..... and shame this great nation. And have now unleashed the gates of hell it's very self. We are not deterred. We are not surrendering. World War III is here. Though the Fuehrer now allies with the caliphate and Islam. Shall we die ... it will be standing.
The Unanimous Declaration of the Thirteen United States of America When in the Course of human events, it becomes necessary for one people to dissolve the political bands which have connected them with another, and to assume among the Powers of the earth, the separate and equal station to which the Laws of Nature and of Nature's God entitle them, a decent respect to the opinions of mankind requires that they should declare the causes which impel them to the separation.
We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness. That to secure these rights, Governments are instituted among Men, deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed, That whenever any Form of Government becomes destructive of these ends, it is the Right of the People to alter or to abolish it, and to institute new Government, laying its foundation on such principles and organizing its powers in such form, as to them shall seem most likely to effect their Safety and Happiness. Prudence, indeed, will dictate that Governments long established should not be changed for light and transient causes; and accordingly all experience hath shown, that mankind are more disposed to suffer, while evils are sufferable, than to right themselves by abolishing the forms to which they are accustomed. But when a long train of abuses and usurpations, pursuing invariably the same Object evinces a design to reduce them under absolute Despotism, it is their right, it is their duty, to throw off such Government, and to provide new Guards for their future security.
"... Obama will argue is that the United States must help nations modernize their economies and give job opportunities to their young people so thatdemocracycan take hold and thrive ...
The president plans to forgive roughly $1 billion in debt owed by Egypt to free up money for job-creation there. And he will reveal other steps to bolster loans, trade and international support in Egypt and in Tunisia, the two nations seen as models of hope..."
Stupid? Moron? Dolt? Imbecile? Freak? Bzzzz ... nope, sorry ... wrong answer. TRAITOR. It ain't democracy as we know it. Merely a word, a mask, deflection/misdirection ... from the ascent of the Muslim Brotherhood (and the caliphate). Nothing more. Nothing less (it's what traitors do). Model of Hope? Yeah, in some IslamoCommie wet dream (Egypt, where during a protest for democracy ... a Western woman was nearly raped to death, by hundreds chanting ... Jew! Jew! Jew!). While thousands watched.
Yeah, let's give them billions of dollars. Sure [why not (and at the same time, free up 30 Billion Dollars, for al-Qaeda in North Africa/Libya!)]. And, since our economy is firing on all twelve cylinders (vroom). Let's concentrate ALL our efforts on: giving job opportunities to Egypt's young people.
Just more/same ... ISLAMIST PROPAGANDA ... from the President of the United States of America! [jihad/terror is the result of economic inequality. You know, rather than the obvious ... decade after decade (after decade) of inculcation. Preaching intolerance. Teaching hate. And in turn, if we don't help the poh leetle dears ... expect more jihad/terror (our fault!)]. What a piece of filth Chucklehead is ... a steaming puddle/pile of diarrhea.
While watching Khalid Sheikh Obama tonight [fair to say, that won't be me (you don't have that kind of money)]. You can more easily/readily enjoy the broadcast, by shouting out really loud. At the set ... STFU you piece of sh*t! (Trust me, it works!)
"the Iranian Revolutionary Guard has dispatched 65 agents via four planes, filled with guns, ammunition, and other military equipment, to Damascus during the past week. This is the second such convoy that has been sent from Tehran ..."
"... frenetic deliberations between Iranian and Syrian authorities have increased ... the frailty of the Assad rule would weaken Iran's influence in Syria ... the operational plan is to bait the Israeli government and incite unrest in the region."
"... the Ammar Ops HQ has begun coordinating with Lebanese Hezb'allah and Palestinian groups ... distributed 600 heavy firearms set up and situated in designated areas ... the operation has been planned in such a way that the role of the Syrian government is minimized ... giving it an air of a more impromptu and spontaneous confrontation. "
"... the Ammar Ops HQ, which also has branches on the borders of Syria, Lebanon and Israel, is essentially intending to wreak international havoc and fan the flames of regional chaos."
"There are some reports the President will do just that in a special Middle East address planned for delivery at the State Department on Thursday. The reports are that the President will issue new demands upon the Jewish state to unilaterally withdraw to 1967 borders and make other concessions in the name of the peace process."
