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Medical Misogyny: A Cut Above The Rest September 28, 2010

Georgia Cattle Queen, elected by the Georgia Cattlemen's Association, talking with Democratic members of the Georgia House of Representatives in the House chambers.

As if it wasn’t bad enough that I had endured the morning without deodorant,  Chicago was boasting an unseasonable 86 degree temperature in of all times the middle of September.

I crawled from my traffic stuck Moroccan chauffeured  taxicab, and struggled past a group of anti-Bush protesters. Yes anti-Bush.

Now that Obama is president and George W.  is back in Texas,  the IMPEACH BUSH signs have insanely transformed  into INDICT BUSH signs . Tie Dyed tunics and White people with dreadlocks are always a sign of moonbats for me- I had to move fast,  running late for a medical appointment.

Once I arrived sweaty and  frazzled at my destination, I was greeted with a smile, some insurance forms and an offer of wrapped Ghirardelli chocolate squares or Nespresso coffees. Politely, I declined, the pleasantries of the peach and sage green wallpapered office failed to mask the austerity of my situation. As I pumped from the hand sanitizer on the receptionist desk, I had no idea what I would be in store for that day as a woman.


Political party affiliation aside, one ritual all women seem to share is the face grimacing and “God please let this be over” prayers whispered during a mammogram.

My first which I am describing in this post, was two weeks ago. I was a year overdue.
My gynecologist scolded me verbally “self exams are not enough,” she warned. “You are two months past 41 – time to do it annually now.”

“But…but there is no history of breast cancer in my family.” I protested. “Can’t I wait until 45. I eat lots of soy.“
“…and you want to stay breast cancer free don’t you???”

All of the preparative girl talk mammogram horror stories in the world could not describe my true feeling as the nice but relentless four foot eleven-ish medical assistant plopped my left breast on a cold metal slab like a piece of meat and I watched a closing wall and increasing digital numbers squeeeeeeeeeezeeeeee until my brown face turned blue.

“Tell me if it hurts,” she chimed. She was too damn happy for me. Smiling while inflicting pain should be illegal.

It does hurt, but let me guess,  if I told you the truth  you will keep doing it anyway, I thought.

Instead I smiled back and lied, ” No, it’s fine.”  THANK YOU MA’AM CARE TO CRANK IT UP SOME MORE???

That piercing sound the machine made when the picture was being taken – like music to my ears.

“Turn to the side dear,” she instructed. “Bend your knees some.”

Turn to left, right, gee all we needed was me holding some board with my name on it and we have a mug shot.

Every year for the rest of my life I will have to do this because I am woman.

I wondered if men have to go through something similar? Yes prostate gland checks they endure, but do men have to submit to a machine that squeezes their testicles sideways and top to bottom in a way that make them feel like pancakes?

Speaking of which, my breasts could have used a pat of butter and some whipped cream, and maple syrup by the end of the procedure. I re-gowned and slowly walked to the locker room.
“Don’t put your clothes on yet, honey,” the technician said. “The doctor will review your results and if I made a mistake you may have to have it done again.”
Great !!! More torture in the name of cancer prevention.  I bet a man invented that boob presser machine.

Take a wrench and twist my nipples off why don’t you? Saute me, make a patty melt!

Peta ad- which while it promotes kindness to animals, does not look very kind to women.

The waiting room had two more patients awaiting slaughter when I sat back down.  Each woman  had this look of dread as they flipped through the predictable periodical selections. Good Housekeeping, Parent Magazine, In Style, People, US.

Who buys this stuff?

Of course every woman wants to read the latest on Lindsey Lohan  and know exactly how to make the perfect autumn wreath made of cloves before she gets sliced and diced.

You never go to a waiting room for women and see Money magazine, Fortune, Wired or the Economist.

I just had a mammogram and damn-it I need to read a magazine to forget what just happened to me in that torture chamber they call a doctor’s office…Is there a recipe in that magazine for pressed Afrocity breast with braised leeks?

Oops my name was called, the doctor wanted to see me.  Ah, great it was a he.

“Your breasts look great!”  the doctor said with this big smile that I wanted to slap off his face. ” …No lumps, you obviously work out…” He went on about the digital technology of the photographs, and on, and on….and on.

Getting serious for a moment, I thought of my mother.  She only had one mammogram in her entire life and that was after she fell on her breast at the age of 54.  Later bloody discharge was noticed and she went for two months in fear until a neighbor took her to a free clinic.  All was well, she had just injured some tissue.  Her mammogram should no signs of cancer. She never went back again, lived to be 68- cancer free but killed by another misogynistic woman claiming disease- high blood pressure- breast cancer’s silent relative.

Explaining to the doctor that I once had a benign cyst, found by ultrasound some years ago,  I began to let go of the sarcasm and grasp the reality my good fortune.  My career allows me to have health insurance- reliable health insurance.  This doctor was of my own choosing. The medical technology is state of the art.  My hospital ranks among the best in the nation according to U.S. News and World Reports.

“No sign of any cysts now.” he assured.

Looking at the cloud like  images of  my breasts,  I could see no imperfections but I needed to be sure- really sure. “Are you positive because at the time it was rather large about 2 centimeters and they never aspirated it-“

“No you are fine,” he again assured me.” Keep doing your self exams…see you next year.”

I nodded “See you next year. Thank you.”

My soft clothes were so much more comfortable that that Japanese styled wrap gown. I had even brought my own deodorant and even though the med-tech told me they would supply me with some, I was glad to have my own.   Ah, clothes on, no more perspiration, my dignity as a woman was restored or so I thought.
My mammogram was over but the pesky anti-Bush protest was not. Patience Afrocity, your breasts just survived a medical industry made steamroller, you can do it. Moonbat screeching surrounded me. Come on Afrocity there is only about 100 of them …
“Tax the rich motherfuckers”
“IRAQ WAS A FUCKING LIE”
“INDICT BUSH, FUCK SARAH PALIN, FUCK MICHELLE BACHMAN, FUCK MEG WHITMAN”

Gee that’s a lot of fucking. For an anti-Bush rally this was shaping up to be more of an anti-conservative women rally. Bush was just a front for women bashing and many of the protesters were taking part in it… Sad.

Before I went home, the pain from the mammogram worsened.  A big contributor was the large bag of groceries I had picked up along my way.  Not a good idea Afrocity.  Wobbling down the sidewalk, two men in front of me were oblivious of my swift walking breast hurting self.  Seeing that they would not move for me, I slowed behind them and listened to their conversation.

It was about a typical male subject- women and sex.   One man was younger than the older who was about 50- something.

