“During times of universal deceit, telling the truth becomes a revolutionary act.”
The transgenerational brilliance of George Orwell’s observations are always tempered by the manner in which they strike an unease in one’s heart, marked by a timeless clairvoyance and unmatched poignancy that is certain to bring pause to anyone rooted in reality, and though the actualities to which he referred have lurked in this country for decades, they have now emerged from the shadows in full force and with ferocity, evinced by unhinged tirades of this president and his caravan of brown shirt attack dogs.
Very much like a Jackson Pollock work, there is nothing linear or logical with respect to the machinations of this administration; it is, instead, reflexive and hard wired for conflict. When empirical examples now demonstrate daily the monumental failures of their policies, a reactionary methodology kicks into overdrive as if they were wearing shock collars. Blame, accuse, accost, divert, impugn, besmirch, divide, bait, and switch. “Next question, please?”
The topic matters little, a straight answer is never provided, and the predictable Pavlovian paean to their ideology is instinctive: set the smoke screen to buy time, reconvene at the control center, cut loose the dissemblers, reach escape-mode velocity, hit the ejector switch, then repeat. One day Mr. Obama channels Ronald Reagan, another HST. He finds time to stoke the racial fires on his way to another microphone to butt in on membership policies at Augusta National, takes a slap at Mrs. Romney, hits up lap dog George Clooney for a $50,000.00 a plate brunch, coos into the ear of our Russian enemy, makes the daily gratuitous swipe at wealthy people, and before you know it people have forgotten his knee-jerk communist indignation at the separation of powers, and his phalanx of propagandists have successfully salted the media with a red herring that our Supreme Court does not “understand” Obamacare or is somehow ill-equipped to navigate through the sludge. Marx, Lenin, and Stalin are roasting in hell, doing vodka-shooters, and shouting “Na Zdorovia!”
The people in the “Progressive Caucus” lashing out at Representative Alan West on one hand state that they are not communists and in the same breath state they are for economic fairness, and instead of explaining their overt hypocrisy have resorted to demeaning the Colonel. “Fairness” is a pipe dream with gnomes and fairies and NOT a legislative responsibility under our constitution, yet, like angered rattlesnakes they have mobilized swiftly in an attempt to demean the messenger. Do not confuse cunning with intelligence, reactionism as a plan, or bellicosity with gravitas. The reality is the administration and its Schutzstaffel are a straight-up dumpster fire: drunk on ideology and grasping at anything that will avert attention from their ineptness or demagoguing naivity. “If the law isn’t on your side, argue the facts. If the facts aren’t on your side, argue the law. If neither is on your side, bang the table and keep shouting.”
Invoking the Commerce Clause as justification for the purpose of instituting a mandate that everyone be required to purchase a government approved product is not only an obscene example of a dismissive totalitarian mindset, it is akin to a dentist trying to convince a patient to let him perform brain surgery because he’s already working in the vicinity. The truth is the healthcare law was never intended to be economical nor was it ever intended to improve the delivery of health care. It was a Trojan Horse sold to all Americans with the ultimate intention of eroding liberty, with the belief that once established it would provide the necessary foothold to not only tell people what they must buy, but what they could NOT buy. The reason the administration is flailing presently and throwing anything at the wall that might stick is that through unbridled hubris it thought once it caught everyone asleep by commandeering over 15% of the economy the rest would be easy picking, and it’s not turning out that way.
Any government dictate is a double-edge sword. A government that can impose a mandate to purchase via legislative overreach will use the same premise to restrict free market consumerism, and the last stocks I would want to own would be those of soft drink manufacturer’s or fast food franchises for they will be the newest targets for regulation as well as a surtax of bewildering proportion. The budgetary and economic incompetence of Congress combined with a president bent on crippling our country financially until it sinks to an equilibrium with Europe will seek more tax revenue from heretofore untapped reservoirs, and the golden geese still yet to be gored will be the “the people who manufacture drinks to ruin our children’s teeth and cause obesity and diabetes, along with the people who sell us food with the express purpose of giving its customers heart disease.”
Don’t think for a minute the text of that forthcoming speech has not already been written.
If the Patient Execution and Unaffordable Care act is not struck down, I will see during my remaining life time the monitoring of consumption to the point that goods we purchase freely today are ultimately rationed. A data bank will track your every purchase, and woe be unto the diabetic receiving government insulin if he dares to buy a soft drink, for this insistence upon increasing government control is not a slippery slope, but a precipice, upon which we now balance most precariously.
All this writing has made me hungry. Think it’s about time for a Quarter Pounder with Cheese and a large Coke, and I will super-size my fries while I still can.