A great deal was decided yesterday. I’m not sure the vast majority of the country quite realizes the new gravity of our situation. I’m likely the only one in my little gay family here in Arizona that voted for John McCain, and likely the only one who understands enough of history to realize what we’re facing. That’s not a dog on my friends, because even though we wholeheartedly disagree I still love them all dearly; what’s far scarier than that is the fact that there are millions upon millions who, unlike my friends, had absolutely no clue why they wanted to vote for Obama, except for the fact that they wanted change.
But what change have we just voted for? In 1959, a young upstart led his guerilla army into Havana, Cuba and overthrew the government. Fidel Castro assumed power, promising change and prosperity without ever making concrete plans known to the public. Before they knew it, the public wasn’t allowed to speak freely and the government controlled every facet of life, including the media. The slightest public disagreement could land a Cuban in squalid prison conditions without a trial. Sure, everyone had something. But even to this day, in that society (as well as in China) one group does all the work and the lazy ones still get a share. All this was Castro’s promised “change.”
Barack Obama has already admitted a desire to affect socialist ideals in American society. When the now-infamous Joe the Plumber forced him to admit, “when you spread the wealth around, it’s good for everybody,” not only was he admitting a firm belief in wealth redistribution, but in the days that followed he openly castigated the major news outlets involved in spreading the story. He banned them from his campaign jet and refused to give interviews to them ever again. If this is a precursor to what we can expect during his presidency (including both his and Nancy Pelosi’s vocalized desire to bring back the fairness doctrine, essentially gutting the First Amendment freedom of speech), then maybe we deserve it.
Maybe we deserve four years of unadulterated liberal assault on our Constitutional freedoms. Maybe the overwhelming millions who voted for any change regardless of reality will wake up the first time we’re attacked again, which I predict will happen within the first year of Obama’s presidency. If not then, hopefully they’ll wake up after the second attack, which will be inevitable because Obama will do exactly what he promises–he’ll try to be diplomatic with murdering terrorists who believe it is their mandate from God to kill all the infidels of the world.
Maybe Steve is right, but if he is, and McCain’s liberal policies would have only made things worse, I still think Hillary Clinton is far less scary than Barack Obama. I feel a dread as though we’re dancing our way to our destruction with smiles on our faces and nary a clue, happy all the while. I’ve told my friends that I hope I’m wrong, and I don’t think they understand just how badly I’m hanging on to that hope. For now, while I’m still free to say it, I’m going to take a page out of the Democrat playbook:
He’s NOT my president, nor will he ever be.
(PS: watch out this weekend for my first-ever vidblog. I’ve got some choice words for the gay community’s role in this disaster, and I’m done being nice.)