“I tell you,”  the older man said to the younger. “there is nothing better than a pretty woman who cannot speak English.”

My feet stopped walking, I needed a rest from the grocery bag and the sexism. No longer wanting to share aura space with someone who would make such a cruel comment, I let the two men walk a half block in front of me.

His moronic implication was simple:  A non English speaking woman is nothing.  Only there for his consumption. Just use her and like meat she would not be able to talk back in way that her needs would be understood or met.

Those words almost hurt more than my mammogram.

My arms rested, I began to carry on. The men were not  too far ahead of me. Every thought of his misogyny made me want to catch up to them even more.

Hmmm,  a bag full of groceries, painful breasts,  and two meat-heads in plain sight.   Dr. Afrocity Lecter was in the mood for a nice bottle of Chianti and some fava beans.  She walked ever so slowly and quietly…little were they aware of her cannibalistic presence. …

Autographed Letter Signed,

AFROCITY

 

Obama Voter Autopsy Results Are In: Death by Kool Aid September 23, 2010

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As a traditionalist, I have an inherent distrust for movements. I take them on the case by case basis.  This goes for the Obama movement as well as the Tea Party movement.  I am a conservative but I look at candidates on the case by case basis.   Cautiously, I weigh all of the pros and cons, check out the reviews.  Much like when I purchased my new blu-ray player several weeks ago.  Finally, Afrocity is with the high-def movement…but it took a while.  Like a true skeptic, I comb Consumer Reports, ask for the opinions of friends, go to Best Buy and look at their ratings.  Even to myself it is frustrating. Just buy the damn thing already it’s only a television.  It’s only  a restaurant- put down the stupid Zagat’s and let’s go.  From my beginnings.  I hated wasting my time or money on anything.   During my wee years, I was reading an Archie comic book.  On the back, there were advertisements for gags of all sorts.  Disappearing ink, itching powder, X-ray vision glasses,  fake poo,  and the best of all… Sea Monkeys.

My young friends had all tried the other gags. The fake poo was not that exciting and the disappearing ink while funny at first just made someone want to kick your ass for getting their blouse wet… but Sea Monkeys looked great.  We all decided that we would buy a kit. I could have my own little family!

Hours of enjoyment would be spent watching my little Sea Monkey family in their aquatic home. I could watch momma monkey put on lipstick.  We could play patty cake through the plastic tank. Opponents of the Sea Monkey venture were my mother and grandmother.

“Those things are not what they say they are Afrocity,”  warned my mother. “Your brother had some of those and-“

“I WANT MY SEA MONKEY FAMILY!!!!”

“Ok..it’s your allowance.”

As my first mail-order endeavor, I got to walk to the currency exchange and purchase a money order for $3.95 , stick it in an envelope, lick the back of a postage stamp, and skip to the mailbox.  My address was on the money order, not my mother’s- MINE.

This was my little investment.  My real family is on welfare and dysfunctional but my Sea Monkey family will have it going on- dishwasher- Tv dinners every night.

Since at least 500 B.C., I waited for the UPS man and it was agonizing.

“Is it here yet?”  I asked mother bursting in from school.

She would shake her head.

My entire evening was ruined if that package with my mail order family was not there  -even the cartoons would not cheer me up.  Obsessed with the Sea Monkeys, I twitched all day in school just wondering if the package had arrived.  Can you imagine if I had a cell phone?  I would have driven my mother crazy with text messages.

“DID U GET MY PCKAGE?”

Of course my little sea family did arrive and predictably,  it was one of the most disappointing purchases I have ever made in my life.

There was a plastic tank and a packet of powder which were the Sea Monkey eggs.  “Instant Sea Monkeys”  read the label.  According to the instructions I dumped the powder of eggs into the water filled tank and waited, and waited, and waited for Godot with fins.   There were days that I would watch that tank for hours waiting for this large mermaid like family to appear…nothing…I was a sucker.  My friends were also sucked for their Sea Monkey families were AWOL as well.

Minimal humiliation was sparked by mother’s mocking remarks:  “Wow they are huge,”  she exaggerated watching me watch the empty cheaply made tank. “Look they are watching cartoons on the TV and playing “Go fish”.

Like most small children I did not want to admit that mother was right.  As badly as I wanted to throw out the stupid tank, I just let it sit there.  With the passing of weeks, I was largely over the matter  and moved on to other things but mother decided to give me a second chance at sea life.  One day after school, my Sea Monkey tank had transformed into a huge bowl with three goldfish.  They were swimming around and alive.  Rock and little fake plants and little pink houses for them.  Glee was what I felt. Glee that had been robbed by the Sea Monkey suddenly returned tenfold.

“Where did these come from ?” I asked excitedly. “Are they mine?”

“Those are the Sea Monkey’s they changed just like the comic book said they would while you were at school,” she lied. “Too bad you were not here to see them change. Oh, the tank rumbled and shook and it got to small for them so I had to get another.”

“No they did not,”  I laughed.  I did not care that she was teasing me. My goldfish were better than stupid Sea Monkeys any day”

Lesson learned?  If it sounds too good to be true, it usually is and do not buy the hype.   After being taken by the Sea Monkey scam, I always  make certain that anything I invest my time or money in is solid and seaworthy before I jump on board.

That also goes for Sea Monkey families in the White House and my precious vote.  Oh look at the cute little African American family playing in the Oval Office- they promise to deliver change and hope. OOPS- disclaimer-  I am not implying that the Obama’s are monkeys as in racially derogatory terms.  I am comparing my Sea Monkey experience with that of Americans who voted for this perfect Utopian post racial presidency.   Obama promised that our lives will be fundamentally different.  He gave his supporters drinks of  Kool Aid and campaigned a hole in their heads.

Case in point, this Obama supporter:

Aw, golly arugula!  Somebody’s  Sea Monkey did not turn into a goldfish- and it was supposed to come with a cushy job and unicorns too.  To make matters even more pathetic, in a move as old as history itself,  the fooled went back to the fooler for answers and got more change, hope and Kool Aid.

Sure, Barry we still cool.

Who has grounds for concern or criticism of Obama, aka “the anointed one” when he flashes that million dollar man march smile?

Maybe I am out of the norm here, but do you see anything about this woman’s statement that is remotely huge toothy smile worthy?  His grin… frankly, would have insulted me and I would have told him so.  More surprising was the acceptance of his answers to these people by many on the left.

So she is a plant now? Because???? She is African American and not falling over at Obama’s feet?

Sure keep drinking whether that is tea or Kool Aid.

Keep your minds open. Democrats or Republicans did not get us where we are today.  Stupidity did.

