Prime's Worm Hole : Barack Obama: March with me and Press On!

Sunday, September 25, 2011

Barack Obama: March with me and Press On!

In a fiery summons to an important voting block, President Barack Obama told blacks on Saturday to quit crying and complaining and "put on your marching shoes" to follow him into battle for jobs and opportunity. And though he didn't say it directly, for a second term, too. Obama's speech to the annual awards dinner of the Congressional Black Caucus was his answer to increasingly vocal griping from black leaders that he's been giving away too much in talks with Republicans -- and not doing enough to fight black unemployment, which is nearly double the national average at 16.7 percent.

"So, I don't know about you CBC, but the future rewards those who press on! With patient and firm determination, I'm gonna press on for jobs! I'm gonna press on for equality! I'm gonna press on for the sake of our children! I'm gonna press on for the sake of all those families who are struggling right now! I don't have time to feel sorry for myself! I don't have time to complain, I'm gonna press on! I expect all of you to march with me and press on! Take off your bedroom slippers, put on your marching shoes! Shake it off! Stop complaining! Stop grumbling! Stop Crying! We are gonna press on! We've got work to do! CBC! God bless you and God bless the United States of America."

Barack Obama's message to blacks across America appears to be: "shut up and march." Pay no attention to what I told you three years ago, press on! No one told you this was going to be easy, press on!

The head of the democrat plantation speaks. Disregard your pain and suffering, press on! Disregard your lack of jobs, press on! Disregard what them white people are telling you with their polls, press on! Shut up and march and help me push this jobs bill through congress and then you can help me get reelected. But in the mean time........Press on!

Historians have agreed that Martin Luther King's defining moment was his "I have a dream" speech. During his campaign and during his presidency, Barack Obama has frequently brushed up closely to the famous tone and oratory stylization of Martin Luther King, but in my opinion, he has yet until now come close to attempting a full on parody of the man.

With this speech to the congressional black caucus, I believe the parallels are undeniable. The references to King and John Lewis aside, Barack Obama is preaching in this speech. He his fire branding his position to his base and he is clearly sending a message. He is in a battle and he doesn't have time for shirkers. The CBC and those who march to their orders need to understand and recognize that Barack Obama and his plans for this country are larger than their mere individual and collective discomforts.

John Lewis got beaten within an inch of his life on Sunday according to this president and on Monday he was marching. The metaphors are incessant in this speech, but equally important is the tone and the delivery of the message. Barack Obama isn't just mad and upset at the republicans that he is railing against over his jobs bill, he is equally angry with those he is addressing for their backsliding and failure to blindly support his policies, not to mention calling him to task to explain himself to them.

I have watched the speech several times now and listened to the words and the manner in which they were delivered. The eye contact, the body language and the posture of his tone denote a man who is tired of having to re-explain himself. And at the end of the speech, the podium slap emphasizes his disgust with having to take away form his precious time to come and re-explain himself to the plantation.

Barack Obama doesn't have time to feel sorry for himself and he doesn't have time to complain, but more importantly, he doesn't have time to listen to black Americans feeling sorry for themselves or complaining. Barack Obama is telling them, don't invite me to your pity party, cause I ain't coming! I've got far more important things to do, far more important things to accomplish! And you people need to get with the program! You need to disregard your own personal suffering and stop complaining to me about it, Save your grief and aggravation for the white man, cause I ain't listening. I don't have to listen. You can't call me racist, so I don't care what you think or what you want.

Slap! Now....shut up and march! Press on!

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Prime's Worm hole

This is a place for me to muse about the issues that affect our world. My world and my country and my life in particular. I can say what I want to here and those who may stumble across my musings, are welcome to comment,or not. America is under siege. Everything this nation has ever represented, is now being torn asunder and crushed by the onslaught of egalitarian socialism. All morals and social values have been devolved into the belief that systemic racism, is the only underlying cause or reason for any societal ills in America. And that representation, is nothing but a Trojan Horse argument. A means of getting the egalitarian camel's nose into the tent. And now that it has been inserted? There is mayhem and anarchy and burning and looting all across America. And the only questions that remains to be asked and answered? Are these. When is enough enough and when will the American people call full stop and take the law into their own hands, to repel this socialist based attack on the Constitution and our personal freedoms.

