Wednesday, July 28, 2010

No hablo Ingles!

Is anybody else sick and tired of presidents, congressmen, judges choosing sides with anybody else but American citizens? The Feds won't protect Arizona, and now a judge refuses to allow the state to protect itself?Yes, I'm tired and discouraged, but I'll be back tomorrow in full force. We American citizens, the unloved stepchildren of this country, will all be back tomorrow. Angrier tomorrow than today.I've laughed at people who suggest a new Revolution is coming. I am not laughing today. We are all going to have to make our choice soon. If November 2, 2010 doesn't go well for our country, we may be out of other options. Sorry to say it, but there it is.

In light of Judge Bolton's ruling in the Arizona immigration lawsuit, I'm trying to tamp down my anger by finding creative ways to psyche the Feds out. The first that comes to mind is to ditch all my identification, all those precious documents awarded me due to my birth here in America some years ago.

I will then travel to Arizona in my beloved '86 Caddy, managing somehow to do it on other taxpayer's dime (as is the preferred method of the Obama Admin, ya know) and ride around until I break the law. When confronted, I shall shrug and say "no hablo Ingles". If they dare question my veracity due to my blond hair and blue eyes, I shall hit them with "f*** you, I demand a lawyer", and charge head-on into charges of racism. By the time I scream for the ACLU, I might own the city of Phoenix. What a load of fun.

Americans, we just have to face the fact that the people running this country at this time do not like us very much, and seek to replace us. The question is, are we going to allow that...yes, allow. You see, we are the real bosses in this country, we're just so beaten down right now we have forgotten that fact. Between you and me and the lamp post, I think it's just about time we remember.

Wednesday, July 14, 2010

Must Read Of The Day

Michelle Malkin » The National Association for the Advancement of Coddled People
"Yes, the NAACP has been lost in space for quite some time now. And blaming whitey will no longer cut it."

Well, it's finally happening. Since the advent of the Great Society of the 1960's, the NAACP and other "social justice" organizations have pushed and shoved the rest of America until we didn't have any more room to back up. It's long past time to step forward and start pushing back.

You know, I can go for simply hours, or even days without thinking about the black community and what I can do to poke them in the eye. What I am and what I ought to be is not tied up with what they think about me and my world. It truly is NOT all about them all the time.

So, according to King Shabazz Shabazz Shabazz or whatever, blacks have been begging the white man for their freedom for simply forever. Sorry, little man, many white people died fighting to give you your freedom over a hundred years ago. You just haven't done anything with it. If you are an American failure story, you have only yourself to blame.

We can't understand what it's like to be black in America? Well, guess what, you can't understand what it's like to be white. Blamed for everything and billed for it all. No, uh uh, not anymore.

Go ahead and scream racism, that formerly most powerful of put downs. The word is now a joke worthy of Leno and Letterman, and the NAACP members, among others, are the ones who wrote that comedy script.

As a fine columnist once wrote, when Mr. Obama was elected President of the United States, white guilt died. Let's bury it by standing up for ourselves.

Wednesday, July 7, 2010

Wednesday Whiskey Musings...Did I Spell That Right?

I love you, Lame Cherry. I read your blog daily and it seems to be a stream of consciousness dialogue with yourself, although you are more knowledgeable than most. I am internally fighting for my country even though I have one child who is an Obamazombie, and one who couldn’t care less. How did this happen? Patriotic music makes me cry and my Americaness was on display the whole time they were growing up…perhaps that is the problem. Sometimes I just want to shake the Obamazombie, but he/she is coming around on his/her own. This July 4, two days past, she screamed the National Anthem at the top of her lungs so the firecracker firers in the next block could hear her. I haven’t put mustaches on the Obama “hope and change” bumper sitcker on her car, although the temptation has been great…but it is now sun-bleached and faded, bird pooped and cracked, and no replacement has been suggested by my errant child. There is a God.


Yes, once again it is Wednesday, and I have imbibed enough delicious whiskey (R&R) and coke to speak on this keyboard. God Bless America and all those out there who are fighting for her soul.

