Something Stinks, is it B. O.


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What the Uproar is Really About

 

Cover of "The Truth About Obamacare"
Cover of The Truth About Obamacare

One has to laugh (if only it wasn’t so painful) of the truth about ObamaCare.  We, as Americans are required

Dumbfounded again...always?
Dumbfounded again…always?

to pay for health insurance on Barack’s terms?   Is the guy a dictator or what?  That answer is becoming clearer as each day passes I’m afraid.

 As a Conservative I always knew that at the very least B. O. was a Socialist and most probably a dictator waiting for the perfect opportunity to flex his power.  He has gotten more gutsy, or come out more (in fact, he is the gutless wonder) with his secretive ways – no transparency with this guy!  He tiptoes around the problem in Syria and it is no surprise because his Muslim Brotherhood buddies failed miserably in Egypt.

Barack Hussein Obama embarrassed the entire U.S. by making empty threats and outright lies to the world.  He was rewarded for doing that by Vladimir Putin and there lies the embarrassment.  A Russian leader reprimanding the president of the United States?  That alone makes Obama smell bad.   Oh not that we couldn’t be reprimanded by another, but that the leader of such a disreputable land could do it!  What does that say about us?  Well I know and that is cause to hang our heads.

 Putin, as a contributor in an Op-Ed for the New York Times, explained to Barack how international diplomacy works:

Vladimer making a point!
Vladimir making a point

My working and personal relationship with President Obama is marked by growing trust. I appreciate this. I carefully studied his address to the nation on Tuesday. And I would rather disagree with a case he made on American exceptionalism, stating that the United States’ policy is “what makes America different. It’s what makes us exceptional.” It is extremely dangerous to encourage people to see themselves as exceptional, whatever the motivation. There are big countries and small countries, rich and poor, those with long democratic traditions and those still finding their way to democracy. Their policies differ, too. We are all different, but when we ask for the Lord’s blessings, we must not forget that God created us equal.”

And I thought this introduction by Kathleen Parker to a piece concerning the same subject was appropriate to add as well:

Putin’s lecture farcical end to U.S. diplomatic miscues

WASHINGTON — As I read Vlad’s op-ed in The New York Times, a Judy Collins tune kept replaying in my head: “Isn’t it rich? Isn’t it queer?”

The song, actually written by Stephen Sondheim, although it is Collins’ signature hit, is “Send in the Clowns” and seems an apt sound track

Billboard with portrait of Assad and the text ...
Billboard with portrait of Assad and the text God protects Syria on the old city wall of Damascus 2006 (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

for current events. As we’ve stalled in making a decision about how to handle Syria (two years and counting), Russian President Vladimir Putin and Syrian President Bashar al-Assad have been allowed to emerge as reasonable heads of state, talking down to the U.S., lecturing us about our misplaced belief in exceptionalism, and making demands that mock our president….

But I’ve gotten off the topic of, ObamaCare, and the reason there are just so many things wrong about this guy (B O) that something smells bad and one trail leads to another.  I will write more on the fines and cost the supposedly Affordable Care Act, soon, can you even wait?

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Steve Richie

Hi folks, Two lives in one lifetime. The first me, lived to age thirty-four. That Steve was overly confident and oozing with pride. Then, on a record heat-setting day (107º) here in the Twin Cities area of Minnesota and western Wisconsin, a one car near-fatal wreck left me in a two-month long coma. I emerged much as I was before minus certain physical capabilities, but my mind seemed mostly in tact. The crash and its effects did not change me (I emerged a happy individual) but the deeds perpetrated against me in the ensuing months from my wife of sixteen years scared and humbled me as I was dragged down with nothing left by my wife who now had guardianship over all of our accounts. And neither would she allow me to see our kids. She took everything out of, "Our" names and changed them to her name only; then would not allow me to our home and divorced me. I was angry, but no more. I spent half of 1988 and more than half of 1989 in hospitals, nursing homes and a three month stint at a head-injury rehab center where I was being taught how to re-enter society as this different person, that I didn't know. I was not able to return to my previous line of work, a self-employed decorator, you know, painting and paperhanging. It was a physical job which required much dexterity, finesse, and a good grasp of numbers. I returned to the beginning, school, but on a community college level. One of the instructor's liked my writing and I began focusing my attention on that. I attended classes at, "The Loft," A Place for Writers in Minneapolis. While there, a classmate of mine was having her friend from New York, a CBS executive, to her home for the holidays and asked me if she could do a critique on a couple chapters of a book I was writing, "A Day I'll Never Remember" and I obliged. When she returned to class the following Monday she told me that the exec wanted a ten-page synopsis of the book for a possible movie; I was excited. After obliging for that also, I never saw or heard from her or the guy from CBS. Next thing I knew I was watching a movie called, "Regarding Henry" starring Harrison Ford and the scenes of therapy were exactly like what I went through and had written about. Regarding Henry - could've been my story except that, "Henry" got his head injury from a gunshot and his wife stayed with him throughout the ordeal. Coincidence I'm sure, though, the therapy scenes entailed what I described in the book so I always wondered..... My hope, my dream is to bolster our income for my daughter and for myself. I am and have been raising this beautiful, talented little girl who was diagnosed with autism at age two, since 2006 singlehandedly. I divorced her mother the same year following complaints that I spent too much time with our daughter. However, Stephanie began school with no need for special education. She has been reading since age four and understanding what she'd read. Stephanie maintains straight "A's" on her report card, has published two books (through school) and has been selected as an, "Honors" student for seventh grade English. My ex moved to New York to be closer to her sister and has been remarried now for a number of years. Well, that's only a snippet of my sixty-one years and I would like to thank you for reading, thank you.

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