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Mommy May I Pet The Cactus?

 
or Why Does Congress Insist on Running with the Scissors - Pointed at US?

Long before Barack Obama became the 44th President of These United States and years before he was born there was me. Having no younger siblings, I was the baby of my house, which consisted of two parents and two older brothers, the other two siblings who would usurp my power over the kingdom would come later. Meanwhile, I was free to enjoy my only sister status and wreck havoc upon my other subjects. During my first five years of reign, all appeared to progress well. However, beginning with my sixth year, I entered the Catholic grammar school system. It was at this time my world began to change. First, there was a new arrival, my little sister, who I first viewed, as a mysterious mammal to be avoided would later become a very good friend. In fact, she is one of my biggest and best supporters. During this time, It appeared I was developing a strange dual personality on one hand I would try-on my mothers clothes and shoes while secretly dreaming up a secret world where I alone would make the decisions. I loved to climb trees, climb the swing-set bars where I would observe the world up side down. The world is a much more interesting place when it is looked at up side down. Don't you agree? 

As a child, I explored everything that appeared safe. One of my favorite things was to touch everything especially if it was fuzzy or furry or had feathers. Yes, I touched even plants and bugs sometimes to my own detriment.  I remember one such moment in particular. My mother had a plant room that would later come to be used by various human relatives (not all at once mind you, for it was only as big as a large walk-in closet or nursery). Well I digress. You see, folks, my mother had quite the green thumb and she had a fair amount of potted plants of all shapes, sizes and textures, but the really interesting plants where the thorny, spiny, prickly, variety. However, I had a feeling these plants might be painful so I stayed away from the plant room. As I stayed away, I wanted to see and touch all of these plants. One would say, perhaps, I was a bit jealous of them and my mother. All I wanted was to make friends with the green unmoving objects. Therefore, one day, I tippy-toed into the room very quietly not wishing to awaken the plants, they might cry or scream or attack and I couldn't have that. I figured I would just look at them and leave - no big deal. Well I never realized how interesting the plant room was. There were plants with pointed leaves, striped leaves, round leaves and then there were the CACTI. I don't know why the cacti fascinated me. They clearly did not look friendly they had needles and prickles and thorns oh my and yet I was drawn to the plants like flies to a Venus-Fly-Trap. I had to see for myself despite the warnings from my mother not to touch the prickly cacti. Well, I picked-up one; it was the smallest of the bunch and looked like it had little fuzzy hairs on it. Surely, I thought, this furry little cactus would not hurt me - it just had to be a friend. I reached my little finger out to pet it like one would a kitten, but this was no kitten, and as I touched the cactus all of these little hairs reached out and stuck to my finger. It was painful, and I ran to Mom who magically appeared with a pair of freshly sanitized tweezers. Mom always had tweezers in her apron for pulling out splinters, ticks, glass and metal shards and now it appeared cactus needles. She didn't say I told you so, she just pulled out the cactus hairs and said there all gone and the pain and my tears disappeared. 

If only adult life were like that - you could just pull out a tweezers and pull the offending object from whatever, whoever, wherever or however it was bothering.   Sadly, however life becomes much more complicated the older we get. When we reach adulthood, we're expected to carry our own tweezers, pull-out our own thorns and sometimes comfort ourselves. In other words, we need to take control and responsibility over our own lives with God's guidance. We should thank God when He sends another human to comfort us. Many times, though, it appears we are alone but God always provides. 

You might want to ask me, what this very lame story from my childhood has to do with our government or congress for that matter. Let us review: our Government is running with scissors. Everyone from President Obama, his administration and even Congress, are all running with scissors, sharpened pencils, and knives. They are stepping in puddles while wearing no galoshes, grabbing prickly cacti and not wearing coats in the cold. They all appear to be attracted to unsound if not dangerous ideas; ideas that have not worked for centuries in fact other nations have or are in the process of abandoning these ideas because they clearly don't work. 

What makes our Government so willing to abandon the Constitution of the United States of America, sound government values and practices, and free market principles? Who (the heck) knows. I can only guess. There are some disturbing developments. Let us go over them shall we? 

 

Here is the List of Questionable Government Decisions so far:

 

  • Furthering infanticide through abortion all over the world (Remember God's Judgment)
  • Embryonic Stem Cell Research
  • Eliminating School Vouchers
  • Blaming America for All the Worlds Ills
  • Bank Bailout and TARP Despite warnings by the People)
  • Stimulus 1 (without reading)
  • Passing the Bush Administration Budget  (without reading and vetoing)
  • Stimulus 2 in the works, (will you listen to us yet)
  • Printing money to the point of deflation, then inflation perhaps depression.
  • More Government Regulations, Government Takeovers,
  • Nationalization of Healthcare, Banks etc
  • Ignoring and violating the Constitution despite the Oaths of Office for both the Presidents Administration and Congress
  • Closing GITMO
  • Bringing enemy combatants and terrorists back to the US for trial
  • Granting the US a safe haven to displaced Palestinians;
  • Changing the terminology and wording of terrorism to man-caused-disasters and other politically correct terminology
  • Tax Increases
  • More Social Programs
  • Mandatory civilian volunteer service etc. 
  • I know I have missed a few items, but I know I can count on you folks to add to discuss and add to this list

I have been praying to God that our Government would stop and think before making any more decisions, passing bills, violating our Constitution and further errors in judgment.

We are imploring both Congress and President Obama to act reasonably and logically to cease running headlong into that abyss called Socialism and perhaps worse.   Whether you deny it or not, this is what you doing. 

It is not just We The People urging you to stop. It is China, France, Sweden (who would have thought) and other nations warning that you have become irresponsible: you are overspending, you are overprinting, you are over- socializing please stop. Yet you don't stop - Why not? Are you are suffering from Obsessive Compulsive Disorder and cannot? Do you all need Psychiatric Therapy?   Must we head down the path already strewn with the dying economies of Japan and now England?   In fact, England is so devalued that Daniel Hannon, Conservative Parliamentary Member of The EU said that Gordon Brown is the devalued Prime Minister of a devalued Government. Will they say the same about us?   Must we become Zimbabwe? Are you are so determined to stick your finger, no, our fingers into the electric socket even after others have been shocked and have urged you not to do the same?

I urge you President Obama, your Administration and you, Congress to stop running with scissors. Please don't pet that Cactus called Socialism, it will hurt all of us and there are no more tweezers.

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