Wednesday, April 16, 2008

Bitter Leftists


According to Obama's classist and racist theories, the least-bitter people should be unarmed, employed, multi-racial, secular, educated city-dwellers. Why, the happiest people should be people just like Barack Obama. And the reason they're happy, ostensibly, is that they see the "truth" and the truth is that America is a mean, lazy, racist, oppressive, ignorant, small-minded, place who's leaders and right wingers get off on dominating the rest of the world. (Did I forget any of Michelle Obama's adjectives?)

Oh, and this is just GREAT! Zombietime has the most awesome pictures of Obama's visit to his peeps out in San Francisco. It was definitely the "hood" alright. Go check it out yourself. I was laughing at Michelle Obama's speech from today. Her perfect grammer rolled into South Chicago ebonics where she told the audience that her, "working class South Chicago upbringing shaped her" not her Harvard and Yale training. Well, I think both places informed her and the common thread was bitterness at the man. Any resentment she harbored would have been fed and watered at the elite institutions she attended.

It hasn't been my experience that people who share Michelle and Barack Obama's beliefs are the happiest people. Quite the contrary. The angriest, most wheels-off people share their pessimistic world view. There is no forgiveness, no mercy, no generosity, no charity, no love.
It informs their whole belief system. The reason the government HAS to take care of things is because average people won't do the right thing given a choice. They must be forced to do the right thing by the government. The government is the great equalizer.

I guess, then, that the happiest people should be IRS workers--bureaucrats.

An aside: Barack Obama's family owned slaves?

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