Archive for November 12, 2008

A stoic and bludgeoned philosopher once orated, “Can’t we all just get along?”

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Meet the cross section of Christianity

If only he was talking to pastors and politicians – as noted in this AP story – we may be able to sing Kumbaya and look like a diverse nation doing it. But apparently – much to Dr. King’s chagrin – this was an election based on the color of someone’s skin and not of the content of someone’s character.

While nonwhite Christians voted overwhelmingly for Obama, most white Christians backed John McCain, according to exit polls. Several black clergy said that criticism of Obama by some white Christians over his religious beliefs and support for abortion rights crossed the line, hurting longtime efforts to reconcile their communities.

And there’s going to be the largest problem with this administration – the dolts who support it. Did anyone bother to see his acceptance speech?! When the BarackStar walked on the stage, there was a sea of Americans – not just black ones, brown ones or whites, but all ones. However, it seems that the militant (and curmudgeon) sect of black America has claimed this victory for itself. Namely in the black church.

“What they [the aforementioned militant folk] did is insult our biblical understanding,” said Hutchins, who voted for Obama and has backed Democrats in past presidential elections. “The white religious right-wing determined that if you didn’t vote for McCain, you were not meeting a standard of the Bible.”

Yeppers. You see, if you are white and bicker about Obama’s politics, be prepared to be called a racist because people are so used to the white Bible thumper being a gun-totin’, dog-cussin’ SOB when that is totally not the case! While you are whining about the only issue of the Bible the BarackStar clearly ignores (the unborn life), consider his empathy for the downtrodden and beatdown. You know, typically the Democrat playbook.

This is the power of stereotypes and every sect, creed and gender has them. You see one overweight, beer-swillin’ white dude with a wifebeater on and instantly, “Ah, trailer park trash.” Maybe he has diabetes, loves his brew and has a propensity to sweat a lot?!

So, black church, this is not YOUR president. Conversely, white church, whether you like it or not, he is YOUR president. In other words, if you live in this God-blessed country, Barack Obama is YOUR president. I don’t care if you didn’t vote for him or sang his name in a church hymn before November 4. What matters is that pray for him because any cat in this position needs it. Why? Just maybe we should have hit the altar for the last guy in the White House. You saw how good he did.

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palinotologyThe dust has settled. The crowds have faded. The BarackStar has entered the building.

And now, there is nothing to the Republican ticket but a shell of the structure that held intact the swelling ego of one Sarah Palin.

Before the campaign, she was an enigma. During the campaign, she was an anomaly. NOW, she is a wart on the butt of the media… and they are so feeling it! Have you Googled her lately?

John McCain couldn’t pay this woman to do an interview DURING the presidential veepstakes. She was either too busy at LensCrafters creating another optical trend or somewhere in the universe getting trained for another public appearance that may actually be recorded.

But now, she has transformed from “Miss Congeniality” to “Miss Availability” and preaching all the while. Note this “exclusive” interview with FOX News. But first this… is it really exclusive if everyone else has gotten an interview as well in a span of six days?! That’s like having girlfriends in Canada. I’m just sayin’. Carry on.

This is what I always do. I’m like, “God, if there is an open door for me somewhere”–this is what I always pray–“don’t let me miss the open door. Show me the open door and even if it’s just cracked a little bit, maybe I’ll plow right no through that, maybe prematurely plow through it, but don’t let me miss an open door.” And if there is an open door in ’12, or four years later, and if it’s something that’s going to be good for my family, for my state, for my nation, an opportunity for me, then I’ll plow through that door.

Wall Watchers, if she is the future of the conservatives in this country, I am seriously looking to selling stock at a blistering rate. It’s bad enough Mr. Uber-Liberal is sitting at the Resolute Desk, but now we have a threat of the other extreme balancing this fulcrum of death?! Where’s my open door? Anyone?

Time magazine also covered this quote and her self-aggrandizement as of late in splendid fashion.

Ah well, that sound you hear is the strike of midnight looming and Cinderella racing to kiss Nanook of the North so she doesn’t turn into a pumpkin. Maybe that headline should read, “Miss Pumpkin Pie”?! At any rate, her 15 minutes are almost up. Enjoy the ice caps.