It is never easy to reconcile a bad decision but it is even harder to do so if your repeat that decision again and again and again.   You cannot really blame the candidate.  You can’t hunt him down.

You can’t whine ” you promised me the moon on steroids and all I got was this lousy Obama dress”  Correction: this VERY lousy Obama dress.

Obama did not make you pull the lever and vote for phony change. You did.

Next time before you attend a rally with millions of star struck potential voters and Greek temples made of Styrofoam don’t drink…THINK.

Autographed Letter Signed,

AFROCITY

 

“Palinator”: The Sarah – O’Donnell Chronicles September 16, 2010

If anything has been invented by a politically involved woman during the last two years it has been the secret to truly derailing the most vile and senseless criticism.

Criticism that would make most of us crawl in bed with some Essie nail polish and a flashlight.

What is that secret you ask?

One simple  little word that would make a terrific  name for a MAC lipstick color…Success!

Kill em with kindness is the old girl’s way of dealing with adversaries.

Murder them with success is the new and improved way.

No one tromped the critics on the left or right better than Sarah the RINO killing Palinator.  One endorsement from Palin Power could put you on the political map- especially if you are a true conservative woman.

Just ask Christine O’Donnell (R-DE) or Nikki Haley (R-SC).

The Palinator takes a main stream media beating and keeps on ticking. But only very recently would everyone come to respect and possibly fear the woman they once referred to as a pig with lipstick.

On November 4th, 2008,  the entire nation including yours truly  did not exactly know what would happen to the woman who almost was the United States Vice President.

Well some of us did not know but others….

“Take your all of your whores back home John Mc-lame- especially Sarah Palin!”  yelled a young twenty-something man, lacking in couth and deodorant . The setting was a medium north side café in Chicago.  I was eating a corned beef and Swiss sandwich which was normally my favorite but the memory of the night before were still plaguing my brain.

The Obamabots were dancing in the streets and judging from the number of “walk of shamers ”  I espied  Wednesday morning, they had been dancing in the sheets as well. Nothing like Kool Aid  filled diaphragms to quench your political thirst.  Please do not pro-create Obamabots, please after Obama gets done with us, there won’t be enough of other people’s money for you liberals to spend.

Yes, Afrocity was a bitter little pill. Correction-  Afrocity was a entire bottle of bitter little pills.

How could America be sooooo stupid?

Numb. Just numb.  That is the only way I can describe my feelings on that day. Let’s not even get into the whole Afrocity eight years previous to that day would have been dancing over a Democrat presidential win.  Oh, God this means at least four years with the Hope and Change BS and historic moment hype.

How will I get through this…I am too old to teach English in Japan.

Pinch me please.

Is it just my imagination or was the DNC just hijacked by Jolt Cola sucking millennials, women–oops I am sorry- feminists– who love being kicked in the butt by donkeys,  nutty bomb making professors and aging hippies suffering from white guilt?

Is this a nightmare?

No.

Obama won fair and…  well nevermind.

The night before was a blur but it did happen.

Hazy images of  John McCain saying he lost came to my recall center.   I remembered Sarah that night too.

As she stood next to her older and battered running mate,  Sarah seemed sad and  compassionate.  McCain was about to be done- at least on the executive branch front.   He gave his concession speech- which was one of the best and most gracious presidential election concession speeches I have ever heard in my lifetime.  There was no doubt that Sarah’s  eyes had that glassy fighting back tears appearance- something had quieted her spirit – but it was to be only for a moment.

Then John McCain gave the pitbull with lipstick a well deserved bone:

From John McCain’s Concession Speech – November 4, 2008

I am also — I am also, of course, very thankful to Gov. Sarah Palin, one of the best campaigners I’ve ever seen … one of the best campaigners I have ever seen, and an impressive new voice in our party for reform and the principles that have always been our greatest strength … her husband, Todd, and their five beautiful children … for their tireless dedication to our cause, and the courage and grace they showed in the rough and tumble of a presidential campaign.

We can all look forward with great interest to her future service to Alaska, the Republican Party and our country.

After several more paragraphs, McCain concluded his speech. I watched Sarah Palin wave her hand at the Arizona crowd and disappear.  Where is she going ?  She made politics exciting again- now she is leaving.  Was McCain correct in his assessment of  the woman from Alaska?  Would she really want to come back after what the media did to her?  Maybe a better question would be would they let Sarah come back?

“God I was so sick of hearing Palin’s annoying voice,”  said one woman watching the cafe television. “She was so…provincial…and stupid. What a dumb woman.”

Laughter from her booth mates.  They were annoying me on so many punishable by death levels.  Mustard on fries, greasy hair and leftover Obama paraphernalia on their coats.   And very near the end when they went to the cashier to pay for their food, one enlightened idiot declared: “Power to the socialists. Obama rules Fuck yeah!”

It was gonna be a long, long four years.

But I was being selfish.  If it was bad for me, what was Sarah Palin going through? As if having to give up a killer RNC paid for wardrobe was agonizing enough for any woman (Oh those red peep-toe  Biden debate shoes- be merciful and let her keep those.)

…Sarah was accused of  serving as spare parts Hillary Clinton- estrogen substitute- RNC ticket fluff who was not intellectually grounded enough to read magazines like Ms. and Mother Jones (snicker). Palin’s family was also overwhelmingly scrutinized and skewered with no mercy.  She would have to be crazy to want to ever leave Alaska again.

But really I could not tell what Sarah Palin was thinking.

Now, nearly two years later…I know exactly what Sarah was thinking.

The Palinator within her, was struck by the limitations of her running mate and the Republican establishment.

She took meticulous mental notes on the inside of her mind’s palm.

Like a digital screen words were darting across her field of vision.   Before she walked off the stage with John McCain, she scanned the crowd and said to herself in true Palinator fashion:

I’LL BE BACK.

From this article in the NY Daily News:

Sarah Palin becomes GOP power broker, endorses winning Tea Party candidate Christine O’Donnell

BY Aliyah ShahidSeptember 15th, 2010

One thing has become abundantly clear from Tuesday night’s primaries: Sarah Palin’s endorsements matter.

Palin and Tea Party-backed conservative Christine O’Donnell pulled off a stunning upset over nine-term Rep. Mike Castle in the Republican Senate primary in Delaware 53% to 47%.

O’Donnell gave a nod to the former Alaska governor during her victory speech on Tuesday night.

“Thank you, Gov. Palin, for your endorsement,” the Tea Party candidate said. “Because she got behind us war-weary folks, and gave us a boost of encouragement when we needed it.”

