Posts Categorized: Class Warfare
It was with great interest that I watched Facebook catch fire with support of the calls for picketing and sick-outs at Wal-Mart stores across the country on Black Friday. From what I could tell, most of those supporting the calls were liberals who attacked the company with claims that it doesn’t pay “a living wage”, “exploits” its workers, or owes its workers health care. I even saw one fantastical claim that a majority of Wal-Mart employees are on food stamps.
Yup, tax hikes on the rich and small business will cure our economy.
Several major labor unions are banding together to launch an ad campaign next week urging members of Congress to raise tax rates on the wealthiest Americans and to protect entitlement programs from major cuts as a solution to the looming fiscal cliff, a source with knowledge of the effort told CNN Friday.
Nearly fifty years ago, during my tour of America on a Triumph motorcycle, I stopped at a Civil War Museum and burial ground for Civil War soldiers in Northern Alabama. I’ve been a student of history, and this seemed to be a curious part of America’s history.
The museum was run by the Daughters Of The Confederacy. A group that dedicated themselves to their work and the history of the Civil War Era. Their dedication to the memory of The Lost Cause or War of Northern Aggression and to the heroes of the Confederacy was awe inspiring if not a little frightening to a Canadian teenager. I paid to attend a formal history lesson and was barraged with a mass of history from the Southern perspective.
Secretary of State Hillary Clinton told American women she is tired of listening to them whine; actually, she said she can’t stand them to hear them “whining.” If they had the wherewithal to marry a president, they could finagle jobs like Senator of New York and Secretary of State. Oh, but they are intent on making bad choices in life and then whining about those same bad choices.
Hillary knows about bad choices, as Secretary of State it is her responsibility for security for diplomatic posts like Benghazi. That whole thing went to Hell in a hand basket, but you don’t hear her complaining. Hell no, it is full speed ahead to the next disaster.
I am a hard boiled cynic who has precious little time for morons and fools, but I love to listen to a man with a message.
If you drive too many miles and listen to lots of radio personalities over a variety of formats, you realize, some are better speakers than others, some are intelligent, and some are inspirational. The first time I heard Bishop Jackson, I felt a tear roll down my cheek. For a former trapper and hunting guide, getting choked up over a few words is unusual; however, the Bishop Jackson is an unusual man.
Liberals perceive tax cuts as giving something to the rich. Nothing could be farther from the truth. Tax cuts allow the rich and poor alike to keep more of the money they earned rather than give it to nameless, faceless and largely unaccountable bureaucrats to distribute.
In this modern time, no one expects a Democrat to be honest, not the public, not the media, not Democrats, and especially not the Progressives and Liberals. Lying is the accepted modus operandi, every bit of news or public announcement from the Obama administration and its mainstream media is considered propaganda at best and often just a bald-faced lie. It’s no big deal; the public has accepted the fact that Obama lies as a matter of course. He is a liar and they love him for his arrogant manner of pretending people believe his lies.
How many Americans are willing to look into the mirror and ask whether they should be on medication for being so gullible four years ago.
The real tragedies of life consume us in an inarticulate manner; at least, we feel that way, after feeling so stupid for walking into an obvious trap so blindly, to be hurt so crudely, by mindless acts so devoid of meaning, by people so utterly lacking in style, grace, and substance. Their vulgarity and credulity consumes us as if they are a brute force of overpowering barbarity; but in the final analysis, it is we who gave them this pretense of competent leadership by which they trapped us so securely. With dramatic effect we rage to express our indignation and outrage; sadly, the dry humor of this sad comedy mocks us; for we are the players or actors of this sublime tragic comedy and we have written our own script.