Signed,
the angry introvert

I hope Mr. Adkins will forgive me for reprinting his column from the day after the 2008 election. In light of the DOJ controversy of the present, I thought you'd like to read some words of wisdom from the past.
Tom Adkins: White Guilt Is Dead

"Look at my fellow conservatives! There they go, glumly shuffling along, depressed by the election aftermath. Not me. I’m virtually euphoric. Don’t get me wrong. I’m not thrilled with America ’s flirtation with neo socialism. But there’s a massive silver lining in those magical clouds that lofted Barack Obama to the Presidency. For today, without a shred of intellectually legitimate opposition, I can loudly proclaim to America : The Era of White Guilt is over.

This seemingly impossible event occurred because the vast majority of white Americans didn’t give a fluff about skin color, and enthusiastically pulled the voting lever for a black man. Not just any black man. A very liberal black man who spent his early career race-hustling banks, praying in a racist church for 20 years, and actively worked with America-hating domestic terrorists. Wow! Some resume! Yet they made Barack Obama their leader. Therefore, as of Nov 4th, 2008, white guilt is dead.

For over a century, the millstone of white guilt hung around our necks, retribution for slave-owning predecessors. In the 60s, American liberals began yanking that millstone while sticking a fork in the eye of black Americans, exacerbating the racial divide to extort a socialist solution. But if a black man can become President, exactly what significant barrier is left? The election of Barack Obama absolutely destroys the entire validation of liberal white guilt. The dragon is hereby slain.

So today, I’m feeling a little “uppity,” if you will. From this day forward, my tolerance level for having my skin color hustled is now exactly ZERO. And it’s time to clean house. No more Reverend Wright’s “God Damn America ,” Al Sharpton’s Church of Perpetual Victimization , or Jesse Jackson’s rainbow racism. Cornell West? You’re a fraud. Go home. All those “black studies” programs that taught kids to hate whitey? You must now thank Whitey. And I want that on the final.

Congressional Black Caucus? Irrelevant. Maxine Waters? Shut up. ACORN? Outlawed. Black Panthers? Go home and pet your kitty. Black separatists? Find another nation that offers better dreams. Go ahead. I’m waiting.

Gangsta rappers? Start praising America . Begin with the Pledge of Allegiance. And please…no more ebonics. Speak English, and who knows where you might end up? Oh, yeah…pull up your pants. Your underwear is showing. You look stupid.

To those Eurosnots who forged entire careers hating America ? I’m still waiting for the first black French President.

And let me offer an equal opportunity whupping. I’ve always despised lazy white people. Now, I can talk smack about lazy black people. You’re poor because you quit school, did drugs, had three kids with three different fathers, and refuse to work. So when you plop your Colt 45-swilling, Oprah watchin’ butt on the couch and complain “Da Man is keepin’ me down,” allow me to inform you: Da Man is now black. You have no excuses.

No more quotas No more handouts. No more stealing my money because someone’s great-great-great-great grandparents suffered actual pain and misery at the hands of people I have no relation to, and personally revile.

It’s time to toss that massive, obsolete race-hustle machine upon the heap of the other stupid 60s ideas. Drag it over there, by wife swapping, next to dope-smoking. Plenty of room right between free love and cop-killing. Careful…don’t trip on streaking. There ya go, don’t be gentle. Just dump it. Wash your hands. It’s filthy.

In fact, Obama’s ascension created a gargantuan irony. How can you sell class envy and American unfairness when you and your black wife went to Ivy League schools, got high-paying jobs, became millionaires, bought a mansion, and got elected President? How unfair is that??? Now, Like a delicious O’Henry tale, Obama’s spread-the-wealth campaign rendered itself moot by it’s own victory! America is officially a meritocracy. Obama’s election has validated American conservatism!

So, listen carefully…Wham!!!That’s the sound of my foot kicking the door shut on the era of white guilt. The rites have been muttered, the carcass lowered, dirt shoveled, and tombstone erected. White guilt is dead and buried.

However, despite my glee, there’s apparently one small, rabid bastion of American racism remaining. Black Americans voted 96% for Barack Obama. Hmmm. In a color-blind world, shouldn’t that be 50-50? Tonight, every black person should ask forgiveness for their apparent racism and prejudice towards white people. Maybe it’s time to start spreading the guilt around."