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The other day I was looking through the Great Books of the Western World, brushing up on my Marxist theory. I turned to the Inventory of Terms at the end of the index volume, and my eyes were suddenly drawn to the topic of Social Change. “See Revolution” is all it said.

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On the eve of the inauguration a feverish tension gripped Washington D.C. The Bush Administration, it seemed obvious to almost everyone, was about to expire. For more than a year it had been fast crumbling. George Bush, who seemed as if he cared little for the Republic and less for its democracy, and who, also had ruled by presidential decree often without recourse to Congress, had come to the end of his rope after eight years in office.

On Tuesday, November 4, 2008, he had been abruptly dismissed by the voters, and even by his own party and its new leader, John McCain. Barack Obama, leader of the new Democrats for Change, the largest political party in America, was assuming for himself the leadership of the democratic Republic he and his wife had sworn to change.

The wildest rumors of what might happen were rife in the capital that fateful winter weekend, and the most alarming of them, as it happened, were not without some foundation. There were reports that McCain, in collusion with the Commander in Chief of the Army, was preparing an usurpation with the support of the Virginia garrison for the purpose of arresting the new President and establishing a military dictatorship. There was talk of a Democratic uprising. Some militant Democrats, aided by Obama sympathizers in the police, were to seize the entire mall, where the President’s White House and the Supreme Court and the Congress were located. There was talk also of a general strike.

On January 19, a hundred thousand Republicans crowded into the park in the center of Washington to demonstrate their opposition to making Obama President. One of their leaders attempted to get in touch with John McCain to propose joint action by the Army and organized militia should Obama be named to head a new government. It might have saved the Republic after the government had fled the capital.

Throughout most of the night from Sunday to Monday Obama paced up and down his room in the hotel, just down the street from the White House . Despite his nervousness he was supremely confident that his hour had struck. For nearly a month he had been secretly negotiating with Hillary Clinton and the other leaders of the conservative Left. He had had to compromise. He could not have a purely Obama government. But he could be President of a coalition government whose members, eight out of eleven
of whom were not Socialists, agreed with him on the abolition of the Republican Bush regime.

Only the aged, dour McCain and his pretty VP Sarah Palin had seemed to stand in his way. As recently as January 15, two days before the advent of the crucial last weekend, the grizzly old Naval salt had told General Colin Powell that he had ”no intention whatsoever of allowing that man to become President of the nation.” Yet under the influence of the united liberal media, McCain was finally weakening. He was seventy-six and, though far from senile, was tired.

On the afternoon of January 19, while Obama was having coffee and cakes with Ayers and other aides, Joe Biden, burst in and informed them categorically that on the morrow Obama would be elected President. Shortly before noon on Monday, January 20, 2009, Obama drove over to the White House for the ceremony that was to prove fateful for himself, for the US and for the rest of the world. From a window in the hotel, Biden, Clinton and other Democratic chiefs kept an anxious watch on the door of the White House, where the leader would shortly be coming out.

”We would see from his face whether he had succeeded or not,” Ayers noted.

For even then they were not quite sure. ”Our hearts are torn back and forth between doubt, hope, joy and discouragement,” Ayers jotted down in his diary. ”We have been disappointed too often for us to believe wholeheartedly in the great miracle.”

A few moments later they witnessed the miracle. The man with the funny Arab name, who had been a down-and-out, cocaine using surfer in Hawaii in his youth, a veritable unknown, this spellbinder who was purported to not even be American, and who was only forty-four years old, had just been administered the oath as President of the United States.

He drove the hundred yards to the hotel and was soon with his old cronies, Ayers and Wright and the others who had helped him along the rocky, brawling path to power.

”He says nothing, and all of us say nothing,” Ayers recorded, ”but his eyes are full of tears.”

That evening from dusk until far past midnight the delirious supporters marched in a massive torchlight parade to celebrate the victory. By the tens of thousands, they emerged in undisciplined masses from the depths of the city, passed before the White House and down the Pennsylvania Avenue, their bands blaring the rap music to the thunderous beating of the drums, their voices bawling the new victory song and other tunes that were old, their boots beating a mighty rhythm on the pavement, their torches held high and forming a ribbon of flame that illuminated the night and kindled the hurrahs of the onlookers
massed on the sidewalks.

