January 14th, 2015
5:38 pm
"Let me never fall into the vulgar mistake of dreaming that I am persecuted whenever I am contradicted.” Ralph Waldo Emerson
January 14, 2015
By: Linda Case Gibbons
Not everyone gets a trophy. That’s the way it always worked.
You get chosen by "merit.” If you got it, you get it. If you don’t, you lose.
You don’t cry about it. And you sure don’t say you got "snubbed!”
It may be hard to take, but sometimes what you do isn’t good enough.
But I can understand the confusion.
Today there is a new method of measurement.
We have kids who get a trophy no matter what, just so nobody feels bad. We aren’t allowed to keep score in kiddie sports. And we can’t call Islamic terrorists Islamic terrorists for the same reason. No one should ever feel bad.
It’s the "New Think.”
"These People” who set these standards are the same people who don’t want "Those People” who behead and kill Americans, Christians, women and children to feel bad, either.
They are our leaders.
So I can understand the confusion.
Like a snowball rolling downhill, leaders who think they are being treated poorly create more of the same, so you get filmmakers and actors who think they are being treated poorly.
None of them ever stop to think it may be because they just weren’t good enough.
And why would they?
They see Al Sharpton, of Tawana Brawley fame, sitting at the right hand of a mayor and a president, as their advisor. It’s only logical that he would spread his web of his racist shenanigans to Hollywood.
We've come to expect it, because that’s the way it is nowadays. The ordinary guy doesn’t get a break.
"New Think” releases high level terrorists from Guantanamo smack on the heels of wholesale terrorist murders in Paris.
"New Think” tells us the solution to what happened in Europe is for them to assimilate the Islamic terrorists, and for us to understand them so they will like us.
The words "Caliphate,” "mindless hatred” and "killing” don’t mean a thing to "These People” because we are told it really isn’t the "radical terrorists’” fault.
It’s ours.
It’s confusing, but interesting.
So "New Think” proliferates throughout our country and becomes the norm.
Punctuality used to be a virtue, the whole "early bird worm” thing and Ben Franklin’s "early to bed, early to rise,” but no more.
Nope. Obama and De Blasio have made tardiness their calling card and keep that particular snowball rolling.
De Blasio missed the bell toll that rang at 9:16, the exact time Flight 587 went down in 2001 in Queens, killing all on board, because he had "a very rough night” and was sleepy.
And it was foggy.
Obama is late for every press conference and missed the march in Paris altogether, probably because he had something else to do. We weren’t told.
And now Kerry has joined their ranks, but the Kerrmeister went them one better!
He brought a troubadour with him to Paris, albeit three days late, and invoked the Hillary Clinton "Hugging it Out” paradigm.
A ready-made Saturday Night Live. It made Americans so proud and probably scared the pants off Islamic terrorists!
So as the president prepares for his State of the Union address, don’t you think it would be a good idea to carry on the administration's theme he and Kerry started? Musical comedy?
While a picture says a thousand words, so do songs.
Here are some suggestions based on the administration’s stellar performance in a Real Life Drama category.
"Don’t Let Ebola Catch You Crying"
"South of the Border, Down Mexico Way"
"All They (Muslims) Need Is A Little Love in Their Lives"
"Iran, I Ran So Far Away" (By a Flock of Seagulls)
"If You Love Her (Them), Let Her (Them) Go" (The high level terrorists at Guantanamo)
"The Hug Song" (Performed by a dancing chicken and dedicated to John Kerry/Paris and Hillary/Martha’s Vineyard)
"Somebody I Used to Know" (Gen. Patraeus and Oprah)
"Money, Money, Money!" (By Abba…It’s a rich man’s world, dude), together with
"Let’s Make Lots of Money" (By the Pet Shop Boys)
"Guantanamera" (Dedicated to Beyonce and Jay-Z and Cuba)
James Taylor says he’s available to sing. He just needs a microphone this time.
Hugs!
Hold the line, America.