You Big Dummy!

The final presidential debate last night was a victory for Romney.  This is because the exchange completed his primary objective through this autumn of introducing himself to America as the competent alternative to an incumbent.  The foreign policy subject matter served to round out the image of Romney as commander-in-chief.  Obama had some well-rehearsed zingers, but those didn't hit as hard given the subject matter and came across as adolescent.  Otherwise, the President looked like Fred G. Sanford, poking his fists in the air in a comical attempt to box the opponent who has pierced him with the truth.

The debate moderated by the far more competent Bob Schieffer was really a sleeper.  One Tweeter said in the first 30 minutes, "I'm calling it for...Zzzzzzz."  It's good our politics are returning to normal.  But Obama had one line in there that aroused that deep, dark place inside me.  I can banter with the best of'em about politics, philosophy, theology, etc., make dumb statements and foolish predictions, come up with sarcastic, crude insults all in a spirit of passing the time.  But if you offend the history nerd in me, my face turns to stone and I'll consider arson.

Last night, this occurred when the President accused Romney of wanting to "go back to the 80s on foreign policy, the 50s on social policy and the 20s on economic policy."  I felt a shudder at this statement.  Why?  Not because our idiot-in-chief attempted to oversimplify American history - that's no surprise.  The soul sickness I experienced at this line by Obama was due to the fact that he was trying once more to ridicule our country's strengths.  The President tried to deny his "apology tour"; with his terse reference to some of our nation's brightest decades, Obama revealed, unequivocally, that he hates America.

Yes, the 80s brought us Max Headroom, but they were a glorious period centered around celebrating our strengths with Ronald Reagan as the MC.  This exuberance was what brought the Berlin Wall down, more than anything.  Yes, the 50s subjected untold numbers to B movies containing atomically-enhanced insects, but it was a stunning era that saw black Americans organize successfully to overcome institutional racism.  Backing them up were Eisenhower's Supreme Court and the 82nd Airborne, not Barack's lazy, pot-smoking professors.  And while it's true the 20s saw the biggest failed experiment in moral legislation - Prohibition - it was also the era that proved the middle class could share in and benefit from the financial system until then utilized only by the elite.  Yes, there were bumps in the road in this sharing, but Americans today would have no hope of growing their wealth such as we do without the low-tax vision of Calvin Coolidge.

Obama hates America because his father suffered from alcohol-fueled envy, borne of I truly don't know what.  This negative, ungrateful spirit of covetousness was impressed upon him by a weak-minded mother who couldn't make sense of the polygamous man who abandoned her and their son.  As such, Obama has pitifully bought the liberal line that America's strengths lie not in our innovation, courage and responsibility, but in our darker passions of domination, sloth and manipulation.  What Obama calls good government, history calls the 1930s.  What Obama would call liberty history calls the 1970s.  What Obama calls success, history calls the dot-com era of the 1990s, a time of financial fakery that is like a stain on the dress of our past.  This twisted perspective stirs in me another of Fred Sanford's reactionary statements.  I want to cry out to the President, "You big dummy!"

It's time for him to go for so many reasons, but Obama's lame revisionist history demands we toss him over the side.  Vote straight ticket Republican, starting yesterday if you live in Texas!