It's Always President Obama's Fault Somehow

Let me introduce you to Republican candidate for governor Larry Faircloth of West Virginia.  Also a candidate for the Obama Derangement Syndrome (ODS) award.  Why bother as he shouldn't be in the public eye for much longer, but here it goes.

According to The Matinsburg's Journal, Mr. Faircloth:

"Faircloth, who referred to President Barack Obama as a "sambo" and U.S. House Minority Leader Nancy Pelosi as a "bimbo" during comments at a public forum in Hampshire County on April 29, has apologized this week to the West Virginia NAACP and anyone else he offended by his statements."

Faircloth apologized for his remarks (if it offended anyone).  And then promptly placed his foot back in his mouth.

According to the Herald-Mail Faircloth claimed:

"Faircloth said some people in West Virginia think President Obama has tried to punish the state. And he said if it takes a joke to bring attention to that issue, "I don't mind doing it.""

Now unless I'm reading that entirely wrong, this must be Obama's fault.   That man sure gets around.

Fifty Years Ago Today

From Colbert King in todays Washington Post:

"On this date in America 50 years ago, two buses arrived in Anniston, Ala. It was Sunday, May 14, 1961. The Lord must have been in his Holy Temple. His presence wasn’t in evidence when those buses carrying Freedom Riders rolled into Anniston’s Greyhound and Trailways bus terminals."

Raymond Arsenault, who is the John Hope Franklin Professor of Southern History at the University of South Florida St. Petersburg, described that day in detail in his book, “Freedom Riders.”

You can read the rest here.

Let's thank the many Freedom Riders for their sacrifice and bravery.

God Bless.

A Man's Home...

What do you think?

You get a phone call from your son saying someone is on your property that you do not know. You tell your son to ask the person to leave. The person in turn refuses to do so and starts to argue with your son. You happen to hear this arguing as the phone is still on. You recognize the voice of the trespasser as a former contractor who is not supposed to be on your property.

As the arguing continues your son (later testifies) that the contractor pulls out a utility knife and ask, “Why don’t you make me leave?” The son tells his father what happened and you tell him to get in the house. Then you call the police. Then you head for home.

You arrive before the police. You see the contractor next door, he was working over there, reach into his truck and put something into his pocket. Then the man comes rushing towards your driveway. You get your gun out of your glove compartment and show it to the contractor. The contractor does not stop but moves quickly towards you even though you show him the gun. You jump out of the car and tell the man to back up. The contractor keeps going causing you to back up. Finally you fire a warning shot into the ground all the while still backing up. It does nothing to slow the progress of the trespasser; in fact he quickens his pace towards you. You then shoot the man dead.

The police decide not to arrest you. They determine that it was self defense as the contractor was the aggressor and trespasser in this situation.

All’s well, huh? Well No.

Nine months later (if my memory serves me right) the District Attorney in town indicts you for felony murder despite a police investigation that found the shooting to be self defense, eye witnesses that collaborate your story and a pattern of behavior from the contractor that cause many of your neighbors to be fearful of him. You are found guilty and sentenced to life in prison. Life is prison.

An appeal to the Georgia Supreme Court in 2008 does not gain you your freedom. However, the Chief Justice dissents saying:

“I share the majority’s reluctance to overturn a jury verdict. However, I conclude that no rational trier of fact could find, based on the evidence presented at trial, that the State disproved (your) claim of self-defense beyond a reasonable doubt. Accordingly, I must dissent.”

Such is the life of Mr. John McNeil as this happened to him in 2006. He has been in jail five years for defending his property.

Two things bother me about this particular injustice. The first is the overall all wrongness of this whole thing. It used to be that you could protect your home against this sort of thing. There are scores of stories out there about other homeowners protecting themselves and never going to jail for life much less any amount of time. Joe Horn comes to mind and it wasn’t even his home.

The second is that I wonder where all the gun advocates are in this case. It would seem perfect for them to rally around and make a fuss. I mean who wouldn’t want to make Mr. McNeil the poster child for the cause? In fact, you can’t really find a lot on this story at all.

I am still trying to figure out wonder why.

One source

So This is the End of the World?

