and instead of helping to preserve it, for its very uniqueness, decided that they wanted to remake it in the image of the countries from which they fled. Go figure that one out. Once upon a time, those who came, came precisely because they wanted to become Americans. They were grateful to be given a chance to share in the “American dream,” a dream which meant, that no matter where you originated, you stood an equal chance of ascending to any position to which you were qualified, to climb to unbelievable heights. The examples abound, including from some occupying the highest offices in the land. “Ain't no mountain high enough,” was the theme song.

 

Then came a different type of “guest.” This uninvited guest invaded with the express intention to rape and pillage, in a metaphorical sense. There was no need to learn the history or culture of the country. Why bother, when it was just a giant government piggybank, funded by the American Taxpayer Machine? Learn the “system” of how to get American taxpayers to fund your lifestyle, in a manner to which you were not accustomed. Your knowledge of that system is far superior to those American taxpayers. Many of them go off working two and three jobs to survive. You don’t have to do that. “Gaming the system” is your tour de force. Your execution is impressive.

 

Ah the system. Other guests know that legal system very well. Infiltrate the legal and political system. Get laws passed that make Americans criminals in their own land, especially if you push that hot button “bias.” Why in my country, if my wife gets raped, I can regain my honor, by having her lashed 200 times! And, because I administered justice myself, you want to incarcerate me? That is not fair and you are being biased against me. I demand my rights!” Case hastily closed. Go and lash her some more.

 

Alas, it is not only the strangers who may have broken down the gate, who are versed in administering those body blows to America. Some of the most effective have been her native sons, and some daughters, especially if they fall into the political class. They are adept at turning a blind eye to the hordes, some twenty million strong, who take up residence, unhindered by laws apparently designed only for American citizens. These natives send a very strong message. If an ill wind blows and it catches both an American citizen and a non-American, in its clutches – tough Mr. American. We will miss you, if only because of those taxpaying years you still had in you. Coincidentally, per an article by Jim Kouri, Law Enforcement Examiner, the president is cutting the border security budget. Happy days are here again, or continue? Let the drugs and people flow in. The drugs are very useful in keeping the natives too drugged up to see that they are being fleeced. Keep taxpayers working as they have new tenants to subsidize, diners to feed, and when these guests are made instant citizens ahead of those who have followed the rules, they become instant voters for the political party that put these guests ahead of the citizens of the land? Damn, it pays to break the law, as long as you are not an American citizen!

 

While we are burying America, let us bury that old saying about “spending money like a drunken sailor.” It is no longer an appropriate description for a spendthrift. A new and worthy contender for this description is the US government. The new phrase is: “Spending money like a drunken government.” I have more fondness for a “drunken sailor,” because in addition to performing the useful purpose of fighting on our behalf, he spends his own money. Government spendthrifts, AKA politicians, on the other hand, are versed in the art of using OPM (other people’s money). The debate is still out if we are getting our money’s worth, in terms of protecting us, from the “drunken” government.

 

Right here in Los Angeles, the politicians in charge supposedly have a “slush fund,” off the book funds, of about $40 million, named “uncommitted funds” in” bureaucratese.” These people are truly gifted in finding ways to spend the money coming in from the fleeced. The city and indeed the state are near bankruptcy, ready to sell off parking meters and other government property to raise money, but about $40 million remains “uncommitted”? Maybe it is not the money that needs to be “committed.”

 

At least so far, those amounts in questions remain in the millions. To get to the really impressive spending and running up of debt, one needs to move on to los federales . On the federal side of the spending binge, the committed money is counted in the trillions. The politicians are recreating the Wizard of Oz, and this time Dorothy will be blown away by $2 billion wind turbines. The manufacturing of those famous wind turbines, is apparently creating jobs in China. In much the same way the “Cash for clunkers” created plenty of cash for non-American car manufacturers. This really begs the question. Why is it that all of the stuff that is supposed to benefit Americans, somehow so strategically benefits non-Americans? Is it because of abject stupidity? Is it a deliberate strategy?

 

In about a little over two years ago, the budget deficit was $161 billion. The drunken government has attained “loftier” heights, and ran it up to $1.6 trillion. What is a few trillion between friends? The 2011 fiscal budget is $3.834 trillion. Where is this money going to come from when Boomers are expected to retire and enjoy a few years before they are confronted by those end of life counseling sessions? Where is it going to come from when China and other debtors have begun cutting back on purchasing US debt? Where is it going to come from when, as usual, aid is being funneled to other nations “too rich to fail”?

 

The Lenten season just began and will end with the commemoration of the resurrection of Jesus Christ. This writer is keeping an eye open for Good Friday, normally a day set aside for Christians to commemorate the sacrifice of Christ. While Christians are distracted, this could be the perfect day to resurrect “Obamacare.” After all Madame Speaker of the House did declare:

 

"We will go through the gate. If the gate is closed, we will go over the fence. If the fence is too high, we will pole vault in. If that doesn't work, we will parachute in. But we are going to get health care reform passed for the American people for their own personal health and economic security and for the important role that it will play in reducing the deficit."

 

In my humble opinion, Madame should refrain from the above activities. There is a sensible solution to this fence hopping, pole vaulting, and parachute jumping exercise in futility. Let us open the gate so that Madame Speaker can let herself out. She is confused about which direction she is headed through that mythical gate. I am concerned for the speaker’s safety if she tries to parachute or pole vault. Both exercises can cause unnecessary jarring and jolting. The speaker’s body, especially her face, needs to be whole when she has to face the camera, to announce that despite the infusions of pork and other “incentives,” the “Obama/Pelosi/Reid” health care reform bill, in its current bloated state, is dead. Maybe not even the February 25, 2010 Beer Healthcare Summit can breathe life into almost five thousand pages of bacteria.

 

Wait a minute. America is saying something. There is a pulse – a vigorous one. Let us listen in. America is singing: “Do not stand at my grave and weep. I am not there. I did not die.” Unplug that oxygen mask! The doctors, “we the people,” have pronounced the patient in fighting condition. She is immediately resuming normal duties. Yee Haw! For some reason, the month of November, the month in which Thanksgiving is celebrated, seems like a very appropriate month to celebrate the resurrection of America! But let us not wait for November 25, 2010. Let us begin on November 2, 2010 by carving up some (political) turkeys – nationwide. Hold the dressing, unless it is a dressing down!

 

“We the people,” let us not rest on our laurels. There will always be amoral, immoral pieces of humanity waiting to destroy our country – from within, paid off by their foreign and domestic puppet masters. Don’t be fooled by the drugs they let into the country to subjugate you. Keep clear heads. Do not be sedated by the government programs they continually try to establish to break up the traditional family, extinguish the “can do” pioneer spirit, and which are intended to foster a “hand out” mentality in you. Work as many jobs as you feel that you need to survive, since the outsourcing of decent jobs is a fait acompli, and will continue. But, save even one hour per day to get engaged and keep up with what the scoundrels are doing to your country. You know – the ones who address you as “my fellow Americans,” as they begin inserting the political, social, and economic knives in your back. Don’t be fooled by the Armani suits. Armani suits do wonderful things for the male figure. However, they do not a messiah or savior make. Remember the admonition of Thomas Jefferson: “The price of freedom is eternal vigilance.”
 

As for those nations salivating at the prospect of a dead America, be careful. You may drown in your own spit. The revived America will resuscitate you – maybe.

 

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