Political Deserts

*** Congressman Paul Ryan as VP for Romney is the perfect choice because his voice has the timbre and firmness that Mitt's needs when his own occasionally 'sags'. I do believe the Wisconsin congressman can become the 'Moses staff' to lead us out of the economic desert-sadomasochism using his balanced and resonated Ryan Plan as the model to safely-unhinge this nation from the $53,000.00 per second it costs us to run this country's National Debt, now reaching nearly $17 trillion under the Pig-Debt $pender and Liar-in-Chief Obama.

Fortunately they won't have to sell the Ryan Plan to the RINOs, but they will have to get many of them to commit to it and that won't be easy where many would rather hide than adopt an attitude that all is fair in war, revolution, and tax-revolts.

The GOP is the sewer-drop for false statements by the Obama Propaganda Ministry of Dr. Goebbels Chicago-style Think Tank. For instance in the fall debates, they probably won't insist on THEIR (at the least) FOX moderator; they won't restrict/review the punishing rich white man's embarrassing questions the liberal moderators will pin onto Romney's forehead; there will be no WEIGHING of the words or actual statements -just a parlance among the liberals to defame Romney's 'performance' as the black man Obama gets all the gloating passwords, as well as all the questions before the actual debate(s) IN ADVANCE.

The crumbly 10% of Undecided’s won't however be swayed one way or the other. That part of 'the deck' is already stacked against Romney, and in the end the 53% getting a govt. check for free or by some modicum of 'good citizenship' will mostly vote for Obama to keep the breadline rolling! The burning circumference of entitlements is less becoming a silent invasion than an overreaching protocol of a rooted apocalypse. The idiots who go to work every day will see their TAXES CLIMB in 2013, probably to a thunderclap 60% by 2014, following the French and Spanish models. But a lot of the same idiots will vote for Obama in 2012, caught up in their Blue state infection, which the Propaganda Ministry has fed them for nearly 4 years in a lost sea on a crystal ship steered by the male-bitch communist navigating by the stars, 'Marx and Lenin'.

Obama and the Congress are merely the symbols of the absurd experience perpetuated all the more by the daily loss of each drop of liberty. Our loss of liberty and freedom is their gain and subsequent enigma that only raises Obama's 'potentialities' when Romney continues to get 'tarred and feathered' by the liars' pool-press and media. Romney doesn't know how to fight back without tightening that upper lip into the pretext of a heart-murmur. Oh woe to us who thought he might hatch a pair of fighting-nostrils as he stumbles and clings through the polemical game when Obama & Chicago keep changing the rules and the web itself he can't free himself of, as we painfully watch how he shambles under their blows. What will Tampa add to Romney's fighting spirit? It may yet be too early to tell. But I won't be holding my breath when he attends to business there - why contain so much intrinsic good sense in one man if he lacks the 'open faucet' to let it out?

No countenance is cherished that repents the deeds not acted on. If Romney gives his best 'arrows' to the flames of revision, failing to act upon the 'crimes' of Obama's government with his own intense and spoken words, then he is just another 'victim' who has looked into the gorgon Medusa's face, and we are then -everyone of us- voting next November for his gazeless statue frozen in time.

Maybe Albert Camus was right if he was measuring the consequences of this unbalanced summer of 'insufficient means' inside Romney this Election Year 2012. He said: (The Absurd Man, essay, 1955) "A sub-clerk in the post office is the equal of a conqueror if consciousness is common to them. All experiences are indifferent in this regard. There are some that do either a service or a disservice to man. They do him a service if he is conscious. Otherwise, that has no importance: a man's failures imply judgment, not of circumstances, but of himself."

Obama the promised man-child Leninist bitch-son has like Hitler swept up his base again with a simply wonderful confidence (they believe) "that will succeed in bringing everything to a good conclusion in the United States, being the supreme master of the politics of the fait accompli". By using his propaganda press to trammel Romney's reputation through the use of stooges and surrogates like Pelosi-Reid and anti-Bainers, he has duplicated Hitler's own enigma to hide his cultivated lies behind the actions of other members of the Democrat Party. Like Hitler, Obama maintains an innocent and silent naivety as his PAC instruments and his "Harry Reid Nazis" step up the attacks in what has truly shown to be a neo-heathen, contemptuous bed of the Obamian 'everyday political arena'. They will not rest until they have Nazi-rule over us in a socialist-Leninist-bitch boy purge of all things Constitutional by 2016. This is their only mission for a better future in their mind. They have the ultimate Lenin atrocity in mind.

I do fear a coming purge of the Tea Party by Obama's re-mythological resurgence if granted a 2nd term. I have come to believe anyways he's determined to steal the election as Hitler did his last one in pre-Nazi controlled Germany. There's one chance left to break the Obama-Myth, and that is to attack his social-communism agenda head-on. With or without a strong leader (Romney), we have to break the marble surface of the frozen sea of politics before us, and crush Obama's towering wave of lies and falsehoods, or face our own disaster.

Otherwise I see the future as I wrote in "Political Deserts" where we will be as outcast as the fifty subject camels, the 50 states, in a disbanded caravan plunging through an endless wasteland. Is Romney-Ryan the 'Moses team' and the antitoxin to purge our nation of this communist mandarin Barack Obama? Can they stop the Exodus, and be the halcyon bird of prey that destroys this Obama curse? -- We must work to make that so.

(***Definition of a political 'bitch' ~ A bitch is someone (usually a 'male', supposedly) who has others fight HIS BATTLES because he is too scared to fight or needs to conceal his inadequacies. This is the kind of 'bitch' Obama is, plain, true, and simple.)

*** Political Deserts ***

We break our sunbeams 'gainst impregnable ice,

For in one mind there's no softening slumber,

Only a pull - till the breast inside assumes

There will be a rest, or a phantom, faint

Image of one...but nothing bubbles.

Only streamlines of blue from a ceaseless sky

Surrounding my skittery thoughts in study

Caught in a languid flow while floating above

Such whirlpools of dust interchanging sand

In wild tumult, all made from the black web

Of other floating objects comprehensible;

Each white as stone, and sent through a vortex,

To crash down upon analytic dunes.

*

The desert voice's trance moves measureless

And its music in a flood evokes a sense

Of threatening power or viewless mist

Oily in contact upon my skin which drips

A sweat flowing at our speed - the soul in sleep.

I should weep for waste at the tail-end

Of this camel caravan un-reconciled:

Each burden breathes with its toil and sound;

Each nomad blindly defrauded of face.

No laughter found in this absurd folly

Through long nights of fire, flame, and flash

So numerous on lightning precipices:

Ah, the power of rainbows in the moonlight,

Peaking from struck clouds at points of divergence;

The desert nearly invisible black,

Faults with us and this project's infinity.

*

What if ancestors suddenly appeared

That have been hinted at in passing storms,

And secret as spies these ghostly presences

Who remained hidden for so long lowered

The nailed shelf from which a dumb thing raged,

And raged at the sheer magnanimity

Of who we were before, or what we've become.

*

The caravan elongates before me -

Fifty camels without amnesty marched,

Man and beast rolling lost without symmetry,

Till years of vortices we leave behind:

The winds off face shields; a whirl-pulling moon

Drops ashes to this day over shattered stands

Of stone and concrete shells, a massacre of life;

Where once a government built a crypt

To hold the remains and martyred ruins

Of free laughter unheard from little children,

Dramatized by split hooves kicking up sand

Past doorways without doors, windows without glass.

This was our home and its chalk trail street

we passively pass by.