WHO DID THE DAMAGE?

If you’ve suffered the loss of a loved one, you certainly also know the spirit of incredulity that haunts for a long time afterward, perhaps forever, the recollection of that person.

“Surely she’s not dead; she just CAN’T be!”

It’s the same, cold disbelief that grips my realization that, come January, Curious George will occupy the oval office (or after 141 days or so, will he start running for Pope?): that in the East Room, personable, patriotic Michelle will preside over glittering dinners for heads of state; and that Air Force One will transport someone about as capable to lead and make decisions as a random pick from Roosevelt Road in Chicago. Believe it or not, though, it’s true. A considerable majority of the voters embraced the image that ungodly expensive television commercials and love-sick news sources bludgeoned into their weak heads.

I thought it would be interesting to consider his perceptible characteristics, his campaign rhetoric, his mostly “present” voting career in the Illinois legislature, and his less than 5-month association with the U.S. Senate and attempt to infer just who would have voted for him. Not necessarily in order of importance my conclusions follow.

Career panhandlers. B.O.’s frequent pledge to allocate what you’ve worked to earn among those that studiously avoid work was a powerful inducement to this crew.
Individuals with Harold Washington or Edwin Edwards – electorate/ O.J. Simpson - murder trial jurors’ rationality. “So what if he’s a felon?” “So what if he’s a murderer?” “Damn the evidence; full speed ahead.” One wonders, in fact, if voters like these don’t find something attractive about certain known criminals and support them BECAUSE of their sins. Perhaps voters like these have the same tendencies to crime.
Baby-murderers. It is in relation to abortion that B.O.’s only assertive Illinois vote occurred. It wasn’t “present” for the issue of life support to a wretched little baby-murder survivor, it was “make damned sure the creature doesn’t survive.”
Unpatriotic people, especially those that vociferously condemn their country or that work violently to injure it.
Those that would prefer to battle terrorism in Washington, D.C., New York City, Denver, or Dallas than in Iraq, Afghanistan, Pakistan, Syria, and the like.
Citizens that, despite its inglorious collapse and failure in much of the civilized world, persist in longing for Communism or something close.
Empty heads that allowed Oprah Winfrey, PBS, ABC, CBS, Yahoo, etc. to tell them how to vote. This category deserves to lose the right to vote.
“Fringies” is my best effort at a name for this group, but it consists of people that will champion ANY notion, so long as it exceeds the bounds of decency and reason in this country in contemporary times. Both groups 6 and 7 may have as objectives mere vandalism; i.e., ruthlessly tearing down what we have for no particular reason, just for the joy of unprincipled revolution, or there may be $ in it for them. At any rate, here we find people such as former Supreme Court disasters as William O. Douglas, Earl Warren, and Thurgood Marshall; Gary Trudeau, world’s least humorous but most rabidly leftwing cartoonist (Gary, Sweetie, had I been President, your representation of me via a swastika would have earned you my visit, at which I either would have pounded with my fists your scummy ass into the dirt or made you retract in public your slanders – your choice, of course.); Hugh Heffner, wealthy pornographer and intellectual moron, or most anyone belonging to the ACLU or to Horrywood. The boundaries between 6. and 8. are blurred, and I may have misclassified some specimens. The reader is invited to make his own adjustments.
Perpetual Race Debtors. These misguided souls believe that after more YEARS than B.O. served DAYS in the U.S. Senate before someone persuaded him to cash in on the ranks of the gullible, they STILL owe blacks and partial blacks some sort of compensation for what their dim (meaning in long-passed times) ancestors suffered.

Regarding these categories of electors I can best all the political pundits and, at this early date, predict the winner of the 2012 presidential election – assuming that B.O. has not programmed our destruction and that we still exist and have one. Of course, it’s B.O. again! FOUR MORE YEARS! The reason is obvious; his crucial basis for support, enumerated above, are GUARANTEED to propel him into office again. Life forms in those classes, caring nothing for what he has done and not done, will not give two hoots what he has done and not done between 2009-2012. Once again they will vote according to the group attributes enumerated above.

Recently the Worst Lady – elect decided that her worthless husband’s nomination was the first time she had ever been proud of her country. (Apparently when Princeton eliminated a qualified applicant in favor of a stupid, affirmative action pig that had failed her entrance exam didn’t count.) I would like to counter that B.O.’s election was the first time I had NOT been proud of my country, but there were two others; when it elected the obscene, womanizing clown from Arkansas. I didn’t want to continue living among people that would elect a known jerk, but unlike Horrywood gutter balls like Basinger and Baldwin, who swore they’d abscond if G.W. Bush became President, I couldn’t afford to move.

My present loss of pride in my country, though, is orders of magnitude greater than it was then. I am ashamed, ill, and angry to be one of them.