Those would be the indefensible '67 borders. Only a proud Jew hater would even dare suggest such. The most proud. Yep, best ... friend ... Israel ... ever ... had. Not 100% sure why Buraq's gunna come all the way out ... of the Islamist closet, tonight? I can proffer ideas, synthesize. Thinking I have a fair idea? (still, I won't share). But, I've said it before, and I'll say it again ... the lid comes off this can of evil global destruction ... this year.
And remember back, when the Islamists took over the Church of the Nativity, in Jerusalem? For weeks and months. Using the pews as an open sewer ... urinating/defecating ... for weeks and months. Now, we get domestic loons/goons (also on a mission from Allah), desecrating another House of the L*rd:
Wanna call me a genocider .. to my face? Huh. Ask me how many children I have killed? I will break yours. Guaranteed (money back if you recognize your face in the mirror). I've had enough. Really (you can take kumbaya ... and put it you know where). Bring it on. I'be more than happy to do the time, no f*cking joke (been there, done that). Don't believe me? Feel free to try/see ... go 'head ... I double dawg dare ya [been awhile since I cut my knuckles open on someone's teeth (quite obviously, many of you ... are better men/women than I [ain't proud])].
At 4:03 in above linked/provided/embed vid (Pale propaganda):
"As we were disrupting the service to honor Israel, Israeli forces were opening fire on peaceful Palestinian protesters along the Syrian border."
Here's the deal people ... they believe them, they really (really) do. Passing them along ... as the ultimate truth. Exactly how it began, on one cold steely November night ... in Germany, in 1938. But, my sweet dear little bubbie, you don't have anything to worry about ... nothing at all ... if you're an (Islamist) friend of Obama.
I don't mean to burst anyone's hope bubble, noooh. But the cold hard reality is ... the Republic may already be lost? Extremely unpleasant that be. As the IslamoCommie Traitor Buraq Hussein (along with his pals in the junta), destroys America. In the atomic, right before our very eyes [tho' completely unnoticed ... under John Boehner's nose (I think I'll have the lobster)]. Via the economy, domestic policy, national security, and with our spankin' new physical alliance ... with al-Qaeda in North Africa (file that under sh*t ya just can't make up). Far too many others are inured to the crushing round the clock devastation underway.
But beyond the horror we see (with our own eyes). Is the loss of the idea. This idea. This idea most wondrous. America.
All the longing ... for days gone by (when we didn't have a steaming pile of treason occupying the oval office). Cannot stem the warm sticky red humor, flowing out from the stab wound in Lady Liberty's back. Cannot stop the unfolding insanity. For in the minds of too many, America the Idea not only no longer exists. In the generation upon, it never even existed, at all. In the macro ... we can delineate, we can demarcate. Call out, and point to the approaching horde, now marching in lockstep [around the globe (to an azan drumbeat)].
But in the micro, the sub-atomic. The intangible, the unseen. The battle may already be over. No thoughts to barter, no facets to analyze (or to discuss). No solutions to proffer. (For they have) no concept of what is being lost, what is being destroyed. To them it has no value or worth ... never even existed/won't be missed/is already forgotten (OMG ... Ashton is replacing Charlie!).
The path upon which this nation now travels, leads to a place few dare imagine. Not only will things get worse (much). The possibility they will never return/improve, cannot be ignored. How far down this country goes? How severe is the hemorrhaging? At some point, Code Blue/Stat will be heard over the great P.A. in the sky. And I know not, if in that instance, she will survive?
Give up? Too many have already. They of false face, outwardly erect [even walking among us (I have seen them)]. But inwardly, they have already dropped to one knee. Already measured/mapped their existential spot, living under the caliphate. Surrendered. Extend to these cowards, the same trust you would, the heathen goat foogers ... now battering the gate.
In this moment, firmly strapped into the crucible (as the temperature rises). Will one last blade be forged? One last implement ... that we may smite evil. Only time will reveal. Tick tock ... tick tock. By September we will know.
Maybe it will take an induced coma to save America? With hoped for revival ... at some future date. I know not. She is heavily sedated now, oxygen mask ... I.V.. Her breathing labored, her skin pale, ghostly. Her eyes grey, cloudy, and bleak. And I am afraid.