O’Donnell wasn’t Palin’s only win on Tuesday. In Wisconsin, Palin-backed Sean Duffy — an ex-district attorney and castmate in MTV’s “The Real World” — handily won the Republican primary Tuesday for a U.S. House seat.

And in New York, Michael Grimm defeated his opponent in the Republican primary for a House seat representing Staten Island. And in New Hampshire’s Republican Senate primary, Kelly Ayotte, the state’s attorney general (who is backed by Palin) narrowly won against Tea Party backed Ovide Lamontagne in a multi-candidate race.

And then there are other winning candidates, particularly in the Tea Party, that Palin has endorsed this election season — demonstrating her ability to catapult nobodies into virtual stardom. There’s Joe Miller in Alaska, Rand Paul in Kentucky, and Nikki Haley in South Carolina…

With her decision to step down as Alaska’s leave no caribou behind governor,  Sarah exchanged her hunting book for Facebook and a Fox News commentator gig.  She came back armed with extended wear lipstick to kick some serious RINO butt and get the Republican party back to sowing its conservative oats again.

Kill em’ with success- it works.

Some of Palin’s successes are other’s headaches. The O’Donnell victory in Deleware challenges the Republicans to come to terms with contradictions in their own party.  Sarah is anti-establishment no matter what side of the political spectrum you are on. Yesterday on the O’Reilly Factor, Sarah sat quietly through one of Bill’s mini-lectures.  If you recall the events following Christine O’Donnell’s win,  Karl Rove- also known as  “The Architect”   among the GOP was not too happy about what the Tea Party was building in Delaware.  He made that very clear on the Hannity show Tuesday night when he delivered what probably was one of the more “skeptical”  assessments of O’Donnell.   By mid-morning Wednesday, there were calls out for Rove’s hide.  OReilly being O’Reilly just had to push Sarah on the Rove issue but she quickly dismissed Bill-O’s argument:

Boy she dropped kicked that argument like O-Ren Ishii cut off Boss Tanaka’s head in Kill Bill Volume I

Now if any of you RINO Republicans has anything to say…Now is the efffing time!!!

Yep, Sarah said she will be back and like a good politician she kept her promise to us and ironically John McCain who she also helped in his own Arizona senatorial re- election.

And the mainstream media said Michelle Obama would be the one to watch…

Well possibly so…That is if watching vegetables grow in the White House garden is more your cup of feminist speed…  Afrocity prefers to skip the arugula and take her tea with two lumps of Palinator- you betcha!

Autographed Letter Signed,

AFROCITY

 

Political Weight Watchers: The GOP’s Liquid Detox Diet September 15, 2010

Through numerous observations, I am continually reminded of the Democratic Party’s resistance to self-examination.  So it was not surprising to see the liberal media outlets ignoring the obviously anemic future of their own party and pressing their noses against the window of the Republican Party during last night’s mega primary races.

With overzealous  determination, liberals were all over Christine O’Donnell’s victory in the Delaware Republican Primary over 40 year GOP veteran Mike Castle.  Steeped in controversy and an impetus for debate within the GOP, O’Donnell is a Tea Party candidate, – a “real conservative” so to speak –backed by Sarah Palin.   Worthy of eliciting overload in any Republican demise lover’s salivary glands,  O’Donnell’s win was comprehensible to liberals as a serious rupture in the GOP.  You should have seen how many anti-Republican sites ran this clip of Karl Rove and Sean Hannity debating the O’Donnell win.

(Afrocity with a whip and lion tamer’s chair) Down, jackasses, down…  But yo know,  in this case who could blame the Democrats?  If my political party sucked and our president was as ineffective as Barack Obama,  I would watch someone else on TV too.   Currently, I am sure that if you are a Democrat the GOP is more exciting than watching a slow sinking ship full of Obamabots in denial- particularly if you are actually on the ship.

So go ahead Democrats! Enjoy the show liberals, pull up a beanbag and take a load off.  Such drama is good for the political thought lovers soul and should teach our liberal audience a few lessons about Republicans.  Our history that Democrats and possibly many Republicans have seemed to forgotten.

Lessons that invalidates any stereotypes which demonizes Republicans as religiously fanatical homophobic racists who hate helping the impoverished.  When it comes the party diversity, the Democrats claims lie in race, ethnicity, gender or  sexual orientation.  Republicans on the other hand seek to find an appropriate balance of diversity within levels of conservatism.  We are all Americans regardless of our underlying identities.   We are not colors or sexual preferences.

Liberals wrongly view conservatives as a monolith.

We all must sleep with Bibles under our pillows and when the linen cases come off, they double as headgear for our KKK meetings.   Not so.  The logic of this meme is not intuitive or apparent except that it serves as a tool for the left to marginalize conservatives much like they marginalize identity groups within their own party.  You are black therefore you must need us.  While looking at the video above,  I laughed at some of the comments from liberals such as this one:

If teabaggers are so pro-minority, why aren’t they going into the inner-cities and making a push to register minority voters? Short answer, they’re scared to death of minority voters and are doing all they can to re-energize white, christian, conservative voters. If a couple minority voters (who may or not be plants) happen to wonder into their camp, of course they’ll welcome them, as long as they don’t move in next door or marry their daughters.

Now who is the cloistered racist one?  My father resides in Chicago’s “inner-city”  ummm, somehow he managed to register himself to vote like many “minorities”  without the help of ACORN. But here again is prevailing liberal thought that Republicans are all anti-minority.  We are all  for the rich, sheltered in our timeshares and far, far, far right with no middle class.  The liberal media perpetuates such myths and President Obama loves to demonstrate that “B” is for bashing and blaming and Boehner:

Ah, class warfare… the staple diet of liberals.  But this is all changing as things heats up in the countdown to November.   The Republican Party is struggling to get the right brew and  has been on a serious liquid detox diet.

Now everyone hates to diets especially detox diets.  I am on one myself.   No sugar, no salt…green tea, soy milk,  flax seed, omega 3, – all stuff that is good for me….and I hate it but I have to do what’s best for my body and not my taste buds. The Republican Party is going through the same thing — a change for the better.

Why do we diet?  because we want to see our old, younger selves again whether we were skinnier, or more active, more mentally alert.  The Republican Party had become weighted down with  junk in it’s  collective truck. Time to purge some floaters.

No question, the Delaware primary race was ugly.  One could point out occasional traces of sexism against Christine O’Donnell but I would say that this race was not about man against woman.  It was about the establishment versus grassroots true conservationism or the politician versus the common man- correction common woman.  In addition to campaign bludgeoning which is considered standard fare for any political competition this race harbored a nastier element not normally witnessed in Republican primaries.   One candidate was accused of being gay while another‘s finances were trotted out to reveal an IRS tax lien and pending mortgage foreclosure.  In defense of O’Donnell, there are a lot of people facing home foreclosure nowadays so perhaps it was not too smart of Mike Castle to expose O’Donnell’s financial situation as  a weakness.  Nevertheless, it was elephant eat elephant, or should I say elephant eat RINO in Delaware.

