I love stews and soups but I want the various meats and vegetables to have their own distinct color, flavor and consistency. Any soup worth its salt will have firm carrots, mushrooms, corn and potatoes.
I just thought of Barack Obama in the kitchen stirring a huge cauldron of soup….and a humorous visual it was. The little unsuspecting vegetables were shouting from the pot to be stirred faster and faster. You know how tingly and excited the masses of gaping gullibles become as they are stirred to a crazed hysteria by the great orator. They were sadly unaware that they were all losing their identity and becoming a cauldron of bland, grey goop. A mush pot called “Obama’s America”. A melting pot luck of lock step people thinking, speaking and acting in Stalinistic unison. Ushered in by the great unifying cook, Barack Obama.
In an Obama nation, one would be considered too firm, a stubborn veggie needing more cooking, if you disagreed with the pack of thoughtless, bleating sheep that made him Commander-in-Chef. Just as sure as the followers are mushheads, individual solidness, independence, personal responsibility and righteous thought patterns would be attacked. So much so, that many would not consider it worth the effort to maintain the fight in the face of such opposition. Political correctness would no longer be optional, but mandatory. Rather than fight all of this and be considered different and abnormal (even knowing Obama’s Re Americanization policies are so wrong) they would just acquiesce and become a characterless part of the big cauldron of grey, muddified goop.
Think about it! He wants us all to come together in the name of unity. He wants those who oppose his radical liberal agenda to blend in and meld together with those who support it. Opponents of gay marriage and abortion (especially late term) are to go along to get along, in the name of unity. He wants those who oppose a redistribution of wealth from hard working Americans to the able indolent to be stirred into submission and agreement. He wants his critics to be quiet, accept an ultra liberal America and everything he stands for and just be nice and ,”come together” From Obama’s stance, no differences should be pointed out between Christians, Muslims, Atheists, whatever- in the name of unity.
Well, this is NOT what our Founding Fathers meant by, “The United States of America”. He’s out to restructure the whole system. And the screaming lemmings care not one whit about any of that. They just want him and apparently any change whatsoever he wants will do. He and his minions keep yelling that America’s broken. Well, you ain’t seen nothin’ yet. If Barack is elected, he’ll fix it all right! If you’re listening, say, “Amen”.
And what about this nonsense about white guilt? And, “Its time for a black president”? I know many in the black community-and whites of the Father Phleger flavor- would have all white folks feel an undeserved guilt over slavery. However, I don’t believe one white person feels any guilt about something they had absolutely nothing to do with. If they do, then it must be misplaced guilt. Get a shrink! I still believe reparations will be revisited like so much of the Obama plan for the ”Brotherhood”
He wants the war in Iraq to come to an abrupt, failed end. And for that view to be accepted by those who want to see a victorious conclusion. To put it mildly, Barack Obama is putting forth a supreme effort at this juncture to hide his and Michelle’s Black Liberation Theology views.
I have observed this pair closely enough to have no doubt that the changes they want for America are only partially listed above. Their overall world view, Marxism, which is evidenced by the people with whom they have been closely associated for many years, would bring about a totally “Changed” America, for sure. But not one that I could continue to respect. If this nation has enough careless, clueless and downright lazy citizens to put a man like Obama in command, then I say they deserve what they are begging for.
The sad part is that the ones that will be hurt most in an Obama Nation would be those very poor souls now clamoring for his coronation!
For some inexplicable reason, I had been thinking about Cindy Bates Quayle lately, the subject of this song. Coincidentally and unexpectedly, just last week I got an e-mail from her sister, Theresa Bates Connolly, who now lives in Norwood, Missouri. It must be time to share this song. 
