My husband was involved in a similar discussion and a friend cleared it up with the following analogy.
A man gave his wife a million dollars and told her to spend $1000 a day. She came back 3 years later to say the money was gone.
He then gave her a Trillion dollars and told her to spend a million dollars a day. She didn't come back for 3000 years.
-Lynnae
By now you’ve probably seen the Creepshow indoctrination video of schoolchildren chanting praises to Obama. If you haven’t, here’s a You Tube link.
This is my question. How likely is it that the following adaptation of that song would ever be uttered in a public school?
My version:
Mm, mmm, mm!
George W. Bush.
He made a stand to pave the way
Take pride, and fight for USA
He honored all the troops who died
So Evil could not run or hide
Mmm, mmm, mm!
George W. Bush.
Mmm, mmm, mm!
George W. Bush.
Said terrorists we’d never trust,
If you’re not with us, your against us.
Mmm, mmm, mm!
George W. Bush.
Yes!
Mmm, mmm, mm
George W. Bush.
Song 2:
Hello, Mr. President we honor you today!
For all your great accomplishments, we all doth say "hooray!"
Hooray, Mr. President! You're number one!
The second American President who was a President’s son!
Hooray, Mr. President we honor your great plans
To make this country's strength number one again!
Hooray Mr. President, we're really proud of you!
And we stand for all Americans under the great Red, White, and Blue!
So continue ---- Mr. President we know you'll do the trick
So here's a hearty hip-hooray ----
Hip, hip hooray!
-Lynnae ….Oh wait- I almost published this post without a fawning picture of the president to go with the song. I think I have one around here somewhere………..
Viola!
If you want the real words the school children chant and sing, here they are:
Barach Hussein Obama
Mm, mmm, mm!
Barack Hussein Obama
He said that all must lend a hand
To make this country strong again
Mmm, mmm, mm!
Barack Hussein Obama
He said we must be fair today
Equal work means equal pay
Mmm, mmm, mm!
Barack Hussein Obama
He said that we must take a stand
To make sure everyone gets a chance
Mmm, mmm, mm!
Barack Hussein Obama
He said red, yellow, black or white
All are equal in his sight
Mmm, mmm, mm!
Barack Hussein Obama
Yes!
Mmm, mmm, mm
Barack Hussein Obama
Song 2:
Hello, Mr. President we honor you today!
For all your great accomplishments, we all doth say "hooray!"
Hooray, Mr. President! You're number one!
The first black American to lead this great nation!
Hooray, Mr. President we honor your great plans
To make this country's economy number one again!
Hooray Mr. President, we're really proud of you!
And we stand for all Americans under the great Red, White, and Blue!
So continue ---- Mr. President we know you'll do the trick
So here's a hearty hip-hooray ----
Hip, hip hooray!
The following was my comment on another blog, and I decided to post it over here as well. The commenter I was responding to seemed to have the following points:
With that set up, here was my response.
………… interesting comment. One thing you don't seem to understand is that to conservatives, politics isn't about picking who's going to win and getting on that team. We feel strongly about what is the right and wrong way to run this country, regardless of 'global trends'. Freedom and democracy are not global trends or historic trends, for that matter, so we are going against the flow here.
And about your warning that we won't win in 2010, yes, we would like to win, but we won't cave on our beliefs just to win the numbers for something we don't want to happen.
Your words--- "The GOP have yet to outline a coherent, articulate plan of action, and the 9/12 protests are the embodiment of that lack of vision. Unlike other grassroots movement, there is no end game objective that signifies what victory looks like." don't make sense to me because the 9/12 protesters for the most part are disgusted with the way the GOP is ignoring them. The fact that we are unsure of the endgame should further PROVE, not disprove, that this is a grassroots movement. We are just trying to defend what we believe in.
BTW no one told me what to say or paid me to say it.
My sweet little sister had the opportunity to go to DC for over a week and participate in the march.
Today I would like to link to her, Ramsam, at Better Than We Deserve. Stop over and read her moving account.
-Lynnae
This sketch had me rolling! It is so funny.
I have to admit I have felt like this poor woman a time or two. Who knows, someday ‘Lynnae Loves Liberty’ might be completely devoted to Liberty- the rescued, at risk fluffy kitten.
Have a GREAT weekend!
Thank you to everyone for the kind comments on my last post and for referring it to others. You made my day!
And so for you a special treat……..
Little Lynnae at her 9th Birthday Party, July 1976.
My mom wanted to help me learn to sew, and this is the dress we made together. I selected the fabric myself. The pinafore is covered with George Washington portraits. The blue and white shirt displays United States icons like the liberty bell and Paul Revere, along with important dates in U.S. history. (Maybe the battle of New Orleans was among them, hmm?). The flag cake is by my grandma. Now tell me, could I have turned out any different?
When I was nine we practiced a bicentennial program in our elementary school. As part of the program a teacher was explaining the verses of ‘America the Beautiful’.
“How beautiful for patriot dream,
That sees beyond the years,
Thine alabaster cities gleam,
Undimmed by human tears.
How beautiful for heroes, proved
In liberating strife,
Who more than self, their country loved,
And mercy more than life.”
She explained that the phrase ‘undimmed by human tears’ meant that we had never had an attack of a city on American soil.
Photo Daniel Hulshizer AP
On the morning of September 11th 2001 that changed with the vicious attack of innocent people in our country.
President George W. Bush declared the following Friday a National Day of Prayer.
I was worried for my family and my country. I needed the consolation of prayer too. I watched the prayer ceremonies on television that day and said a few of my own. I will never forget God’s power and the unity that I felt with my fellow Americans that day. Despite all the horrible occurrences I felt that we were in God’s hands and he was still in control.
That day I wrote a few verses of my own for America the Beautiful, with one chorus at the end.
(To the tune and meter of the verses of America the Beautiful. ‘Oh beautiful, for spacious skies………)
How deep the grief that turns our heart,
The tears that bend the knee,
The ache that pulls us close again,
And closer still to Thee.
The trembling, halting, breaking voice,
In songs we’ve always known,
Though eyes divert we can’t help see,
The hollow in our home.
For souls who flooded heaven’s door,
That ever darkened hour,
Encircled by Thy angel host,
Encircled by Thy power.
America, America!
God grasp thy quaking hand!
And wash us pure, as we secure
Thy freedom for this land!
-Lynnae