From a window in his hotel McCain looked down upon the marching throng, unaware that he was beating time to the raucous marches with his cane, observing how a President had been picked who could arouse the people in such a Germanic way. Whether the old man, in his dotage, had any inkling of what had been unleashed that day is doubtful. A story, probably apocryphal, soon spread over Washington that in the midst of the parade he had turned to an old general and said, ”I didn’t know we had taken so many
Vietnamese prisoners.”

A stone’s throw down the avenue Barack Obama stood at an open window of the White House, beside himself with excitement and joy, dancing up and down, jerking his arm up continually in a salute, smiling and laughing until his eyes were again full of tears.

One foreign observer watched the proceedings that evening with different feelings. ”The river of fire flowed past the Israeli Embassy,” the ambassador, wrote, ”whence, with heavy heart and filled with foreboding, I watched its luminous wake.”

Tired but happy, Ayers arrived home that night at 3 A.M. Scribbling in his diary before retiring, he wrote: ”It is almost like a dream . . . a fairy tale . . . The new state has been born. Forty years of work have been crowned with victory. The revolution has begun!”

The state which was born on that day in 2009…

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The rest is soon to be written. I don’t want to appear too pessimistic about America’s future, but what happens between now and the end, though of great consequence, is by no means certain. But history often does repeat itself and someone will always say “I told you so.” This is what William L. Shirer went on to say about Adolf Hitler, in the rest of the introduction to his masterful book “The Rise and Fall of the Third Reich” which I have so blatantly but rather remorselessly plagiarized and rewritten.

“To some Germans and, no doubt, to most foreigners it appeared that a charlatan had come to power in Berlin. To the majority of Germans Hitler had – or would shortly assume – the aura of a truly charismatic leader. They were to follow him blindly, as if he possessed a divine judgment, for the next twelve tempestuous years.”

Finally he warned: ”It is one of the great examples,” as Friedrich Meinecke, the eminent German historian, said, ”of the singular and incalculable power of personality in historical life.”

America has come to a crossroad in its history. In either direction great good or great evil awaits. Or maybe we don’t really have a choice at all. But does America really need a civilian national security force for its future, as Barack Obama has announced?

This is what Obama said: “We cannot continue to rely on our military in order to achieve the national security objectives that we’ve set. We’ve got to have a civilian national security force that’s just as powerful, just as strong, just as well-funded.”

I asked an Obama supporter about this once, and he passed it off saying that it was only going to be a bunch of lawyers and engineers – you know, experts.

“You mean, like Hitler’s SS,” I replied.

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Vote for McCain and Palin. At least you’ll have an adversarial Congress to keep “them” honest. Change is rarely ever worth the cost.

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On election day.  Will our troops come home to a nation that is apologetic and ashamed for them, or proud of our soldiers who serve, and served in Iraq and Afghanistan? It may seem trivial to some, but there is a big difference.  I know.

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[ed. Reprinted from The Manitoba Herald, and reblogged from Right Mind – Idaho’s Number one Political Blog]

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The flood of American liberals sneaking across the border into Canada has intensified in the past week, sparking calls for increased patrols to stop the illegal immigration. The possibility of a McCain/Palin election is prompting the exodus among left-leaning citizens who fear they’ll soon be required to hunt, pray, and agree with Bill O’Reilly.

Canadian border farmers say it’s not uncommon to see dozens of sociology professors, animal rights activists and Unitarians crossing their fields at night. “I went out to milk the cows the other day, and there was a Hollywood producer huddled in the barn,” said Manitoba farmer Red Greenfield, whose acreage borders North Dakota. “The producer was cold, exhausted and hungry.” He asked me if I could spare a latte and some free-range chicken. When I said I didn’t have any, he left. Didn’t even get a chance to show him my screenplay, eh?”

In an effort to stop the illegal aliens, Greenfield erected higher fences, but the liberals scaled them. So he tried installing speakers that blare Rush Limbaugh across the fields. “Not real effective,” he said. “The liberals still got through, and Rush annoyed the cows so much they wouldn’t give milk.”

