Barrack Obama: Take Your Hope and Shove It Where the Sun Don’t Shine (Rant From An Angry White Poor Person)
“And Barack Obama will require you to work. He is going to demand that you shed your cynicism, that you put down your division, that you come out of your isolation, that you move out of your comfort zones, that you push yourselves to be better, and that you engage. Barack will never allow you to go back to your lives as usual - uninvolved, uninformed…” Michelle Obama
Those words have had me livid ever since that lugubrious bitch uttered them. If anyone comes around me trying to enforce the Obamas’ brown shirt notion of what “citizens” ought to be doing, I’d be inclined to put a bullet right between their eyes. Those are freaking fighting words and my anger over the Obamas’ continuous, god damn temerity to suggest that they are going to dictate to private individuals how the hell they will think or spend their time and money is not likely to dissipate any time soon.
And of course they’re bitter. Of course they’re frustrated. You would be too. In fact many of you are. Because the same thing has happened here in Indiana. The same thing happened across the border in Decatur. The same thing has happened all across the country. Nobody is looking out for you. Nobody is thinking about you...Barack Obama (Source)
Here is a news flash for you Obama. Typical Americans do not go around wondering why the hell the government isn’t helping out. They do not want anyone “looking out” for them or “thinking” about them. It seems the Obamas keep confusing hard working Americans for their constituents back in the “hood”, you know, those “cynics, sloths and complacents“. They mistake us all for Katrina victims who go wandering around helplessly, incapable of even getting to higher ground without a freaking road map.
You would think Obama and his very bitter wife (hey, if that wench isn’t some harridan on steroids, I don’t know who is) would have an aversion to slavery. Yet, it is clear he expects the American people to buy into this notion that all of a sudden we are obligated to take on the plight of the poor. That we will “… have to give up a piece of their pie so that someone else can have more.” That we should become slaves to the Obama vision of Utopia.
Well, guess what Obama, you socialist slut. I am one of those poor whom you, with your audacious arrogance, seem to think needs or wants the charity that you want to coerce out of my rich neighbors.
Listen very carefully Oboma. I DON’T WANT NONE OF YOUR STINKIN’ SOCIALIST HELP.
I am “poor” because of my inane and fool hearty actions. Not because of some nefarious rich person. In fact Obama, I love rich people. I have survived with quite a comfortable level of poverty from those wealthy folks’ crumbs.
For three years some wealthy boat brokers paid me to write a blog about boating. I was quite happy to do so and I thank god that there are folks rich enough to squander their fortunes on toys that are fun for peons like me to write about. For five years before that I drove a limo, quite content to haul those wealthy capitalists around because -guess what -their devotion to their bank account allowed me to make a decent living.
And guess what Obama, baby. Before all of that I made a living off of rich people as a personal trainer. Yeah, those damn wealthy folks and their extravagances, paying good money for foolishness. And damn glad I am that they had the wits and energy and ambition to grow that money, because then they could waste it by paying poor working stiffs like me.
And even before that, I sold real estate to rich folks and their wealth added to my small stockpile of growing wealth. I have been making a living all of my freaking life from rich folks who could afford any and every service I could offer. That’s how it works you pathetic fool. In all of my freaking years working in America I have never made one thin bloody dime from working for a poor person. Poor people never paid me to write for them, they never ordered a limo, they never paid $75 an hour for me to train them and they never bought a house from me.
I’d be OK now, I think, if cancer hadn’t knocked me down. And no Obama, I didn’t have insurance, not because I couldn’t afford it, but because, like the typical liberal that I was, I employed a good bit of magical thinking instead of common sense when I was building my training business and I chose not to divert monies into insurance that I (foolishly) thought that I didn’t need at the time.
And I got mired, for a time, in that system you want to foist on this country, Obama, the dreary, demeaning world of welfare and medicare and food stamps. As sick as I was, out of shame I would go grocery shopping at 3 AM so no one would witness the exchange of government stamps for food. And that is your “change” you envision, you pompous ass? Do you really want to turn the entire country into a ghetto sucking a government teat?
After 911, I started learning about the traitorous left in this country… well, actually, I started learning about socialists like you, Obama. I got some ‘education’ that your precious public school system never provided, and that was this whole notion of government helping down- and-out folks is simply socialism and that America was never designed to offer hand outs to their citizens.
That the system that I grew up with and took for granted - this safety net of free medical care and free money from big brother - was an aberration, a distortion of the American dream. And I determined, then and there, never ever to be subject to it again. (For awhile, I was trying to pay the government back for the exorbitant amount it spent curing my cancer, but not anymore, not if they are going to give it away to illegals). 
I determined to try to make a living off my writing on the internet so that if the cancer returns, I can still earn money from a hospital bed , producing an honest days work , not getting handouts from poverty pimps like you.
And guess what Obama, I hate your vision of government so much that, most likely, I will die if the cancer comes back because I will not go through being the government’s charity case again. Now my sons may have a problem with that, should it ever happen, but I would much rather be ravaged by non-hodgkins lymphoma again than the cancer of your compassion, you patronizing little twat.
Do you get it Obama? Us typical white folks aren’t your usual welfare entitlement freaks. We are a people who want to make it on our own, or die trying. So Obama, take your war on typical white, rich Americans poverty and shove it up your ass. All you are going to end up killing is my future and those of my children and grandchildren.
Because as many times I have been knocked down or tripped myself up, I had hope, Obama. I knew that I could pick myself up and try again. But with you and your ilk intent on killing off the wealth in this country, I, for the first time as an American, am losing hope. Indeed, Obama, if fate should finally spit on America and you rise up to take your throne, there will be no hope left at all.
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zee April 15th, 2008 at 12:49 am
Ah, but sir, you do quite the job yourself. It was your post that sent me on my rant. I had wanted to put together a post exploring Obama’s Kenyan kin and got diverted by this damn fool’s arrogance. And that is the thing.
Totally inconsequential crap like racism obscure needed discussion and exploration of Obama’s very alarming ideological roots. And it has been interesting reading about his Kenyan Cousin Raila’s presidential escapades…some interesting parallels. So, tomorrow perhaps, unless Michelle moves her lips and dumps another load of idiocy.