Much of the advice from Tea Partiers went unheard by the GOP establishment- especially the RINO virus carriers. Payback is not tea and sympathy…It’s a bitch.

From this report in the Wall Street Journal

Tea Party Claims Big Win

Upstart Candidate Beats GOP-Backed Congressman in Delaware Senate Primary

By PETER WALLSTEN And NEIL KING JR.

September 15, 2010

Long-shot U.S. Senate candidate Christine O’Donnell of Delaware rode tea-party momentum Tuesday to the most unexpected upset of a tumultuous political year, soundly defeating Republican Party fixture Mike Castle in a bruising primary.

The results showed again that conservative voters, many of them angry at federal spending by both parties and energized by the tea-party movement, have become mobilized even in one of the nation’s most Democratic-leaning states…

The Delaware results were widely viewed as the most meaningful of the day. With all precincts reporting, Ms. O’Donnell had 53.1% of the vote to Mr. Castle’s 46.9%.

Mr. Castle, a sitting congressman, is one of the most liberal Republicans in the House.

So keep on rubber necking Democrats. My cautionary note to you involves the dangers of not keeping your eyes on the road especially when your vision is impaired with campaign politics and your ears are deaf to public opinion.  watch where you are going—I think you passed up the town of “victory”  about 18 months back.

Autographed Letter Signed,

AFROCITY

 

September 11th- Nine Years Later September 11, 2010

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I almost did not author a post today- it is very difficult for me.  I lived in New York City during 9/11 and vividly recall the events of the day.  I could not get home that day but I was fortunate. Many would go to their ultimate home in heaven.  Later, their faces were plastered all over the city as if the Twin Towers were one giant milk carton of missing children- God’s children.

When I reflect on what was probably one of  the worst days of my life, anger overcomes me.  Anger at the actual attack, anger that this vile act was committed in the name of religion, and anger at the staggering amount of “truther” moonbats who attempt to violate our feelings with such rubbish.

They should be ashamed of themselves.

While watching the FOX News Timeline broadcast of the events, my body shuddered.  It was impossible for me to watch the recap without feeling in the moment.

Barack Obama wants me to be tolerant.  He wants me to accept that the Ground Zero Mosque will be built- that my support of it will show that I respect all religious views. That my support of Islam  will reveal that  I am a true American- that is staying true to my American traditions in Obama’s view.

I say to President Barack Obama, you have no right to tell me what my actions as a “traditional American” should be.  You did not live in New York City as I did.

You were never there physically or spiritually.

After 9/11 2001,  I had a American flag pin and wore it to show my support for America.  I always had American paraphernalia even before 9/11.  Yes, it slightly troubled me that it took an event as horrific as the destruction of the World Trade Center to move many Americans to wear a flag pin or place a flag in the long forgotten flag base on their Brooklyn brownstone.  But at least the event made them aware of the need for unity…AMONG AMERICANS.

Americans know where their loyalties lie. Do you Mr. President?

Understand, that I do not care what religion our president is be it Christian, Jewish, Buddhist …But he or she had better serve this country by making it clear that they are on the American side. I am tolerant of other religions. I consider myself spiritual. I do not have a church home but I pray daily and attempt to lead a Christian life.  I respect others and try to bring a positive contribution to my country by being a law abiding and productive citizen.

America makes my freedom possible.  The least I can do is support the constitution, espouse to American values and wear a flag pin.

The people who lived through September 11th, did not say this about the American flag as Obama did:

That was enough for me to see.

God Bless America and keep us safe.  Never forget the people who were lost on that day.  Never forget who our enemies are and God bless our troops.

Autographed Letter Signed,

AFROCITY

 

Hillary and Barry- An Apathy Story September 10, 2010

During the last six months, I have read all sorts of articles which speculate that our Secretary of State Hillary Clinton will make a run for it against President Barack “Barry” Obama in 2012.

I voted for Hillary in the DNC Illinois primary.  I supported her despite my African American family telling me that I was a traitor to my race.

“Color before gender!”  they told me. “Send money to Obama now.”

I ignored them.

As a former New Yorker, she was my senator and I felt her qualities were impressive.  She was the better man or woman for the job.  However legitimate the claims of African Americans concerning a lack of black representation at the executive and legislative branches of government;  it did not warrant my voting for the empty suit who was my “present” voting senator from Illinois.

Once the Democratic primaries were over and “Barry O.” was “declared” the winner, my support of Hillary remained.  I joined the PUMAs  and made sisterhood with like-minded women who believed that Hillary and womankind were dealt a sexist blow. Unlike more than most if not all PUMAs,  I was conservative in my views. Throwing my support behind John McCain and Sarah Palin was not as difficult for me as it was for some PUMAs and you know me here at my blog as a “conservative PUMA”.

Afrocity is a Republican now- still a feminist and still supporting women who want to venture into politics right or left.  I just may not agree with all of them but the more women in politics, the better it will be for our gender in the future. No woman should be silenced.

But what of Hillary? Was she silenced after her 2008 loss to Obama and betrayal by the DNC?


Would she remain the Senator from New York and regroup for a 2012 run against an arrogant demagogue that is sure to be a one termer like Jimmy Carter?

No.

She would throw her support behind Barack Obama and later join his administration as  Secretary of State.

And then I began to distance myself from the woman I had once campaigned for so adamantly.

The shock of seeing Hillary surrounded by hope and change logos was not an easy Kool aid drink to swallow. I know that she is a forgiving soul. She did it for her husband and she did it once again for Barack Obama.  Perhaps she even did it for the Democratic Party.

But not I.

Obama was/is just a DNC tool.

It was the DNC that was Hillary’s true nemesis and if I were she I would not have helped the DNC one bit. There was an irony in their view that she should help Obama campaign.

Sure we are the party of women- but we will beat you down and call you vile names- even develop hysterical blindness and disown you- but woman you had better get up the next day and fix our damn breakfast. After Hillary and her supporters -including myself- fought valiant battles to break down barriers of sexism and race bating during the primary-  I was disappointed that Hillary woke up in bed with the enemy.

If you recall it was only a few weks after Hillary made her famous orange pants suit speech at the 2008 Democratic National Convention in Denver, that  GOP VP nominee Sarah Palin gave her “pitbull with lipstick” speech at the Republican National Convention in St. Paul, Minnesota.