Officials are particularly concerned about smugglers who meet liberals near the Canadian border, pack them into Volvo station wagons, drive them across the border and leave them to fend for themselves. “A lot of these people are not prepared for rugged conditions,” an Ontario border patrolman said. “I found one carload without a drop of drinking water.”

They did have a nice little Napa Valley cabernet, though.” When liberals are caught, they’re sent back across the border, often wailing loudly that they fear retribution from conservatives.

Rumors have been circulating about the McCain administration establishing re-education camps in which liberals will be forced to shoot wolves from airplanes, deny evolution, and act out drills preparing them for the Rapture.

In recent days, liberals have turned to sometimes-ingenious ways of crossing the border. Some have taken to posing as senior citizens on bus trips to buy cheap Canadian prescription drugs. After catching a half-dozen young vegans disguised in powdered wigs, Canadian immigration authorities began stopping buses and quizzing the supposed senior-citizen passengers on Perry Como and Rosemary Clooney hits to prove they were alive in the ’50s. “If they can’t identify the accordion player on The Lawrence Welk Show, we get suspicious about their age,” an official said. Canadian citizens have complained that the illegal immigrants are creating an organic-broccoli shortage and renting all the good Susan Sarandon movies. “I feel sorry for American liberals, but the Canadian economy just can’t support them,” an Ottawa resident said. “How many art-history and English majors does one country need?”

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This PSA is really funny.

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The ABC Nightly News – Election 08 bus, with the slogan “Your Trusted Source” emblazoned on the side, rolled into Indiana today, and journalist Charles Gibson got off and interviewed Barack Obama, who was speaking at a nearby rally. I watched the interview that was conducted quite casually on the bus, with high hopes that Gibson could get the Democratic candidate to dispel some of the charges leveled against him by Sarah Palin, and assuage doubts that I and many other voters have about his past.

Obama didn’t want to repeat anything about his life, saying he had already revealed more than other candidates in the last two years, and he added that he has written two books.

But that wasn’t going to cut it with Charles Gibson, crack reporter and heir to the Peter Jennings chair at ABC Nightly News. He asked Obama directly about his involvement with William Ayers. In his inimitable fashion, Obama tap-danced completely around the issue, reiterating that he had worked indirectly with Ayers when he was working with the Annenberg Project. He added that Ronald Reagan had been a friend of Annenberg too.

I waited for Gibson to explain how nobody questions the character of philanthropist Walter Annenberg, who accquired his wealth the old fashioned way, running a railroad, and had cleverly disguised his liberal leanings even while working for several different Republican administrations, Nixon and Reagan. What needed clarification was his own relationship to Ayers, the Weatherman terrorist, who planned many attacks in the US in the Sixties.

But Gibson just sat there nodding, satisfied with Obama’s not so substantive answer.

And I hope that resolves it for once and for all, Obama had said, by way of prefacing his remarks.

As I watched Gibson nodding and nearly napping, I thought of the way Katie Couric had attacked Sarah Palin like a relentless pit-bull not too many nights ago, over on CBS; how she had doggedly asked Palin about McCain’s staff member, Rick Davis who had received money from the now failed institutuion Freddie Mac, and even after Palin had said that he had recused himself from dealings with that company, had still managed to land a solid punch, “but doesn’t he still work there?”

Ask the question, I thought. Ask him about the fund-raisers at the Ayers’ home. Ask him if he knew about his and Bernadine’s past, about the bombs in their closet. But he didn’t ask that or any other questions for that matter. He just sat there nodding, and reflecting, nodding and reflecting…

Since Obama and Ayers worked together on “philanthropic” activities, whatever they might have been, activities funded by the liberal Annenberg Foundation, Ayers has been a major force in Obama’s rise to nationwide prominence, even hosting the political equivalent of a kick-off tail-gate party for Obama at his home, and donating $200 to Obama’s campaign.

Sadly our trusted source didn’t ask him about that.

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 Here they are in no special order:

1. In John McCain and my foreign policy, America will aid those countries who espouse Democratic ideals, and exhibit Republican ways.