Man up. Woman up. The day is here (not next week, not next year). Cry not for what was. Or for what is now. Or for what ghastly horror may yet be ... what most definitely will be. Eyes forward, stand tall. That you may look evil in the eye ... and smile. Hellooo filth! And without wincing ... parry. Without gasp ... thrust.
Shoot ... I remember when Chucklehead took all those books with him ... to the White House. Written by or about past Presidents. That were somehow going to teach him ... how to lead, how to be a man. How to be President even. Now, we see through Buraq Hussein. We see through the Reich Ministry/MSM too. G*d what a day Tuesday, November 6, 2012 will be (the election won't even be close).
But, we ain't outta the woods yet. NO, not by a long shot. As I already said ... week before last. There are no depths, that filthy Islamist traitor won't stoop to. None. And he will not stop ... the destruction of these United States. Will not stop for anyone, or anything. It is what he does. It is who he is. It is all he is. It is all he ever will be. No matter how much lipstick Maddow, Cooper, Meester Ed, lil Wolfie, Olberdouche, Lawrence (of Reseda), CNN, CBS, MSNBC, ABC, AP, or Reuters put on that treif. Nothing will change that piece of porcine poop. But we ... we are gunna change him. Change him out. Though be many a year, before the stench fades.
Big war's coming. Better hold the f*ck on. Kahlid Sheikh Obama, 12th mahdi, head of the OIC, has got the reins. And he's not going to let go. What happens in September, will be like nothing the world has ever seen before. It's going to be hairy. Mighty f*cking hairy.
Lieutenant Colonel Terry Lakin will be returning to Baltimore on Saturday, May 14, 2011, after serving five months in Fort Leavenworth. Terry was sentenced to confinement with loss of rank, pay, benefits and pension due to a series of events resulting from his request for confirmation of the president's eligibility to hold office.
Those interested in greeting LTC Lakin when he returns from prison are invited to join with fellow supporters at Baltimore-Washington International Airport (BWI) on Saturday, May 14, at 10:30 am. Those planning to attend should use the free pre-event registration on the TerryLakin.com website.
I could'a whiled away the hours, conferrin' with all the Islamist powers A'consultin' with the commies in Berzerkeley. And my *ss I could'a been scratchin' while my plots were a busy hatchin' If I had only had a teleprompter ... just like Obama
I would've unraveled every riddle for any Kos Kiddie or individ'le, In trouble or strung out on Baraxycontin. With the thoughts I would'a been thinkin' I could'a been another Lincoln If I had only had a teleprompter ... just like Obama
Oh, I could've told you why Buraq won't go after your oil offshore. I could've thinked things I never thunk before. And then I woulda sat, and thunk some more. I would'nt a been a nothin' my head all full of Jew killin' stuffin' My heart all full of cocaine. I would've danced an' been schtupin' Mary, life would've been a ding-a-derry, If I had only had a teleprompter ... just like Obama
I could'a been just like your messiah Struttin like Tutankhamen While dancin upon the graves of the fallen Fiddlin just like Nero while hangin at Ground Zero If I only had a teleprompter!
And countless comments, in countless different threads. Both snark and substance. But to me, shows only one thing, and one thing only. A truly (truly) Great American [you shouldn't have any problem, figuring out which one is (said truly Great American)].
Because of politic? Nah. P.O.V.? Nope. But because of late, we have come to learn Condi tilts a teeny spot ... to the left. And yet, here she is. Not letting things like delusion, partisanship, or simply (ever so generous) good manners. Get in the way. Of speaking the truth. Calling out lies. Standing for that which is right. Standing up for those who believe. Believe in that thing most wondrous, most joyous, most spectacular. This gift unto us. This idea.
And that idea ... well she's kinda sorta under the weather these days [now isn't she (but well ... I'm really hoping she gets out of the hospital, on November 6, 2012 [fingers crossed])]. Me, I'll just put Lawrence (of Reseda) ... on the list of places to stop. On my future, upcoming, Grave Pissing Tour [Charlie Sheen ain't got nothing on me (though fair to say, his booyah consumption might'a been just a tad higher (?). Than (way back) when I was in the mix [sparking up only two or three eightballs a day])].
