Dear President Obama


 

 

Martin Luther King, Jr.
Martin Luther King, Jr. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

 

 

    I know I don’t have to tell you the history Dr. Martin Luther King’s “I Have A Dream” Speech, so I won’t.  At that time, and definitely when you were elected by a landslide in 2008, Americans as well as foreigners alike were hopeful that a change would come in the issue of racial equality.  Dr. King dreamed of a better day for minorities.  Sadly, unfortunately, he was struck down long before he could witness a man he fought so hard for to rise to the mountain top.  Yes sir, you are on the mountain top.  But, it makes one wonder if you truly had the same dream as Dr. King. 

 

 

 

     People still march in front of and around the house that you command.  Jobs are lost, homes lost, lives lost…and still, the hope is there but it seems like it’s fading away.  Though we all know that it’s not just minorities who are in jeopardy of a continuous diminishing livelihood, so much media attention now is comparing Dr. King’s message to your “Yes we can” or even the “Change” messages you promoted.  “Yes we can” is what Blacks and Whites alike chanted back to you, in an effort to get you elected as the first “African-American,” not Black, President of the United States.  I guess in Dr. King’s time, he was considered colored or Negro.  Boy, have the times really changed?  Now, Blacks are considered African-American with thanks to the Reverend Jessie Jackson and his 1988 campaign for your spot.  Yet, the “Change” so many shouted for you has not been felt.  Then again, many minorities feel that it has gotten worse for them since you took over the podium. 

 

 

 

     With jobs being a major focus for Americans, one should wonder how jobs will be created when there is no real demand for products that can’t be afforded.  Education pales due to the fact that once the paper is received and the debt is grieved, it’s all about who you know to get placement in this world.  Then, there are the lucky ones who have the stars lined up for them and feel that the law of prosperity will follow them if they go to the side where money talks.  In other words, once Democrats now become Republicans.  Yes, Republican is synonymous wealth and status.  Democrats are for the hopeless and near-desperate.  As an elected-Democrat, what exactly do you represent?  The podium is yours, the microphone is yours.  Though you stand up straight, it’s actually confusing as to where you stand…for the un-chosen broken.

 

 

 

     I read a poem called, “The Day the Ghetto Died,” and found it to be interesting.

 

 

 

On the day the Ghetto died

 

Malcolm X bowed his head

 

While Martin Luther King stood and cried

 

 

 

On the day the Ghetto Died

 

Some sat and sang a hymn

 

Others just sat and lied

 

Lied about what the white man did for them

 

 

 

On the day the Ghetto Died

 

Little babies ran through streets

 

While their mothers bowed their heads and cried

 

To see their children with shoes on their feets

 

 

 

On the day the Ghetto died

 

The bible was opened even wider

 

To thank the Lord for a bond to be tied

 

And to pray for it to be tighter

 

 

 

In front of the steeple

 

I sat and felt a drop of rain

 

I looked up despite the people

 

And saw Jesus rejoicing over his pain

 

 

 

The pain must have been great

 

For it came down like a herd of angry men

 

But then it stopped

 

And I saw the sky smile again

 

 

 

‘Twas the Day the ghetto died

 

all the great heroes rose from the dead

 

to spread the knowledge they once had to hide

 

to the souls whose hearts now bled

 

 

 

They walked in hundreds of thousands

 

Wearing potato sacks

 

And chains and ropes

 

I can say this – for I was there

 

And in unison they sang the most beautiful hymn

 

 

 

It was one I never got to write

 

Because I could only listen in solemnity

 

It was a song that made me frown

 

 – one that gave me back my dignity

 

 

 

The tone sounded like it came

 

From the chain gang

 

But I couldn’t be sure if it was of

 

Rejoice or of pain

 

 

 

I walked around my beautiful home and cried

 

I looked and saw that I had everything money could buy

 

Then realized how little I had

 

But my ancestors had much pride

 

 

 

 

 

     Can you tell if this author is Republican or Democrat?  One would assume that because the author mentioned “ancestors,” he or she is non-white.  One side doesn’t seem to have to yell to get their point across.  Another side is just simply ignored and floored.  Who could deny the impact of one Oprah, Tyler Perry, Lee Daniels, or Quincy Jones?  They have made their mark on the world.  Crossovers?  Maybe.  Still, even the mighty O still has her bouts with abandonment.  And now, Americans are feeling abandoned by another mighty O.  Are you building your cabin the way you want it to be?  There are laws that are nearly favoring the execution of Blacks, let alone Black males – in a state many believe changed the course of history in 2000.  As time advanced, so has favoritism.  Who now represents our nation for the minorities who want a better life?  Just because of the so-called self-help television shows and books, the destination can’t be reached without support, resources. 

 

 

 

     Let’s give kudos to those who can stand back and thank their lucky stars for a blessed life.  It is with faith that those individuals cultivate their gifts and make them grow.  Also, they should remember how they got to be in their cushy position and not be ashamed to admit that they received help along the way.  Has much sight been lost by tending to the grass in other nations backyards?  When you awaken from your night’s sleep, can you honestly tell your dream without making a joke about it?  Laughter is only a temporary fix and dreams of a better way die when they can’t be fulfilled.  And time heals no one or nothing.  It only makes conditions harsher without proper treatment.

 

 

 

     Would Dr. Martin Luther King be pleased with the conditions minorities face today?  Probably not.  Then again, had his dream been kept alive 1988 would have never happened and the 2000 election would never have seen the light of day.   You would still have had your chance to speak for the disadvantage man and woman.  But you more than likely would have been forced to keep your promises of a better day.

