My Mother is Voting for Hussein
My parents were visiting with us this week to enjoy a weekend with their grandchildren.
Everything was going well until my Mother let it slip that she was voting for Barrack Hussein Obama.
I came unglued. I couldn't believe my ears. My mother who raised me to be self-dependent and appreciate the country I was born in was endorsing Obama.
I argued like a stir-crazy liberal...I sounded insane. I was seething and basically lost the argument and my composure. My Father, bless his heart, just sat quietly but I think he was ready to punch me out.
My mother had no reason for choosing for Hussein Obama. She just didn't like the Bush war anymore....that was news to me...just a few months earlier she was passionately defending our President. I brought up his Messianic portrayal, his lack of experience, his anti-Semitic leanings, his weird unpatriotic wife...and his socialist views. I asked her to name ONE thing he has accomplished since being a Senator. I was waiting for her to say...walking on water.
She proceeded to defend Barrack and just deny his anti-American/anti-White and Socialist rhetoric. Oh it was bad...Queue CNN talking points.
We went to the Recital and things were okay. During the recital, my Mother mentioned that she only was choosing Obama because he was handsome and cute.
I responded very calmly, "Mom, that's the very same reason the Nation of Israel chose King Saul. Because he was handsome."
My mother conceded that was the best argument she ever heard. She'll still vote for Obama. She said what I wanted to hear and she appeased her CRAZY son.
Thank God, we live in a great country where you still can vote your best choice. (Oh and Mom...those freedoms are under attack.)
BUT that's why I love my Mother...it is that same passion that beats through her heart that beats in mine. Now...I know where I got it from.
Everything was going well until my Mother let it slip that she was voting for Barrack Hussein Obama.
I came unglued. I couldn't believe my ears. My mother who raised me to be self-dependent and appreciate the country I was born in was endorsing Obama.
I argued like a stir-crazy liberal...I sounded insane. I was seething and basically lost the argument and my composure. My Father, bless his heart, just sat quietly but I think he was ready to punch me out.
My mother had no reason for choosing for Hussein Obama. She just didn't like the Bush war anymore....that was news to me...just a few months earlier she was passionately defending our President. I brought up his Messianic portrayal, his lack of experience, his anti-Semitic leanings, his weird unpatriotic wife...and his socialist views. I asked her to name ONE thing he has accomplished since being a Senator. I was waiting for her to say...walking on water.
She proceeded to defend Barrack and just deny his anti-American/anti-White and Socialist rhetoric. Oh it was bad...Queue CNN talking points.
We went to the Recital and things were okay. During the recital, my Mother mentioned that she only was choosing Obama because he was handsome and cute.
I responded very calmly, "Mom, that's the very same reason the Nation of Israel chose King Saul. Because he was handsome."
My mother conceded that was the best argument she ever heard. She'll still vote for Obama. She said what I wanted to hear and she appeased her CRAZY son.
Thank God, we live in a great country where you still can vote your best choice. (Oh and Mom...those freedoms are under attack.)
BUT that's why I love my Mother...it is that same passion that beats through her heart that beats in mine. Now...I know where I got it from.
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