2. The Democrats fought long and hard to protect Fannie Mae and Freddie Mac from the regulation and oversight that could have saved them.

3. It’s true I’ve never been to Europe, and I feel no great want or need to go there except to see where all our boys are buried, like Normandy in France.

4. If I’m elected Vice President, I will be the only woman in America with her hairdresser and the Pentagon on speed-dial.

5. During the recent economic crisis, John McCain offered solutions, while Obama played fart and point politics.

6. I’m Sarah Palin, and I approve John McCain.

7. To Joe Biden: I loved you on West Wing.

8. At debate camp I was told to picture my adversary naked. Like I said, I loved you on West Wing.

9. Yes, I was for the bridge to nowhere before I was against it, but don’t forget, for six months out of the year it’s dark in Alaska.

10. I heard Joe Biden say that FDR spoke to the nation on television in 1929. I think it was three other people.

11. After speaking with Dick Cheney, I now know what Vice Presidents do – they take Senators and journalists hunting.

12. I don’t mind losing, if there’s pizza afterwards. I don’t even mind a good spanking, if there’s pizza afterwards.

13. I went to college in Alaska, and wrote my senior thesis on snow – the wet kind.

14. Oh, I have Handi-Wipes.

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Will Sarah Palin receive the fair and equal treatment she deserves from the television media at the Vice Presidential debate this week? That is the question that troubles many Republicans in America, and the news today out of St. Louis is not encouraging.

According to a story written by Bob Unruh at WorldNetDaily, Gwen Ifill, the moderator of the upcoming debate between Sarah Palin and Joe Biden, is in the process of writing a book about Barack Obama and other young African-American politicians who, in her words, are “forging a bold new path to political power.”

Gwen Ifill, who works at PBS, is already noted for being a little snippy toward Republicans. In a previous event she all but sent Dick Cheney to the corner, when he asked her for more than his alloted 30 seconds to respond to an attack by his Democratic rival, John Edwards.

“Well, that’s all you’ve got,” she said to Cheney.

I hope that Eifel hasn’t been blinded by the glare of the written page, and can pull her self away from recording Obama’s glorious history long enough to make some history of her own, by fairly administering the debate.

Sarah Palin has been literally raped by the liberal press, since she said “you betcha'” to John McCain’s offer to be his running-mate, and some of the worst assaults are coming from ordinarily unbiased networks. The line of track has clearly been laid down in this election, it would seem, with Fox News the lone defender of McCain-Palin against the gang of MSNBC, NYT, ABC, CBS and the list goes on and on ad nauseum.

But on the forums of the internet, there’s a loyal group of staunch supporters forming for Sarah Palin, folks who see her as a cock-eyed American optimist, a kind of Ms. Smith Goes to Washington, folks who laugh at her jokes about putting lipstick on a pig, who get the folksy wisdom of wondering what a Vice President really does, or saying how she can see Russia from her front door. Her supporters are a grass-roots lot, and they’re listening to every word the talking-heads at the networks say, and how they say them. They’re internet savvy, and they know all the angles – even the one’s cameramen use to benefit or belittle a candidate. Ms. Palin is taking a lot of heat right now for John McCain and the economy, and for what some have labeled her gaffes in the face of some very loaded questions, but the forums are manned, and the bloggers are blogging 24/7.

If Sarah Palin is a genuine Ms. Smith, then the Democrats have to destroy her, for we all know how the movie Mr. Smith Goes to Washington turns out. She owns what they have lost over the years, or maybe they never really had it at all, the qualities that America so desperately needs to overcome the lack of trust, and the corruption and cynicism that pervades Washington today, small-town qualities and values that hearken back to Lincoln and William Jennings Bryan (in a good way) and Ronald Reagan.

Obama claims he’ll change things, but he is very beholden to the powerful Democratic political machines in Chicago and Boston and Arkansas.

Sarah Palin could be the real deal, and I hope America sees in the debates what I’ve been seeing since the day she first walked out on the stage in her high-heels at the RNC and regaled us with her homespun wit and humor.

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