In winning this last election Obama and his free spending Congress remind me of some familiar scenarios. But I am not sure which one is most appropriate. Perhaps you can decide.

The Candy Store

The first is that proverbial kid in a candy store that for once finds a couple of bucks in his pocket. For months he has been eyeing the vast selection of penny candy but could never afford to partake in their delectable gratification. But now, unbridled by parental guidance and with two bucks to indulge his fantasy he begins his frenzied selections until his money is gone. Knowing that he cannot take his take home he stops by an old oak tree and sits down to gorge himself with a guilty pleasure. He knows he shouldn't be doing what he is doing, but he just can't help himself, and hey, its only going to be this one time, right?

Like the kid in the candy store Obama and his Liberal Congress have now found themselves controlling the money and without the parents, 'We The People', anywhere in sight or in mind. Like a bunch of kids this Congress has gone wild in a candy store of special interest, bigger government and earmarks, by spending every penny we have or will every have for the next three generations, and then gorging themselves with the sweet treats of kickbacks and home cooking. Likewise they also know that they shouldn't be doing what they are doing but they just can't help themselves, its there, they want it and it is only going to be this one time. Right? As kids will be kids, so too will politicians be politicians. They just can't help it. The problem is instead of the kid it will be you and I who end up with a very bad tummy ache.

Weekend Liberty

Or is it that Obama, the Captain and his Congressional Crew are more like a bunch of drunken sailors just into the Port of New York on a Saturday night after a yearlong cruise aboard the U.S.S Deficit? In the past two months Congress has certainly spent money like a bunch of drunken sailors, buying drinks for everyone they meet, painting the town red, over tipping the cabbies, the bartenders and those cute little waitresses with their tight, short skirts and long slim legs. All the while drinking and carousing the whole night long, throwing money at anything that moves, or stands still, with absolutely no thoughts of tomorrow! Finally in a drunken stupor they start telling everyone around that they love them, telling complete strangers, "You're my best friend, forever and ever. Now let me buy you another drink! Barkeep! Set 'em up!"

I will now apologize to any drunken sailors out there for at least when they throw money around on a weekend liberty it is their own money! They also deserve to blow off some steam after a long cruise. But this Congress definitely fits this scenario with the way they have thrown the taxpayers money at everything that moves, or stands still, with absolutely no regards for the results, costs or the consequences that we will all have to face in the years ahead because of their irresponsible actions. After their forty-eight hour liberty sailors will drag the dazed, nauseated, hung over, penniless selves back to the ship to begin a slow and painful recuperation. There they will think back through the haze and try to remember what they and their shipmates had done on this frenzied, drunken liberty and try to figure out where all of their money went? Few will remember much of anything except that they had a great time!

Instead of a forty-eight hour liberty the Captain and Crew of the U.S.S. Deficit have been at it for fifty days and they still are not done throwing money around! Of course they have deeper pockets, pockets that reach through generations. But if this spending spree ever ends this Captain and Crew won't feel a thing! Like the candy boy's bellyache, again in this scenario it will be the American taxpayers who are left feeling hung over and nauseated!

We are also the ones who are left trying to figure out what happened and why our country is so broke? But without being allowed to partake in any of the 'good times'! Like gushing drunks at closing time this Captain and Crew have repeatedly told us how much they love America and that what they are doing is all for our own good, we are their best friends and buddies, forever. That is good to hear because the way they are throwing money around it may take forever to pay off the debt. In fact, they love us so much that it seems they just can't do enough for us, and that's why, they explain, that they are spending so much of our money. The Captain and Crew will however suffer from memory loss as in the future they won't admit to anything that they have done wrong in the last fifty days, especially if it all goes bad.

Hitting The Lottery

But perhaps we need a more modern example. Imagine Obama and his Congress are just a simple everyday working class family with Obama as the Daddy. Pelosi is the spoiled teenage princess who has always had a really hard time with the answer, "No" to any of her demands. Reid can be the son that despite four years of college he still shows no signs of any collective knowledge, he continues to live at home with Mom and Dad, has settled for and is content to be a clerk at K-Mart and has champagne taste but beer money. Incredibly one day Daddy hits the jackpot by winning the Mega-Lottery! Two hundred million big ones! That's before taxes of course. Regardless he is one of the very few who has just realized the new government mandated version of 'The American Dream.' Now after a lifetime of going without, of living from paycheck to paycheck, for the cost of a single one-dollar lottery ticket, suddenly the whole world is their oyster!

So off they go on a spending spree of new homes with swimming pools, fast shinny cars and sleek high powered racing boats. Taking long exotic vacations on private airplanes, dressed in fancy clothes, Air Jordan Nikes and five hundred dollar throw back jerseys. They eat out at only the fanciest and most expensive restaurants but stop at McDonald's on the way home because they are still hungry. On Wednesday nights they now hold a weekly cocktail party complete with conga lines, champagne and caviar. Everything and anything they see or had ever dreamed of having they buy. Price does not matter, and so that is how Daddy ends up buying an ancient Japanese Samurai sword for two million dollars, just because he thought it was cool.

