How is it that TSA screeners can put their hands down our pants, touch the vaginas and penises of our children, expose women’s breasts in public, and take naked pictures of us, but we can’t demand of our President the most basic disclosure of his past?
In dysfunctional families, the setpoint of reality is recalibrated, such that the absurd becomes acceptable. I’ve known children of alcoholics and drug-users, women and men who were molested, and many people with de facto psychotic parents. Their boundaries are skewed. They do not have a clear cut sense of what is acceptable, and what goes beyond the bounds of acceptable. Obviously, this creates a lot of problems for them.
We do not occupy a sane polity. Our nation–as embodied particularly in our so-called leaders and media–is not sane. We are the equivalent–many of us at any rate–of lotus eaters, lost in a perennial dream, a dream occasioned by the trauma of reconciling multiple conflicting truths, and lacking the perceptual tools to do so.
In a sane polity, the moment Barack Obama became the Democrats candidate for President, the Supreme Court would have demanded his long form birth certificate, and rendered a verdict, taking into account the British nationality of his father, his mother’s later apparent Indonesian citizenship, and his own registration as an Indonesian, and made a decision as to whether or not this unprecedented situation complied with “natural born”. Quite simply, this has never been a problem before, since no party has never had the temerity to put someone forward whose entire family rejected America and our traditional Liberalism. Neither of his biological parents chose to live in America; nor did his adoptive step-father. And his grandparents seem to have been Communists, having been good friends with Frank Davis, with at least the grandfather apparently smoking weed with him.
Keep in mind, too, that we now know we were lied to when the claim was made that Obama could not get a birth certificate released. He just did, in exactly the way common sense would have said it would be done. He paid $10, signed a form, and got a computer printout.
What does this mean? Assuming the birth certificate is valid–and I assume the people who have preoccupied themselves with this are poring over it–then this can only mean that the President cynically used this as a political tool, to help polarize people (pace Alinsky): on the one side, we had rational Americans, who understand that a photocopy is not a driver’s license, espcially if half of it is whited out; and on the other those who are really tired of thinking for themselves, and who therefore simply parrot as loudly as requested whatever their thought leaders, their den mothers, tell them to.
This ploy landed a man in prison who spent the last 18 years serving our nation with distinction: Lt. Col Terry Lakin.
Our President does not have a conscience, not when it comes to anyone outside his tribe; and his tribe does not include the bulk of the wealth producers in this nation, most white people, most Asians (unless they are unsuccessful), and–to be clear–most tax payers.
We forget at our peril that his most important influence, on his own account–Saul Alinsky–taught that morality is a vestige of another age, and that the revolutionary had as his task to do ANYTHING that furthered the revolution.
This is contemptible. Obama is what he is: a selfish, short-sighted, morally retarded prick (what word would you have me use, for someone who could have produced this certificate at any time, and who could have prevented Lakin from going to prison?). What bothers me is how many Americans are willing to accept this, are unwilling to see the evidence in front of their eyes.
How can any nation that desires so desperately to be lied to preserve a culture worth passing on? How can we avoid ruin?
My code is clear: quitting is never an option, for any reason. Death, insanity–a type of death–and victory are the only options. At the same time, seeing these things–looking for example with impartial eyes at the contemptible cowards in the Supreme Court, at least many of them–makes my blood boil.
Why didn’t they do their job? There is no good excuse, other than that they somehow think the view from Olympia severs them from the lifeblood of our nation, even though that lifeblood is and always has been a deep reverence for the rule of law, which they in theory protect, but which they have failed utterly to protect here.