Addendum, 11:00 a.m.
Could only watch half, (four and a half minutes, out of nine total) of the embedded vid, in link. Of "Debra Burlingame, the co-founder of Keep America Safe and the sister of the plot (sic/Jen Rubin ... Dan's fave) whose plane was crashed into the Pentagon on Sept. 11."
Our pal Barry ... Thuh Won. Doling out finger sandwiches, cookies, and cake. And ever so generously ... even handshakes, smiles, and hugs. To the families, of the victims of 9/11. After Barry had just taken a victory lap ... round the reflecting pools at Ground Zero. A few short months after ever so pointedly, proudly ... picking up a shovel. At the (not quite yet) ground breaking ceremony ... for the fifteen story victory mosque ... right next door.
Yes, it is indeed far, far too easy to say. That piece of filth is out of his ever loving freakin mind. Convenient even. But I'll not be dissuaded. He is a traitor. Nothing but. And only.
It is all he is. And to imply, say, think he is merely delusional. A partisan pile'o sh*t. And we simply need to get over it ... and patiently wait, until November 6, 2012. While he continues to destroy anything America. And everything American?
The afternoon of November 6, 2012 ... Chucklehead knows where he can put that genuwine, offeceal Indolulu/Hawaiinesian "C.O.L.B." Can you just imagine how much diarrhea is gunna dribble out Buraq Hussein's yammer yammer, the morning of November 7? (Boosh's fault!). Though I am extremely confident, Buraq'll need sixteen hours ... to sleep on it first.
Spiking the ball in the end zone now every single f*cking minute ... of every day (that piece of filth Buraq Hussein is). Meanwhile, the media clusterf*ck ... continues. And all the attribution, and non. And the reading of the leaves of tea (who's zooming who?).
But, I'm a simple sort, not going to even get started on the appropriateness of the new data/intel release. And whatever the/that act its very self means? Forgetting even .. the content.
But this line (in link), did in fact give me a chuckle (go figure/snarf/snark to taste):
"The videos include outtakes of his propaganda films and, taken together, portray him as someone obsessed with his own image and how he is portrayed to the world."
Now they have eyes ... that they can see. The whole of these entire United States of America. Are now able to see, clearly. Who hath supra-constitutionally ascended to the office of President. Someone who would presume to stand next to, to surround, to drape and wrap themselves. In the actions, deeds and accomplishment of others (as he has done each day this week, and continues to do so ... this very day).
And yesterday afternoon, whilst availing myself of a lil liquid refreshment. It came to me ... (hey you, yes you) eureka! Why I myself did not jump up and down, like a hyper-caffeinated circus clown (during a bi-annual performance evaluation/revue). Upon first hearing the news of the demise, of one Osama bin Laden. America's number two enemy. An evil so great, few among us would have bothered worryin' bout our manicures (or our designer shades). Before gittin' real busy on that now piece of fish sh*t.
And that would be hearing the news, about the death of our number two enemy. From out the self satisfied smug mug, of one Buraq Hussein (they heard my scream in Haides). Woulda been one thing, if maybe a friend or an acquaintance, or say the neighbor (while passing in the driveway) ... had mentioned/delivered the news. Like when I heard about John Lennon, my brother calling personally ... the moment he had heard (cue Paul Simon). Or say some random local channel, no name talking head, on their smiley face morning news show.
But there he was ... that walking talking piece of sh*t. That filth. That traitor. That malignant gangrenous pustule. Eyebrow cocked, head tilted, platinum and jewel encrusted crown ... fashionably atilt. Ever so proud. Delighted. Giddy (tingle/tinkle). Bringing us the news ... himself. That everything was fine now. Everything was going to be alright. Because HE had vanquished the dragon. And we were now safe ... he was in charge. He Buraq Hussein ....THE GREATEST ENEMY the United States of America HAS EVER KNOWN.
Easily predictable (the libturd orgy) ... and yet somehow I missed it (the prediction). Pelosi and a whole gang of other assorted six (hairy) legged creatures. At/on a podium/stage ... dancing, celebrating. Bathing in the light of Osama's death. Sure, not necessarily taking direct credit (themselves), but not too proud neither ... to at least share in it. And of course ... shower Buraq the Magic Sparkle Pony, with endless accolades.
