Dumb Like a Fox

There was a time when I believed Barack Obama was stupid, he didn’t get it. Now I believe the opposite, I am the one who is stupid, and failed to get it. What changed my mind? First let me explain why I believed he didn’t get it. Obama has such radical ideas on everything that it is hard to accept that any true American citizen would deliberately want to destroy the country, especially not the president. As the years have rolled by and I learn more about his agenda, I discover why he has all the radicals working for him, why his ideas are so nutty, and why he wants to “transform the greatest country in the world.”

I have always asked the question transform into what? He has never openly revealed his plan. Most presidents present their vision for the country, Reagan saw us as “The Shining City on the Hill.” Many others saw us as the beacon of hope for the world. The USA is the place where a person can come and find the American Dream. Obama only saw the USA as a place for Hope and Change. Hope for what and change into what? To this day, he has never really disclosed it  publicly. What he hopes for is to change America into a Progressive society. What is a Progressive agenda? If one reads the goals of the Communist Party of America they align with those of the Progressive movement. To me, that makes the Progressive movement a Communist movement. In other words, he wants everyone equal. Not equal in opportunity, but equal in everything. In his Progressive World there isn’t a one percent of rich, but there is a larger than one percent of élite who rule the equals.

A few weeks ago,Obama slipped and told the truth for once.

Obama declared: “If you’ve been successful you didn’t get there on your own.” He reasons, “I’m always struck by people who think ‘well, it must be because I was just so smart’. There are a lot of smart people out there!  ‘It must be because I worked harder than everybody else.’ Let me tell you something—there are a whole bunch of hardworking people out there!”

The last sentence is what I call the truth, Let me tell you something—there are a whole bunch of hardworking people out there!”

What he fails to recognize in that truth is that there are people who work very hard every day for eight hours, or maybe even ten hours. They may even have more than one job to make ends meet. They punch out and go home. Then, there are others who work hard everyday for twenty hours, and who finally go home exhausted, to a sleeping family. They are the owners of a business. They eat, sleep and dream their business.

No one denies that most people work hard at their jobs. My father was the hardest working man I ever knew, but he would never have invested his meager savings in any venture that might have caused him to lose it. My mother always wanted to start a business. She recognized the idea of making a profit from her talent and labor, but dad never allowed her to think about it. So here we are people. Good hard-working people, like Grumpa Joe’s parents, would share economically with the one percent who invested considerable money, time, and talent to  become successful. Most of these people also employ people like my mom and dad. My parents would never buy into the concept of government sharing because they survived on what they could earn using their own talent. They would have considered equalization of money from the government as charity, and the idea of going on charity repulsed them, it meant they were unable to fend for themselves. No man given the gift of life from God should depend on another without desperate need. What my mom and dad did believe was

“that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty, and the pursuit of Happiness….”

So my friends, when Obama stuck his foot into his mouth with his preposterous statement he needed a diversion to take some heat from his life. A phone call to a couple of his Dumb-o-crat pals with a suggestion to use an Alinsky diversion was in order. The good soldiers went right into action.

They knew their statements would be seen as a  violation of  the First Amendment right to free speech. The mayors knew it was stupid to speak of denying  a business license to a legitimate business that would employ people in their towns, and they knew the gay and lesbian community would mindlessly jump at an opportunity to showcase their cause, and they knew the media would make it headline news. What they failed to recognize is that the American public would see right through their stupidity and turn Chick-Fil-A into a conservative statement of support for the Constitution. Eat mor chikin!

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