The same path of sick ironic feminism that led the DNC to gun down Hillary Clinton months earlier had found a new target in the governor from Alaska.  Fresh organic, caribou fed  meat for them to sink their teeth into.  While Hillary did not join in on the frenzied anti- Palin media feast, I was not particularly impressed that she did not expressively  speak out against it either.

Perhaps Hillary was upset that this tape of Palin critiquing her response to the negative media cover quickly surfaced:

At the core of anti-Palin rumors was the divisive meme:  women who are “pro women” should not vote for McCain just because he chose Palin-a woman- because she is 1) pro-life  2) dumb as rock salt and 3) does not really have respect for Hillary- a woman- as demonstrated by documented proof of her calling Hillary a “whiner”.

I do not believe that Sarah Palin was calling Hillary a whiner.  In fact Sarah prefaced her statements in that clip “with all respect” .  Sarah’s position in regard and response to media criticism- and I have mentioned this in a precious post-  is quite different from Hillary Clinton’s.  The former, meets it head on not really mentioning it much. Sarah just rolls it down and keeps on coming.  No tears, or “perceived whines”.  If anything, the clip shows you that Sarah practices what she preaches as she did with giving birth to Trig despite the news that he would have Down’s Syndrome and supporting her daughter’s teenage pregnancy.  She is a pitbull with lipstick.

However different their handling of the patriarchy and media criticism,  I honestly cannot see Sarah campaigning for someone like Barry even if Barry was in elephant’s clothing. Let’s say that Mitt Romney is neck and neck with Palin in the GOP primary and the campaign is name slinging nasty on the Romney camp’s part.  I do not think that Sarah would help the man later.  Screw the GOP! The man does not conform to her values as a good conservative.

When Hillary aided the Obama campaign, I felt that it was an endorsement of his values.  It seemed rather staged and there was no real unity behind it.

Few Democrats for Obama that I knew,  said they would support Hillary had she been the primary’s victor.  And you know what??? I believed them.

If Obama loses…I ain’t voting for that bitch. I don’t care if she is Democrat…I just won’t vote.”

Obama would not have supported her had she won- unless he was made the VP nominee– a courtesy that was not extended to her.  With the spread of Kool Aid zombie fever, I would not have “took one for the team” as they say.  Also, screw the “keep your enemies close”  thing.  Stand up and tell your supporters not to vote for this special interest pandering race baiting charlatan.  Sure, I smiled when she was as announced as Secretary of State.  That was quite a feat for a former First Lady.  But when she sat at the picnic table with Baby Barry.

April 9, 2009- Official White House Photo by Pete Souza

I felt sorry for her and I felt even more sorry for the people that she led to Kool Aid mountain to support him and his failing policies.

PUMA’s- well some of them- stood strong and did not vote for Barry.  Simofish, Regency, Angie, Lana to name a handful.  No way and no freaking how.  Barry O. is bad news.  You can be as liberal as rolled up ground hemp and at the end of the day, Barry is not just bad for Democrats who supported Hillary- Barry is bad for America.  Hillary and her supporters who voted for him are also responsible for the stimulus, TARP, uncontrolled debt and anything else Obama has fumbled.

Yeah, right!

And that is why when I see articles like this one on The American Thinker blog:

September 10, 2010

Hillary Clinton’s Campaign for ’12 Is Underway

By Lee Cary

…Hillary is preparing to run against President Obama for the ’12 Democrat nomination by wielding the two-edged issue of fiscal responsibility and national defense. She’ll align herself with moderate establishment Republicans, like Bob Gates, just as she made nice with John McCain. She’ll be the moderate Democrat in the race, even though she called herself a “modern progressive” during the last campaign. In her unscripted remarks above, she juxtaposed “conservative” with “progressive” rather than with “liberal.” Expect to hear more of that ahead.
Hillary will tout her long-established involvement with the health care issue as offering her the unique ability to convert the hash — she’d never use that word — of ObamaCare into a sirloin of change that Americans will find more palatable, and even embrace. She’ll talk McCain’s Crossing-the-Isle Talk. He might even campaign for her.
Hillary will cite Bill’s fiscal record as president and mention in favorable terms Newt Gingrich and the Republican Congress who once helped bring fiscal responsibility to Washington, D.C. Let’s return to those days of bipartisan cooperation, she’ll say. End the stridency once and for all. Her supporters will shout, “It’s her turn. It’s her turn.”
Her strongest talking point will be that she’s untarnished by what Barry, Nancy, and Harry have done to the country, although she’ll never say that directly. Some wondered at the time why she agreed to become Secretary of State. But had she stayed in the Senate, she’d either be tarnished by the Democrats’ legislative heavy-handedness of the last two years or be at odds with her own party. In either case, she’d be damaged goods by now. If asked why she didn’t speak out earlier, she’s already answered that, saying, “I am by law out of politics.” Raise your hand if you believe that.

When Hillary runs against Obama again, she can’t lose the support of blacks since against Obama, she never had them on her side anyway. But she could offset their failure to vote if Obama isn’t on the ticket by gaining heavy support from Hispanics. Plus, blacks are not going to vote for a Republican in any significant numbers under any circumstance. If wind-blown moderates perceived the GOP nominee as too conservative, Hillary will regain their support by positioning herself as a moderate middle-of-the-roadie.

Pure speculation? Obviously. Ridiculous? Perhaps.

Hillary 2012…I really do NOT care.

No…Really I don’t.  Afrocity will not buy tickets to that beltway show.

2012 is two years away but at the moment there is no ultimate case for me supporting Hillary Clinton should she run against Obama in a primary or as also rumored, Joe “foot in mouth diseased” Biden steps down as VP and she takes his place by Darth Obama’s side.  Neither scenario compels me to do anything except feel manipulated.  At this juncture, in her relationship with Barry and the DNC,  it is hard for me to know who Hillary Clinton really is and I don’t want to waste anymore of my time or votes finding out.

Autographed Letter Signed,

AFROCITY

 

Understanding Chicago’s Democrat Stockholm Syndrome September 8, 2010

The psychological phenomenon of “Stockholm Syndrome” focuses on the strange tendency of a victim or captive to develop sympathetic feelings toward their captor–sometimes even enabling them as the case with publishing heiress Patty Hearst.  In 1974, Hearst was kidnapped by the Symbionese Liberation Army and subsequently aided them in robbery.   Because of the complicated relationship between identity politics and victimization, I argue that despite Chicago’s Mayor Richard M. Daley’s announcement yesterday, that he will indeed not seek re-election,  the city will not be free as many would hope but will instead elect another political captor.  Daley will be gone for good however the odds are excellent that the “Democratic Machine” politics will remain.