Thinking

It started out innocently enough. I began to think at parties now and then -- just to loosen up and be a part of the crowd.
Inevitably, though, one thought led to another and soon I was more than just a social thinker.

I began to think alone -- "to relax", I told myself -- but I knew it wasn't true.
Thinking became more and more important to me and finally I was thinking all the time.

I began to think on the job. I knew that thinking and employment don't mix, but I couldn't help myself.

I began to avoid friends at lunchtime so I could read Thoreau, Muir, Confucius and Kafka. I would return to the office dizzied and confused, asking, "What is it exactly we are doing here?"

One day the boss called me in. He said, "Listen, I like you and it hurts me to say this, but your thinking has become a real problem. If you don't stop thinking on the job, you'll have to find another job."

"Honey," I confessed, "I've been thinking..."

"I know you've been thinking," she said, "and I want a divorce!" "But Honey, surely it's not that serious." "It is serious," she said, lower lip aquiver.

"You think as much as college professors and college professors don't make that much money, so if you keep on thinking, we won't have any money!"
She exploded in tears of rage and frustration, but I was in no mood to deal with the emotional drama.

"I'm going to the library," I snarled
I headed for the library, in the mood for some John Locke. I roared into the parking lot with NPR on the radio and ran up to the big glass doors.

They didn't open. The library was closed.

To this day, I believe that a Higher Power was looking out for me that night.

Leaning on the unfeeling glass, whimpering for Emerson, a poster caught my eye, "Friend, is heavy thinking ruining your life?" it asked.

This is why I am what I am today: a recovering thinker.

I never miss a TA meeting. At each meeting we watch a non-educational video; last week it was "Porky's." Then we share experiences about how we avoided thinking since the last meeting.

I still have my job, and things are a lot better at home. Life just seemed easier, somehow, as soon as I stopped thinking. I think the road to recovery is nearly complete for me.

Today I took the final step...I joined the Democratic Party

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If you are able,
save them a place
inside of you
and save one backward glance
when you are leaving
for the places they can
no longer go.
Be not ashamed to say
you loved them,
though you may
or may not have always.
Take what they have left
and what they have taught you
with their dying
and keep it with your own.
And in that time
when men decide and feel safe
to call the war insane,
take one moment to embrace
those gentle heroes
you left behind.

Major Michael Davis O'Donnell
1 January 1970
Dak To, Vietnam

Captain Michael O'Donnell was lost in Cambodia on March 24 1970, while flying a UH1 rescue helicopter, trying to rescue an eight man LRRP team under attack in Cambodia. He was listed as MIA along with the eight he had attempted to rescue after his UH1 Huey was shot down by enemy fire. The official military report listed the eight as shot down 'non survivable' and 'non recoverable.'

Michael O'Donnell was submitted for the Congressional Medal of Honor for his actions that day. He was awarded the Distinguished flying cross, the Bronze Star, The Air Medal and The Purple Heart and he was promoted to the rank of Major (posthumously).

In 1978 he was officially listed as KIA by the Department of Defense.

A little about the philosophy of the author

The Borg Conspiracy is one man's purely pedestrian thoughts, independent musings and frequently cheeky commentaries...Mixed with an abundance of patriotism, love of God, and love of country.

My thoughts?

In my opinion........in another generation, all that will remain of our once great republic, may be little more than what is left to weather the passage of time in the form of a few obscure and forgotten monuments to the great American experiment.

If America should fail....let it be written as her epitaph.....died by her own hand. The greatest experiment in freedom ever undertaken, lost in the end to the pursuit of the illusion that egalitarian tolerance was more valuable than individual freedom.

Let us be warned.
Franklin, Payne, Jefferson. They all knew the consequences of the lack of vigilance and they tried to warn us. They gave us a document as our guide post. We were to guard it and revere it and use it to guide and govern our future and our posterity.

No one listened.