Thursday, November 13, 2008

Obama’s elected 62-55 and life goes on. One thing about patriots, men who love their country- we never surrender, we never give up. We fight to the end. We don’t hang our heads low after a defeat but forge on towards victory until we can taste it in our mouths. Always towards victory.

It's morning again in America. Today more men and women will go to work than ever before in our country's history. With interest rates at about half the record highs of 1980, nearly 2,000 families today will buy new homes, more than at any time in the past four years. This afternoon 6,500 young men and women will be married, and with inflation at less than half of what it was just four years ago, they can look forward with confidence to the future. It's morning again in America and our country is prouder and stronger and better.

Monday, November 03, 2008

On the eve of the election several thoughts cross my mind. One the fact that I’m the only one I know voting for McCain. At work, at play, at home, even at the church believe it or not. Churchgoers for Obama; as the man says, we live in interesting times. Everywhere I turn it’s Vote no on Prop. 8 unfair, wrong. Marriage has no definition, man and man, woman and woman- anything goes. And the man who won’t support laws to ban redefining marriage- Barack, his head pasted on superman bodies. His propoganda posters plastered across department store windows, bakeries, book stores, and gas stations.

Regardless of who is elected I pledge my allegiance to him, because that’s America. You don’t turn your back on your country because they made the wrong choice. The one elected is my president. The libs wouldn’t grant Bush that courtesy. So it’s one man’s vote for McCain in Soviet Los Angeles, me and the orthodox Jews, and evangelicals, rednecks, honkys and joe six packs.

If the polls are any indicator of the outcome, I will be sitting in a squeaky rocking chair in front of a fire many years from now with my grandson on my knee. “Grampa, did you vote for our nation’s first black president?” “No, sonny.” “Why not?! You could have made history! Were you a racist?”

“I was an American and I believed America deserved better than Barack. Someone with actual experience in the Senate and on the battlefield.” The little boy indoctrinated by leftwing hogwash would dismiss me as a bygone product of the defunct vast rightwing conspiracy and carry on with his lipstick and my little pony dolls.