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If ye love wealth better than liberty,
the tranquility of servitude
better than the animating contest of freedom,
go home from us in peace.
We ask not your counsels or your arms.
Crouch down and lick the hands which feed you.
May your chains set lightly upon you,
and may posterity forget that you were our countrymen.”
– Samuel Adams
When Reagan and Gorbachev pulled the plug on Soviet communism, its army of central planners, KGB informants and useful media idiots, much of the world breathed a collective (sorry) sigh of relief. Marx and Engels’ monster had finally been put to rest.
What the world failed to understand is that like all great pandemics, communism had merely gone to ground, where it lay dormant in the minds of its hosts in academia. There it found refuge; free from the critical eye of its detractors, sheltered by the bastardized view of academic freedom – where only its true believers were granted tenure – and the right to corrupt fresh, young minds.
The ultimate expose on the radical nature of our 44th president: “The Manchurian President: Barack Obama’s Ties to Communists, Socialists and other Anti-American Extremists.” The best-seller as an audio book is also available.
Communism’s resurgence under the Obama/Ayers nexus was nothing short of spectacular! The manmade pandemic that had murdered 60 million of its own countrymen, for the crime of disbelief, returned to repeat its murderous tenure through a series of “czars” imported from Russia’s authoritarian government to Washington, D.C. Democratic “representatives” looked America in the eye and told us we would have to pass their bills to find out what was in them. And Obama, channeling Ayers, signed them into law. A man with no past – and no future – intent on destroying the present. America’s throat had been slit by its sworn protector, its pockets emptied and the body left in the smoke-filled back rooms where deals are done in Chicago.
The stimulus didn’t “trickle down.” Instead, it went into the pockets of Obama’s bankers and backers – where it was sure to re-emerge and grease the palms of congressional Democrats and their media cheerleaders in the midterm elections.
Few heard the tiny voice that spoke up and said, “No. Not here. Not in America.”
No one in Washington, D.C., heard it. Perhaps they were too busy greasing one another’s palms with the $700 billion taxpayer stimulus pig they’d slaughtered. Perhaps they forgot how to listen. Perhaps they never knew. Or perhaps they thought only the palms that greased their own were worthy of representation in America.
Then another voice spoke up. And another. Then a million voices spoke on the Mall, in Washington, D.C., and said, “No. Not here. Not in America. This will not stand!”
The politicians in the Capitol closed their windows and doors, and hid behind their terrorism-inspired barricades from the people who’d sent them to govern. They agreed with the inbred, East Coast media and the Ayers academic offspring, that the event had never happened, nothing was said, nothing was seen, nothing was heard – and indeed it was time to move on with their communist agenda.
And in a sense, they were right. This is America. You promised us you could fix it. We gave you the chance. You failed. You’re finished.
Your time is over. America has awakened. It is time to move on from the adolescent utopian fantasy of communism and its fanatical, murderous leadership. The million voices on the Mall have grown to a hundred million in the heartland. We are standing in line for Nov. 2. Then we will finally speak. And you will hear. But for you, it is already too late.