This is the text of the so called "gangsta" rapper Common as he performed at the White House:

“I woke up with the sunshine. A sunshine I had never seen. There was light at the end of it. Reminded me to forever dream. I was dreaming I walked into the White House. With love on my sleeve. And love for each and every one of you. Reminding you to believe. These are the words of a believer achiever. Leader of the globe, feed the souls of those in need.  I bleed the blood of the struggle. Walking over troubled puddles. The hustle is in my chest. No hustle no progress. Extremities of life in this process. The birth of a son. The death of another. With love I caress both mothers. And told ‘em whose in control is the one that’s above is. I walk where money talks and love stutters. The body language of a nation. Going though changes. The young become dangerous. Spent into anger. Anger gets sent through the chamber. It’s tough when your own look like strangers. We are the sons of gangsters and stone rangers. If he could how would Ernie Barnes paint us? Look at the picture. It’s hard not to blame us. But time forgives in the shy where the young die often. Do they end up in a coffin because we haven’t taught them? Is it what we talkin’, we really ain't walking. Dudes, hustlers, paid. How much did it cost them? I find myself on the same corner that we lost them. Real talkin’ in their ear like a walkman. My thoughts been around the corner to the world. So when I see them I see my baby girl. The Lord lives among us. The youngest hunger, recover. Means to get it by anyways necessary under pressure. Children feeling lesser with the spill upon the dresser. Killer, willer aggressors. Destiny’s children, survivors, soldiers.  In front of buildings their eyes look older. It’s hard to see blessings in a violent culture. Face against rappings. Sirens holsters – that ‘aint the way that Langston Hughes wrote us. So controllers on the shoulders of Moses. And Noah. We go from being precious to Oprah. Cultivated to overcome. Ever since we came over. Seize the day in the way that you can see the determined. The soul that keeps burning. Shorty’s know to keep learning. Lessons in my life are like stripes that we earning.  I took Grant’s advice that Christ is returning. Like a thief in the night. I write for beacons of light. For those of us in dark alleys and park valleys. Street hits spark valleys of the conscience. Conquerors of a contest . Even the unseen know that God watches. For one King’s dream he was able to Barack us. One King’s dream he was able to Barack us. One King’s dream he was able to Barack us.”

And look everyone, the world didn't stop.  All the stories about this man Common performing at the White House were just another smoke and mirrors display by a bunch of nobodys.   It was about nothing.  They didn't know about the man at first and then they made up garbage about him in the end.  All of it with a tinge of race to get the attention of the uninformed.

(I know everything is not about race.  Trust me though after living through it all your lifew you can always see the "hidden" code.

Sometimes you just have to shut up the learn something.

An UnCommon Problem?

It’s very funny how some people are complaining about Common coming to the White House to read poetry is such a bad thing.

Sean Hannity said, "This is not the guy that you invite to the White House for a poetry reading," he said. "This is not the guy we want our kids to listen to." President Obama, he said, "goes back to his radical roots again and again and again: Ayers, Wright, Pflager."

It’s funny how none of these people even knows who Common is.  He is one of the least radical rappers there is out there.  What this really shows is the deep seeded hate some people have for thing that are different to them.  Plus add the fact that your kids probably already listen to him.

I guess it is some sort of payback for when Mr. Bush wanted to have the work of Emily Dickinson, Langston Hughes and Walt Whitman at one of his poetry events.  That particular event was cancelled because of the noise.  Let see what happens to this one.

This just proves my point at how very stupidly petty this country is becoming.

Our President Being the President!

Yep.  We all heard some of those talking heads on television.  President Obama (actually they just call him Obama) is weak on defense.  We should be scared because an attack is going to happen on Obama’s watch.  Obama coddles up to the Muslims.  He has no experience.

And then he did something so unexpected by his critics and enemies that he almost shut them up.  He found and killed Osama Bin Laden.  He accomplished this feat by crossing into another country to do it.  Something he said he would do when he was running for President.  Something he accomplished two and a half years after he got into office.

I won’t celebrate the Osama’s death.  However, I am not exactly sad that he has received his reward for the things he did in his life.  I expect nothing less for the man responsible for 9/11.  I even realize that some other coward will just take his place.  I am just glad that we elected a president of Obama’s character and ability.  A President who can simply get the job done.

Before all of this happened the president released his long form birth certificate (even though he didn’t have to), played golf to settle his nerves and insulted Donald Trump at the correspondence dinner.  President Obama was quoted as saying about Trump, "But no one is happier, no one is prouder to put this birth certificate matter to rest than The Donald."   “And that's because he (Trump) can finally get back to focusing on the issues that matter, like--did we fake the moon landing? What really happened in Roswell? And where are  Biggie and Tupac?"

And then the President said something to Trump that could be considered one of the coldest (coolest) things he could say about any of his critics.  In reference Trumps Celebrity Apprentice and the fact Trump had to fire Gary Busey instead of Meatloaf or Lil John the President stated, “And these are the kind of decisions that would keep me up at night, well handled, sir. Well handled."  In light of the situation that probably was keeping him up at night, President Obama - we were to find out later - made Trump look like a fool and proved he can be very calculating.  And if some of the latest polls are true, Trump is feeling the thrashing.  Not that he really wants to run for president anyway.

So President Obama, the untried inexperienced politician achieved what none of the so-called experienced mouths could not.  Still it is not enough.

Funny how that works.