I’m madder than A-Rod’s wife at a day-long Madonna concert. Can someone please explain to me why a Barack Obama presidency would be good for you and me? Me? I don’t get it. I realize that Mr. McCain may not be the perfect candidate. Hell, I don’t agree with Angry John on many issues. But Mr. McCain has my vote and by the time you finish reading this, I expect he will have yours.
Now, let me clear up one point at the git-go. I don’t give a hoot about the color of Mr. Obama’s skin. Although he stumped me when he pointed out that he wasn’t the same color as the presidents on our folding money. I’m looking at ol’ George Washington on a dollar bill – it’s all I have left in my wallet after gassing up my Ford F-450 – and he’s green, for God’s sake. What the hell is Obama talking about? If he meant I wouldn’t vote some little green guy from Mars, he got that right – and that’s about the only thing he’s gotten right so far.
Friends, back when my pappy was a boy, there was this thing called The Depression. Some smart people believe that a man named Mr. Hoover royally f@*&ed things up back then by making people like my pappy’s pappy pay a lot more taxes to Uncle Sam when the country was already on its back flopping around like a possum full of buckshot. Some other smart people believe that Mr. Obama has a lot of the same ideas as Mr. Hoover did back in the 1920s. Best I can tell, I don’t want to be even poorer in four years than I am today.
Does anyone out there care about keeping our great country safe? As my friend Jack Nicholson once said to me “Son, we live in a world that has walls, and those walls have to be guarded by men with guns. Whose gonna do it? You? You, Mr. Obama?”
Me? I want John on that wall. I need him on that wall.
As for Mr. Obama’s recent European vacation and the fact that 200,000 whacky Germans showed up for his pep rally in Berlin, I say make Mr. Obama ambassador to Germany. But for President of the good ol’ US and A, I am going to vote early and often for John McCain, a red-blooded American war hero.