Hollow Words from a Hollow Man
We are the hollow men
We are the stuffed men
Leaning together
Headpiece filled with straw. ^1
If by now you have not yet discovered the true depths of Mr. Obama’s soul, after his State of the Union and subsequent self-promoting spanking session with the House Republicans, there can no longer be any doubt. His soul is as deep as the glistening waters of the Atlantic ocean, in a Petri dish.
Our dried voices, when
We whisper together
Are quiet and meaningless
As wind in dry grass
Or rats’ feet over broken glass
In our dry cellar
If you missed the State of the Union address, let me sum it up for you. “Every thing is great because I fixed it all. All the problems we have were Bush’s fault. Everything you have heard about me spending and taxing too much is a big Right WIng Conspiracy. And despite rumors (and actions) to the contrary, I am tougher on National Security than George Patton. All the numbers we tell you (jobs created, global warming) are true and all the real numbers are false. I am more important than this country . Now take your Halcyon and a big gulp of that special cherry Kool-aid, and quit getting in my way .... Gibbs, hand me another page of that Constitution, I feel a sneeze coming on.”
“Shape without form, shade without colour,
Paralysed force, gesture without motion;”
Obama wouldn’t even have been talking to the House Republicans if it weren’t for Senator Scott Brown. Even though they represent what poll after poll reveals reflects the majority of the population’s views on the health care bill and government spending, for his entire term to date he would not so much listen to a word they had to say. In fact, he ridiculed what the people were saying at town hall meetings and Tea Parties . His administration and their public puppets even accused all those concerned citizens of being racist, for just daring to dissent.
Scott Brown, sitting in the People’s seat, is the only reason he is even willing to meet with them. The People are screaming at him: “Listen to us!” Then, he finally comes down from the mount, acknowledging our existence for the first time, mocks and taunts us with feeble double-speak. Does he offer to listen? No, he scolds us for daring to disagree. He tells us it is our fault we our unhappy with his policies. His policies are not to blame, we are. How dare we stand in the way of his great Golden Broom. He answers the cries for lower taxes and less stifling regulation with more taxes and more regulation. He answers our cries for more oxygen to allow us to survive by covering out mouths, cutting the oxygen hose, and feeding us carbon monoxide , and announcing with great fanfare how he save us all. "See how pink you all are !"
Here's a medical lesson for you, because, you see, I really am a doctor. It is not just a Blog-title. Carbon monoxide will make you nice and pink, just like oxygen. You will have nice rosy cheeks, and look oh so healthy ! But it is no substitute for the real thing. You will have rosy cheeks, but you will still be very dead.
Between the idea
And the reality
Between the motion
And the act
Falls the Shadow
Has there ever been in the history of this country a President that spoke so completely in contradiction to how he actually behaved? He wants to create jobs-- that is suddenly priority one ! Yet his every action destroys business. You want to create jobs, Mr Obama: Ditch Obama care that puts an 8% payroll tax noose around the neck of small business. End the cap and trade foolishness that will destroy entire industries, decrease consumer income, and drastically increase business overhead. Quit demonizing the profits we are barely able to create. Quit stealing our money to fund your social largesse and then coming back for more every time “Let them eat cake” Pelosi needs a pay raise.
Between the conception
And the creation
Between the emotion
And the response
Falls the Shadow
How can anyone with any soul at all look straight into a camera lens and tell the very people that had to vote on the Recovery Bill that it had no earmarks in it? Do you think we didn’t notice the billions of dollars of pork in the stimulus bill? The billions spent on useless projects like road signs thanking the stimulus bill for signs about the stimulus bill? Don’t tell us how transparent your process has been as you slam the door in our face and conduct another backroom meeting with your czars.
We are not the idiots that voted you blindly into office and then stood in line waiting for our “Obama Money.” We know the difference between rain on our legs or pee, even if it is Holy Pee. The People are crying for honesty. accountability, and tranaparency and you give us nothing but lies, excuses, and opaque smoke. Do we really have to go through what the meaning of “is” is all over again? Just because past Presidents have behaved that way, it does not mean that behavior is Presidential.
Those who have crossed
With direct eyes, to death’s other Kingdom
Remember us—if at all—not as lost
Violent souls, but only
As the hollow men
The stuffed men.
Hollow words no matter how sincerely delivered are nothing but solid lies. A man with no substance is only a shell of a man, with a soul stuffed with straw.
The hope only
Of empty men.
We do not have time for an illusion of leadership. We do not have time of a façade of inegrity. Faking sincerity makes real sincerity vanish in a puff of your smoke. The carbon monoxide of socialism is no substitute for the oxygen of capitalism. A faux soul is no soul at all.
This is the way the country ends
This is the way the country ends
Not with a bang
But with a whimper.
§1. From T.S. Eliot, The Hollow Men
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
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