From the start of 2010, it was evident that “King Richard” as the mayor is dis-affectionately called,  was on a downturn.   Chicagoans learned in 2009 that they had lost their bid for the 2016 Olympics to Rio.  Even the star power of city heavy weights Michelle Obama and Oprah Winfrey could not help the city that boasted violent crime levels and an ousted Governor “Blago”.   Though Daley put everything from his political muscle to the stolen kitchen sink in the failed bid, he was expected like any hearty Irishman to rebound. To the contrary, he did not.  Chicago’s economy sank even lower than the morality of its politicians. Budget cuts, increased crime- 300 plus shootings in the month of July alone.  Even the highest court in our nation told Chicago that it was the weakest link concerning gun laws and the 2nd Amendment.  Rarely had King Richard ever been so politically battered and emotionally drained.  His wife Maggie Daley has been battling breast cancer for years, his foot soldiers – the Chicago police- were being killed – one right in front of the station with his own gun.  Daley had lost a good deal in the way of respect from his supporters when he told a journalist ‘If I Put This [gun] Up Your Butt, You’ll Find Out How Effective It Is’…  Yes it was definitely time for King Richard to step down from the sludge covered Chicago throne.

From this story in the Chicago Tribune:

Daley won’t run for record seventh election to be mayor

By Bob Secter
September 7, 2010

Richard M. Daley’s 21-year run as mayor will end next spring with the city broadly reshaped by his vision and unprecedented grip on power, but with his image as Chicago’s sure-handed leader increasingly challenged.

He stepped off the political stage in stunning fashion Tuesday, with the city in a time of great transition, years of recession taking its toll on his reputation as a shrewd manager, and money running out to keep Chicago moving forward.

The two Daleys. Left - Mayor Richard J. Daley who served from 1955 until his death in 1976. (Right) His son and current Chicago Mayor, Richard M. Daley who has been in office since 1989.

His rule was defined by bold strokes and secretiveness, traits that brought him his greatest successes but gradually undermined his effectiveness.

Daley leaves a legacy of broad accomplishments, such as Millennium Park and neighborhood revitalization. Other initiatives remain incomplete, such as the ongoing efforts to improve Chicago public schools and expand O’Hare International Airport.

Daley often spoke of how his passion for leading the city remained strong, so his decision to pull the plug led to questions about his underlying motivation.

Was it the fragile health of his wife, Maggie, who has been battling cancer for years? Was it the looming $600 million city budget deficit that could make running the city in the short term about as enjoyable as a root canal? Or was it the increasing un-restiveness of a once docile City Council emboldened by public outrage over the parking meter deal and other administration missteps?

Or, perhaps, it was the realization that his city may be suffering from Daley fatigue. He was elected to his sixth term in 2007 with 70 percent of the vote, yet a Tribune/WGN-TV poll in July found that just 31 percent of city voters said they wanted him elected to a seventh term while 53 percent said they did not.

For his part, Daley on Tuesday said the answer was none of the above, though he revealed very little about his thought process as he insisted he has been thinking about retiring for the last six months. He said he became increasingly comfortable with the idea in the last couple of weeks.

“It’s time, everybody is replaceable in life, no one is here forever,” Daley told reporters at a reception at the Chicago Cultural Center. “I knew it was my time. I was not afraid of any election … I don’t work on an election, I work on what to accomplish as an incumbent and I’ve done that for years.

“You know like anything else, it’s time, it’s personal, there wasn’t one reason at all and it’s hard for people to understand that and this was the best kept secret in Chicago.”

For all his longevity, the younger Daley remains a sometimes baffling study in contrasts — different in so many ways from his powerful father, Richard J. Daley, yet a chip off the old block in others.

To many, he has been the model of a progressive big city mayor, straddling the need for economic development with community inclusiveness in a diverse city. Yet others see him as a well-intentioned but sometimes inflexible autocrat who for most of his time in office ruled almost by fiat rather than consensus.

When he leaves office next spring, Daley’s tenure will surpass by several months that of his father, whose legacy as the last of the old-fashioned, iron-willed political bosses still hovers over the city…

As a side note, including the tenure of King Richard’s father, Mayor Richard J. Daley do you realize that that is 42 years of Daleys???? The article above, speaks of the Daley clan in romantic terms.  Chicago’s love affair with iron willed politics.  Have you ever seen this clip from the movie The Untouchables?

Sure you have.  Who hasn’t?  It was rather shocking for me to see that scene as a teenager in the Village Movie Theater.  My quarrel was not so much with why would someone kill someone in broad daylight view of his “colleagues” but rather, why would anyone continue to avow loyalty to a “team” in which its players could be clobbered to death without so much as a warning or hint from fellow players- particularly the captain.

They tell us that life imitates art…So tell me how different is the art of Chicago corruption in The Untouchables from this slice of real life depicting Mayor Richard M. Daley speaking to his teammates in a Chicago City Council meeting.

Courage? Principles?  Ha!!! Talk about the Divine Comedy or  Waiting for Godot!  In Chicago life does not imitate art. It mocks and shoots it in the head at point blank range then kicks it for good measure before keeping its mouth shut with duct tape. Take a close look at the woman to Daley’s right.  She is most likely hoping there is not a baseball bat under that table. And liberals say that 12 years of Bush was bad…Why would constituents continue to vote for someone that threatens them whenever he does not get his way? If you do not vote my way, the Chicago Transit Authority (CTA) will not pick up your constituents. They can get on a garbage truck. Okay…

Let’s be honest here.  Chicago politics is not just about the Daley dynasty. It is also about the dynasty of corruption and its citizens undying loyalty to Democrats.  Chicagoans have always distrusted the Democratic run political machine- can’t you tell?

Yes Mayor Daley is stepping down but the liberal delusion is still up and running.  Looking at the above evidence,  everyone should recognize that there never has been and obviously for whatever insane reasons cannot be any conservative in the mayor’s seat.  The voters will not take the perceived political risk- which is what exactly?   What could go so wrong if they do elect Republicans in a city that does nothing but pizza and hot dogs right?

Really, what is the worst that could happen if conservatives ruled in the city of liberals with no spine and big shoulders?  Maybe just maybe the sales tax of 9.75 %  will go down even further than the measly half cent, the Democrats rolled it back from 10.25%.  Maybe someone will actually help our failing public schools or allow more vouchers.  Maybe the citizens will have their gun rights restored so they can protect themselves from the criminals who do not seem to care about the gun laws.