Every minute, on every channel, nonstop. Uninterrupted for twenty four straight hours. And, as more an a few have already (snarkily) noted, we won. The global war on terror, is now over. And everyone can go home (just click the heels of your ruby slippers ... together). Islam has now experienced a complete and total reformation/transformation ... thanks to the Wizardry of Obama (the One, the Light, the Way).
Sickly, sadly ... the entire operation was managed. The planning and execution ... stage managed. Every last detail fed through a lens (optics). And from out which stemmed the overpowering nausea, I experienced yesterday morn upon rising (... first seeing Chucklehead, wearing the news like a platinum, jewel encrusted crown).
Obama, former extry special butt buddy to Van Jones. He ... unappointed/unapproved by Congress, yet still was a major domo in the White House. He of the firm (loud and proud) belief, the Twin Towers were brought down by .... Boosh and da Jews. So really, by Obama's own groupthink, would appear he ... Obama, got the wrong man. Ergo, yet again more Chucklehead Kabuki Theater. And the Monday Medal of Honor ceremony? Wow, just wow. Exquisite, masterful planning and detail. The totality. Forget the power of the Hubble's optics (I guess Bubba be bringing you coffee now huh ... Bambi?).
EPHRATA, Wash. – Ephrata Middle School teacher Gary Weddle vowed on September 11, 2001 to stop shaving until Osama bin Laden was caught. On Monday, after almost ten years, he finally shaved off his lengthy beard.
OK, so were off topic now (say it isn't so elmo) .... oond now in (ta da) Hollyweird ... where they duzz teengs a leel diff (ya know, different breed of cat and all).
Y'all still think that stanknasty cockroach is simply stupid ... huh ... do ya? F*ck, this nightmare without end is NOT random. This PURE F*CKING EVIL is no lucky accident. The devil, it doth walk among us, self amused ... pleasantly smiling. There isn't one American bone in that freakin Mooselimb traitor's body. Not even a ligament people. Wake the f*ck up already. Please ... really ... get you one of them thar clue thingies:
If it looks like a filthy IslamoCommie traitor ... If it walks like a filthy IslamoCommie traitor ... If it talks like a filthy IslamoCommie Traiotor ...
Me, most taken with the right's fratricide, their enthusiastic willingness to engage in such. And the tenor thereof. Looking a lot more like the left (than right). Whupin' them long knives out quicker than Ed the talking horse('s arse) can coin a Trump put down ['bout Trump whupin' out his (thing)]. The book ain't out yet (though millions of copies are selling now). And the Repub bus already be rollin' over near everyone. Though no one's even seen it (the book), let alone read it.
And yet still, we have not seen an actual contemporaneous atomic birth certificate. No. We haven't. We have been shown a (virtually assembled?) digital copy/scan/rendition, of a local Hawaiian doc (C.O.L.B.)... supposedly on file. No one in the public domain has seen it.With their own eyes. NO ONE. Let alone held it, touched it, or examined it. Everyone seems just so freakin happy to take Obama's word (are you f*cking kidding me?). Would it not have been an even greater PR coup, to have done so. Holding it, an atomic doc in hand, high, aloft? Look ... see ... here it is (I'm an American!). We still have not been shown that which Chucklehead ever so proudly mentions in his book. An actual contemporaneous atomic birth certificate (and yeah, they are in fact two different things).
We are in deep f*cking trouble people. A lying, fraudulent, felonious traitor occupies the office of President. Having knowingly assumed the office with the prior knowledge, he is not even eligible, under multiple clauses/sections of the Constitution. And yet the whole of the libturd nation, and their gold plated cloaca ... MSM, call me racist (any one of ya freaks ... to my face ... any ring in town. ANY f*cking time). Watch, wait, see ... as that losing political strategy plays out [and that won't be purdy, I (absolutely) Gawrantee].
Buraq Hussein ain't just putting points on the board, no. He is quite masterfully running up the score. You people are being righteously schooled. Hellooo ... the train's now left the tracks. The danger? It is real, it is now here, there is no need to wait. And you have'nt seen nothing yet . Hell's like that. Me, I'm not just frigthened, I am scared to death. Truly. And wherever you may be ... if you listen closely, you can hear my screams.