We need only look toward any of the world’s Marxist/Leninist masterpieces to know that we just don’t want to go that way… and while we’re at it we don’t want the Obama – Reid – Pelosi brand either, we made that quite plain this last November.
We don’t like what they’ve done. We don’t like what they’d like to do if they get the chance. We cannot depend on the Republicans anymore, if we ever could. The establishment party seems to have turned back the clock and are determined to relive the ‘good old days’ of the Repubics (thanks, Mark). Nothing has changed for these dudes, despite the overwhelming evidence that had the Republican party been on their own this last election cycle, they would not have taken the House.
Let’s pretend for a second that there was no patriot uprising. What would have happened is that they’d have had their butts kicked all over the place. The Republican Party was all but brain dead two years ago and couldn’t generate the amount of energy necessary to keep a candle lit.
The American patriot movement looked at what Barack Hussein Obama said, and did, and represented. We said, ‘Hell, no’. Oh, hell no! While our so-called party leaders stumbled and bumbled, compromising our country away, we stood up and called the country to action.
Winning the election gave us no time for anything but momentary satisfaction in this greatest war of all. The war for our very freedom. Our inglorious leader continues to cover his head with iniquity as he tries to drive Americans into submission, as he and his agencies attempt to regulate what was denied them at the ballot box by the voters.
His EPA, under Marxist Lisa P. Jackson, is moving forward with initiating cap and tax… while Obama sneaks past Congress to institute those death panels that didn’t exist. Remember them? The ones Obama said didn’t exist?
This is the face of Marxism in America. This is the face of the enemy.
Semper Vigilans, Semper Fidelis
© Skip MacLure 2010
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