Sounds like the good life doesn't it. But there's a catch, ah yes, there is always a catch. Where once they cherished and took care of their belongings, they now have little regard for all of this new stuff. Where once they managed their lives with a responsibility towards the future they now live only for moment. For you see it was all coming too fast and it was just too easy. Soon their frenzied spending is a tired old routine that they cannot escape. They see something, they want it, they buy it, and then they forget it, as they quickly move on to something new. Everything that they once yearned for has now lost its value. That is how a two million dollar ancient Japanese Samurai sword ends up being used to flip burgers and slice watermelons, ala John Belushi, at the weekly backyard BBQ and free live concert that Daddy now throws every Saturday for his friends and neighbors.

Alas, it would be too late before they came to realize that something earned is more precious than something that is not. Foolishly they had believed the money would never run out, for how could it? It was so much more than they had ever hoped for. But they had forgotten one of life's hard lessons, that everything in life is temporary. So one day the money was gone, and they were dead broke, bankrupt. Between them all they couldn't scrape together enough to even buy another one-dollar lottery ticket. Of course it didn't help that their accountant had skipped town with ten million dollars or that Daddy had forgot to pay all of that income tax. Unlike D.C. privileged politicians, Daddy, just an ordinary U.S. citizen, was about to find out the true meaning of the phrase, "The Wrath of The IRS."

It was a sad, sad sight as they solemnly sat around the big fancy house, soon to be on the IRS auction block, all wondering at the same time just how on earth could this have happened? Daddy would remain deep in debt for the rest of his life. His demanding daughter and shiftless son would enter into politics. And that is how the dulled point of a once razor sharp two million dollar Japanese Samurai sword ends up stuck in a back yard, swaying in the breeze and collecting rust. The IRS would find this sword and auction it off to a sixteen-year-old kid from Anaheim for fifty bucks. The kid bought it because he thought it was cool.

In the first fifty days of his administration Obama and his Congress have certainly acted like a poor family who has just hit the lottery. Everything that they have ever dreamed of 'buying' is suddenly theirs to be had because the Dems now have the votes in Congress with no threat of a veto from the man in the White House. A veto, after just fifty days of this insanity, wouldn't that be refreshing.

By taking full advantage of this financial crisis, they have passed one bill after another in order to buy railroads to Vegas, new grass for a mall, carbon footprints, banks, corporations, and so on. They are in such a rabid state of fiscal demolition that they don't even have time to read the spending bills before they pass them and throw our money away. With so many expenditures already pushed through it is amazing that Obama doesn't have writer's cramp from signing all of these pork-laden bills. When the Princess wants a little pork, oink, oink, she gets it! When the listless son wants a truckload of earmarks, well back that big rig up, they are his and welcome to them, now move aside because here comes the next load.

Like the lottery winners Obama and 'his kids' in Congress are in such a frenzied state of spending that they don't even take time to think about the personal benefits or consequences of their purchases, how much they cost, where the money is coming from, or to even enjoy their new toys. As soon as one debt ridden collection of junk has been purchased all that is forgotten as they immediately start shopping for the next big money blow out without even taking time to reflect on or to admire what they have just spent so much money on. Where Obama and his Congress' wasteful spending was at first obscene it has now become pornographic. With trillions of dollars to be accounted for you can bet that more than one 'accountant' will skip town with more money than any legitimate lottery winner had ever even dreamed about winning.

With their public works scams, Obama and his Congress have insured that when their fanatical spree is finally over the American public will be stuck with countless ancient Japanese Samurai swords that were once worth millions but have ended up scattered across our landscape collecting rust and are now worthless. All will be silent monuments to a Congress and President gone mad with lust for power and the almighty dollar. In the end it will not be Obama and his lottery Congress that are bankrupt but America and Her people. Eventually in order to pay for this Congressional fiscal criminality we will all have to face 'The Wrath of The IRS', not just 'The Rich.'

One More For The Road

The Family Business

With the way things are going Obama could very well end up like the son who has just inherited his old man's thriving business only to run it into the ground in a matter of months. We have all seen this happen before. A man spends his life building a business through hard work and sacrifice, along with sound business sense and practices. The old man didn't even finish grade school let alone attend college but his education came from the school of hard knocks and running the business. Never let it be said that experience is not the best teacher. On his deathbed the old man thinks that his family is financially set for life because of what he has been able to leave them, a successful business. His son, who was sent to college to learn about business, anxiously steps in to 'change' the company that he just knew his old man was running like it was still the 'Dark Ages.' Within a year the company and the family are broke.

Now we have a new guy running things who thinks that our company, America, needs to 'change.' Well not just change but to change drastically. As he sees things America has been running in the Middle Ages of Capitalism for far too long and it is now time to 'spread the wealth.' Even though he has very little experience at running anything at all, he has been to college and is absolutely sure that he knows that his way is the way to go. So after 233 years of being a free Republic, we now stand on the verge of quickly becoming a Socialist state. Ask Cuba how well that has been working out for them. God help us from the guy who thinks America needs to "Change."


God Bless America!

Semper Fi,
Mike



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