Who is this guy? I thought when I first heard about him. He has a funny name and I don't know much about him but from the way he talked and from the way he laughed he had a whole lot of people in his corner. Friends of mine, my own sister raved to me that he was "Prince Charming" ! He will be better then that George guy. He's got a plan that in 4 yrs, he will clean up the mess that George left you with at least...by half. I pondered what my sister said and took one more look at this polished man. While examining his dreamy smile and confident gestures intuition raised a flag that what he was selling was a little suspicions. As months past he continued to try and woo me with his talk of Unity and Change. He said he would would bring black and white blue and red together until all our nation was color blind. "Our relationship will be built of honesty, everything between us will be transparent. You can trust me." Well we'll see I thought and time continued to pass. Finally in the winter of of 2009 we were matched. More of a arranged union really. I didn't want to be with Barack in the first place but it was like more then half the country was telling me (69,456,897 people to be exact.) that we were meant to be. With swollen eyes and a broken heart I took the majorities lead and begrudgingly went along for the ride. Knowing his stands on certain things worried me but I prayed that the unity he preached about would really come to fruition. As time past I would cringe when I heard him speak. Seeing now what appeared to be confidence at our first meeting had a rank stench of arrogance I would get angry and yell in disbelief at what he told me. I was cautious with my support for him and kept a firm grip on my wallet knowing somehow this relationship of going from a separate bank to a joint account and finally a sole acct would happen. That inclination proved true the way he told me that we need to "give a little bit more". "Spread our money?" "Spread my money around" I yelled? I work hard...and it is tough enough as it is getting by on what I have...being middle class is making me resentful. I see people who get free game tickets, free movies, free cars, free groceries, free clothes, free rent, sliding scale preschool, now free HEALTHCARE on on my dime. When I demanded answers about the money he said, We are not spending it Baby...we are investing it"
"Wait a minute!" I yell at myself, "I had debt when I was with George 5.7 trillion and now with Barack it was 16 trillion." " I don't have anymore to give I screamed you have taken more then I ever had. "Don't worry." he said taking my hand "We have credit...China has been very generous."
"And so have you" I retorted back, generous with my money and I personally have less and less to show for it." Why didn't you have a budget...you have had 4 yrs to make one!" "Hey Babe, it's ok, Barack says. "I have a bunch of friends I have hired to advise us on how to better spend our money and I got a hot tip on this energy company called Solyndra." "Trust me."
The money was one thing but something else was happening that seemed even worse...the lies.
I began hearing whispers or scandals looming. wiki-links to our security system, some of the friends he hired had not paid their taxes, our credit rating went from a AAA to AA. He gave guns to a bunch of folks in Mexico and one of our guys were killed. The when I asked him about Eric the guy in charge, he told me he was pulling executive order and to "leave it alone." Finally, my great friend Israel, he refused to have them for dinner. Snubbed their calls had his friends say he was busy with Whoopie Goldberg.
After 4 years of promises that things will Change and that things will get better my little ray of light began to shrink and almost disappear. Almost ready to give up a real hope of real change slipped into my dark perspective.
The like a real fairy tale a new guy blew into town...someone who had experience with growing wealth and creating jobs was right before my eyes. A man who was trustworthy, no skeletons, strong man of faith and virtue I thought, "now...NOW I want a divorce. I want out and if I can, I want to be DONE with this guy!"
Unfortunately for me this decision was not solely mine like as before this union would be arranged and I was looking to the my peers to get me out of this mess, this debt.
He and I began to make the claim for why Mitt, would be the better guy for me.
This calls for a debate the people said and after all that I heard, read and new about this guy, I was sure that it was a slam dunk...I mean look at my state, my guy who promised to make things better made things 3x worse.
The debate was on...
Round 1 Mitt he was on the defense great points. Right hook, left hook..."Take him down."
Round 2 Barack but Mitt still hanging in there...
Round 3 make the points what about Solyndra, my credit rating, the security leaks, snubbing Israel, Eric Holder ect. Mitt barley was able to scratch the surface on most of my disputes before he was interrupted by Judge Candy.
Well he did make some more points great closing speech...
There will be a few days for the Jury to deliberate and on Nov 6th, I would hear the verdict.
Nov. 6th I cast my vote and pray others feel the same.
Nervous, I anxiously await the hrs when I will be told if my divorce will be granted.
As the jury weighs in...I am hopeful because the odds are starting in my favor.
As the light slips from the sky so goes the way of my glimmering hope and the scale begins to tip towards Barack.
I cling to my last shred of hope that some votes are too close to call... significant votes.
Finally, as Mitt realized that Barack has won the required votes to remain in power, he graciously concedes and slips behind the curtain.
As reality sets in my stifled whipper swells to a moan and hope is knocked from me with the fierce blow that I am trapped trapped with Barack...again and this time not for better but definitively for the worse.
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