Rarely has a Democrat in Chicago been successful at dealing with any of the aforementioned issues.  Not Daley I or II.  Not Governor Blagojevich. He was a better impeached governor and an especially inspirational figure in reality television.

Cartoon by Michael Ramirez

Not Jesse Jackson.  Not Arne Duncan.  Not Valerie Jarret.  In several cases,  these Democrats are the problem .  Jarrett is a slum lord and Duncan did nothing for the Chicago Public School system.  Which brings me to the biggest most ineffective Chicago Democrat- President Barack Obama.  He is the most seriously unqualified liberal of them all.  His record on fighting crime, poverty or corruption in Chicago— ZERO.

In reaction to Obama’s lackluster record in Chicago, I rewarded him by NOT giving him my vote during the 2008 presidential election.   Understand that my behavior was normal. Most Chicagoan failed their fellow Americans by not demonstrating the truth about Obama. If someone captures me and makes me suffer under their ineffective political regime, I do not vote for them in future elections- regardless of political party.  Some- those with political Stockholm Syndrome,  will forgive such local blunders as high taxes, high crime.  I do not.  I did not do it for Mitt Romney when he was my governor in Massachusetts nor did I do it for George W. Bush when he was my governor in Texas.  Neither man has nor ever will receive my vote for the United States Presidency.  This voting approach may be bottom up but it also applies to top down election decisions.

The burden of political responsibility lies with us all.  It is not just about what the politicians do.  It is about what we do in the voting booth.  Invariably, politicians play a crucial role in shaping our sociological destiny. Corruption, lost hope and lives are all ailments that have not changed much historically in Chicago- unless that change involves the problems growing worse with time.  I should know- I am a native.   You cannot have real hope or change without the determination to change the system. In Chicago there is an absence of that determination.  The slave is free but where do they go? they know nothing else. Yesterday’s Blago is today’s Rahm-bo.

That’s not change.  That’s just stupid.

There are Chicagoans who will rejoice at Mayor Richard’s recent announcement  in the blood covered streets but the shocking truth remains that their next mayor will be a Democrat and no better than the person who held them captive for nearly twenty-two years.

The jail door is locked tight and the key buried far beneath the earth in a place called hope.

Chicago students held an anti-violence rally in the Loop March 31, 2008 . Chicago Mayor Richard Daley and then Illinois Governor Rod Blagojevich joined the rally which was held to draw attention to the 21 students murdered in the city during the year

Autographed Letter Signed,

AFROCITY

 

Political Forecast: More Liberal Whine Flu Ahead September 7, 2010

If nature is kind to us, all seasons begin and end gradually with hint of warning for things to come.

Saturday morning I awoke to a crisp breeze-very unlike the other September mornings. My dog pricked her ears in a surprised fashion as she went outside for her daily potty.  The fur on her back raised, her tail coiled… What’s wrong puppy???

Then I touched the patio window. Eeek! It was 45 degrees! My jersey knit robe suddenly felt like paper – not keeping my body warm at all. Hurry up and pee doggie!!!

That breeze our only warning.  The day that began as chilly climbed to 74 degrees by its conclusion but still that morning cold jolt validated what I dread most about summer- that it is ending.

Soon I will trade in my wedge heeled sandals for a cute pair of Dansko clogs. Green leaves reveal their fall colors. Children selling lemonade will transform into little ghouls and goblins asking for candy. Whether I liked it or not, the season is changing. Goodbye sundresses and outdoor theater performances.  Goodbye Italian ice man. The Chicago “hawk” is coming. Time for Afrocity to purchase the 20 pound September issue of Vogue magazine, put on her flannel big girl panties and deal with it like a woman.

But some do not deal with life’s realities so easily… Some whine and kick and scream by defying the truth.

Instead of finding pleasure in going coat and over the knee boot shopping, they stubbornly insist on wearing campaign season white shorts and flip flops well into October.  They annoyingly play the liberal whine game well into November.

Political seasons change too you know. Any weather man will tell you that you can’t thrive during cold economic times if you can’t survive. There are political trends,  election winners and losers.  Thankfully some hurricanes fizzle out into tropical storms-  like Hurricane Arlen (Specter).  He started out weak, changed courses from right to left –then ended up being a disappointment to all and politically insignificant. Hard to keep up a good wind tunnel of trust when you are battling RINO-virus.


You never know who will be the season’s top political dog.

Or who will whine that they are talked about “like a dog”.

What once was a “do” may very well be a “don’t”  .

Yesterday’s election “it girl” could quickly turn into today’s boob:

As the mainstream media points out, this will be a “fierce” political season for the Democrats.  When you don’t conserve and gather enough support during the summer, a very autumn November can turn ugly.

From this article in the Quad-City Times:

GOP, Dems gear up for fierce political season

By Ed Tibbetts

September 6, 2010

Flag-waving tea partiers in Davenport  [Iowa] and cheering labor unionists in Hampton, Ill., kicked off the traditional start to the political season in the Quad-Cities on Monday.

In what’s an already intense atmosphere, both Republicans and Democrats were  preparing for the final 57-day sprint to the election, Nov. 2.

Democrats warned union members at the Salute to Labor picnic in Hampton about the perils of Republican control of Congress, saying they want to eliminate the minimum wage and the federal agency overseeing workplace safety.

At a rally of the Davenport Tea Party, activists criticized the rising federal debt, the new health-care reform law and increasing government influence in the economy.

“Government’s too big. It’s overreaching,” said Stan Gustafson, a pastor from East Moline. “I think the government’s got its hand in too many things.”

The most-cited example was the health-care law.

Many at the rally had harsh words for President Barack Obama, too. “He’s un-American,” Gustafson said.

Several of the tea partiers rallying at Brady and Locust streets emphasized they aren’t locked in with the Republican Party, though many said they planned to vote that way. Others also endorsed Republican calls to cut taxes.

It was clear they had no use for the Democrats controlling Congress.

Ouch! The ballot boxes overflowing with Republican votes will definitely signify a change in political seasons.  Americans want protection against the whine flu.

No more hacking up our tax dollars while poring Kool Aid flavored cough syrup down our throats.

No you won’t!

If Obama thinks he is being talked about like a dog now, just wait until 2012.  Another example of a change in political seasons is when Obama’s biggest fan’s like one of my 92 year old relatives say this:

“Every time Obama opens his mouth, I hate him a little bit more and more.”

When words like that are uttered by a woman who thought Obama was “competent” and “seemed like he could do the job” in 2008-  my advice to our president would be to eat up that arugula flavored kibble!

Autographed Letter Signed,

AFROCITY

 

 
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