Nobody's Absudities, NO. 63: RIP with Rotten Oranges

Nobody's Absurdities:

Take an orange. Any orange will do. Leave it hanging around your kitchen for a week (preferably near the toaster) and then, wait till it gets so dimpled that you dare not peel it for fear that some ominous spores, no doubt close cousins to anthrax, will fly out and choke you on the spot, killing you instantly.

Don’t eat it. Pick it up, and throw it as hard as you can against the wall.

Here’s the point;--if I had to eat that orange rather than suffer through another twenty years of any oligarchic politician that our rotten system has managed to push down our throats as “choices” which seem beyond our control---I’d suffer it.

I once survived maggots in a chicken. (Don’t ask)

We have less than a month till the election, and the absurdities are coming at us quicker than an Obama plate of Iranian caviar.

For instance: Every black man, woman, and cemetery plot will be voting for Barack Obama this election, according to the latest polls: because he is black…Thomas Sowell being the exception.

Of course, this is racism at its finest. BUT, if a white person argues that Thomas Sowell is practically the only black person to endorse McCain because of the issues and not the color of his skin, then you could logically suggest that the entire black race is not only raciest, but ignorant like the white man (supposedly) has always suggested.

Logically speaking, it’s a stronger argument than a whole nation of black people voting for a black man, because he’s…black.

It would be like voting for a woman, because you’re a woman. This is not a good way for any one, in any country, to vote, let alone here.

In reality, the real fault lies, not with the racial attitudes of either white or black, but the many years of an abysmal educational system, which has dumbed down all kids so badly they think “spreading the wealth around” is kind of like getting to ride free on Space Mountain all day at Disneyland.

And this leads me to a dilemma I’m having: What sign do I put up in my front yard?

All my neighbors have Obama signs, and they are all white people: mainly teachers and men and women who have lost their jobs to China and France. Here in the middle of suburbia St. Louis, jobs have gone the way of the disappearing Chad.

First McDonald Douglass was bought out by Boeing: then the Ford plant closed down. Our once thriving Lambert Field Airport looks like the Langoliers runway out of a Stephen King novel.

And all my white neighbors are all voting for Obama because they think he is going to hand them some money. He could be pink for all they care.

Today Colin Powell endorsed Obama, which is no surprise. Since his “retirement,” Powell has devoted his life to helping black kids with affirmative action programs. Like Obama, he is convinced, that only by taking from a hard working (usually white) rich man, and redistributing it to the poor black man, giving those kids Harvard educations and the like, can a black man or woman get their rightful place in history.

Advancement not by talent--but by race.

Think of this: If Obama made Colin Powell, Secretary of Defense, and Condoleezza Rice, Secretary of State---it would be hailed with great inflated exclamations by our media that finally, America has truly beaten back the race card. Never mind that George Bush put those Colin and Rice in first.

Absurd? You bet.

And while they’ve all got us arguing over this racial stuff, in the middle of Saturday night the world leaders decided it was a good time to get their New World Order control of the whole world’s economy going: the announcement had the impact of a Boy Scout meeting, instead of the horrible ruminations of what it is: Bretton Woods on Barry Bond steroids.

Sunday morning, none of the talk show hosts thought it was important enough to even mention. And if you think that that’s not state control over our televising stations, then I would suggest you send your DNA to that Harvard guy who is putting people’s DNA up on the web for all to see.

Maybe you will get some help.

Okay…in the mist of writing this, I’ve decided that on Election Day, you will find a big tombstone right next to my Revolutionary American flag, with the letters:

1776-2008--- R.I.P.

I’m also planning on making a few bucks selling rotten oranges for my neighbors to throw in my front yard, because when they figure out that Obama is not going to hand them any money, but actually tax them more in order to spread the wealth around to mostly foreign countries, they will be ready to throw a few dimpled oranges of their own.