Thursday, 22 January 2015

O Say, Can You See


                       I
  On Contemplating
 Physical Symptoms
      Of A Disorder

'Okay, Class.  Settle down, and listen up.

'We come now to anther 'mysterious' condition that surfaced at that time, called 'mitochondrial disorder'.  It was a terrible disorder, also known as MD…Yes yes, titter now all you want.  But it wasn't funny at the time.

'MD was characterized by an appalling set and range of symptoms.  Not only did it leave its victim extremely weak - the mitochondria being the cellular energy engines, as you know-  but it had a gross effect on the g-i tract; occasioning severe constipation, to the point of requiring major surgery.  - '

'All because of vaccines.'

'Yes.'

"Wow.  How could they have been so stupid??'

'Well, you would have had to have been there…and in point of fact - you were.  And are acting out your karma in the matter.  As we speak.'

As we speak of nearly unspeakable things. 



                  II
On Contemplating
       The Law

Your form of law
Accepts precedent
                    as what
   to go by,
     rather than
        original
           intent.
  That is
   the work
   of charlatans -
             of an
       unscrupulous
           people.

'The Constitution
     is whatever
         we make
             of it.'
   Well; yes.
By amendment.
       As like unto
   a contract.
   Otherwise,
               it is
  meaningless.
            Do you
            get it
            yet?
      Meaning
      less
   than
  the original.

If a position
Contradicts
The original
Wording
Of a contract
It is out
Pure
And simple.
End
Of story.

  -

Letter
In the mail:

"Dear Mr. Stanfield,

"...Obama still has two more years in office and I'm scared of the damage he's going to do. He has already thrown away the Constitution and the rule of law…"

(Well; yes.  Because you let him.  By letting him in that office against the Constitution.  Thus signaling to him that he could treat it like "just (the) damn piece of paper" that his predecessor characterized it to be, setting up this atrocious situation that you for one are now complaining about.)

"Obama has been acting like a dictator who just chooses which laws he wants to enforce and which laws he ignores…"

(See?  See?  See what you get??, for not following the directions on the package???) 

"I'm scared he's going to do permanent damage to America" - and so you should be - "if we don't stop him right away."

And so we should, Jeff.  And so we damn well should.

--

P.S. In getting further into this guy's letter, I began to lose it.

Quote (as it was presented): "Obama is breaking the law.  [Obama's changing, waiving or stopping the enforcing of more than 22 sections "of his failed ObamaCare law in a desperate attempt to save it"]  is a blatant violation of our Constitution!"  Yes.  And???!

"Mr. Stanfield, unfortunately Congress does not have the power it needs to stop Obama…"

WHAT???!

And it rattled on about a bill that a conservative Congressman had introduced, called the 'Enforce The Law Act' ['Oh please please, Mr. President; you're a nice guy, but'], that got blocked in the Democrat-controlled Senate.  My angry response on the back of their donation-request form (which side I angrily crossed off):

"Dear Jeff,

"The Congress not only has the power already to rein in a lawless Executive, and the right  to, it has the constitutional duty [underlined twice] to.

"Tell them to stop their ballless nonsense and just DO IT.

"Grrrrr………..    (signed)

P.S. Adding insult to injury, he is an effing Usurper in the office anyway [underlined 5 times]."


If I had been thinking, instead of spewing, I would and should have added the word: Damnation.  Underlined a handful of times; and perhaps the 'nation' part of it underlined an additional time, for that specific emphasis.  But at least I communicated my feelings along those incensed and incandescent lines when, above my return address label on the return envelope, I added:

The Towering Inferno.

I hope others are as enraged as I am about all this effing nonsense going on, about this Usurper, this Imposter, this Great Pretender, this…….

Words fail me.  Sometimes.

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