 

 

 

     Don’t be that father that went out for milk and never came back.  Or, the one who pops back in from time to time to say, “Hey, remember me?”  Almost two years into our new house and the steps still haven’t been fixed.  You’re the only one who knows where the materials are to fix the steps. 

 

 

 

     The ghetto should have died by now and changed into a neighborhood.  Though it’s like that way for so many, change just can’t happen fast enough.  Some can’t even remember their dreams.

 

 

 

      And, to think, the movie “The Butler” made you cry.

 

 

 

 

 

Signed,

 

 

 

Ms Aerd 

 

 

//

 

 

Thank You for the Nobel Peace Prize in Literature nomination!


 

It should be such an honor to be considered for such a prestigious award.  Then again, there is even the Nobel Peace Prize for Poetry.  Poetry and Literature, both tell stories yet in different ways.  The only thing that separates the two is structure.  With Poetry, the intellectual looks for a pattern of iambic pentameter, iambic tetrameter, and even iambic hexameter.  You don’t even have to rhyme.  Then again, in Literature, one doesn’t even have to be a grammatical genius.  Even Editors make mistakes which still lead to millions of publications turning into best-sellers.  All it takes is someone with authority to write a stellar review for the author and a star is born.  Once the book is purchased, how often is it returned due to lack of substance of content?  Even the buyer is seen as an intellectual – who doesn’t want to challenge authority.  He or she will even go to book signings and readings to be a part of the  in-crowd in an effort to do their part for the cause.  Sarcastically, one may mention how shallow a particular story character was just to try and make a point of expressing utter disdain for a contribution that could have otherwise gone to aid the children in Ethiopia.  Still, presence means so much.

 

There seems to be a formula for everything.  Some say they can predict the next President, some have become expert at predicting the stock market, some have been said to know when the real estate market would burst.  Yet, many members who once held firm beliefs in their middle-class stature now hang their heads lower than the vagrant who had no shame peddling for a drink or a cup of coffee.  The middle-class could always point to where the ghetto was.  Now, no one wants to admit that their dwelling is located there.  In the era of the Haves and the Have-nots, it may even be safe to say the ghetto is dead.  In the 1960s, the Civil Rights Movement was the result of discrimination of one race of people and their segregation from another.  Many lives were sacrificed to pave the way for better future conditions of the Black or Negro (depending on which term they chose to use at that time).  During that horrific time period, that group looked up to a savior who they felt would lead them out of that turmoil.  Then, just at that turning point, that guiding light was extinguished – crushing so many hearts and souls to the point that many feared the end was closer to the beginning.  Conditionally, segregation was eventually ended.  Doors were opened for those who wanted to walk through them – and closed indefinitely for those who chose not to want to make a difference.  Time and time again, the next rising star on the scene would make a stance only to fade into oblivion soon after.  Fast forward a half a century, the Civil Rights Movement has reared its ugly head again; this time, though it may be harder for one group even with credentials to further themselves, not having does not discriminate. 

 



The Day the Ghetto Died

 

 

On the day the Ghetto died

Malcolm X bowed his head

While Martin Luther King stood and cried

 

On the day the Ghetto Died

Some sat and sang a hymn

Others just sat and lied

Lied about what the white man did for them

 

On the day the Ghetto Died

Little babies ran through streets

While their mothers bowed their heads and cried

To see their children with shoes on their feets

 

On the day the Ghetto died

The bible was opened even wider

To thank the Lord for a bond to be tied

And to pray for it to be tighter

 

In front of the steeple

I sat and felt a drop of rain

I looked up despite the people

And saw Jesus rejoicing over his pain

 

The pain must have been great

For it came down like a herd of angry men

But then it stopped

And I saw the sky smile again

 

‘Twas the Day the ghetto died

all the great heroes rose from the dead

to spread the knowledge they once had to hide

to the souls whose hearts now bled

 

They walked in hundreds of thousands

Wearing potato sacks

And chains and ropes

I can say this – for I was there

And in unison they sang the most beautiful hymn

 

It was one I never got to write

Because I could only listen in solemnity

It was a song that made me frown

 – one that gave me back my dignity

 

The tone sounded like it came

From the chain gang

But I couldn’t be sure if it was of

Rejoice or of pain

 

I walked around my beautiful home and cried

I looked and saw that I had everything money could buy

Then realized how little I had

But my ancestors had much pride

 

 

When I read this poem, I realize it doesn’t just relate to any one particular group of people.  Though  two Black leaders are shown, their significance is great and was even more important during their time.  The ghetto has died because it has been invaded by Life.  “They walked in hundreds of thousands/Wearing potato sacks/And chains and ropes…” what a riot, a rebellion…like occupying Wall Street or overthrowing a government.  People walking around their homes, knowing that at any moment they face eviction.  Never in a million years did they see their dream being shattered.  Never in a million years did they ever think they would be on the same sideline as the underdog.  Never in a million years would they waste a dollar or two to buy a lottery ticket.  Yes, there is a different kind of dream. 

For the millions of Americans who lost their jobs and had to go on unemployment, not only was their lifestyle altered but their way of life demolished.  Once the unemployment benefits ran out and the job prospects looked even more dismal, many abandoned all hopes of acquiring a legal means that would allow them to lead a sustainable life.  Why can’t someone just lower the corporate tax so that the outsourcing can stop?  Maybe, just maybe, all the crimes that no one seems to be able to agree that are actually hate crimes will stop if people have a beneficial outlet.  And there is no discrimination as to who does the crime. 

There is this book, “But what is life…Anyway?” that has nothing but poetry in it.  I’m surprised no one has written a review on it yet.  I’ll leave that to the intellectuals.  And along that same line, I saw Anna Deavere Smith’s “Let me Down Easy” and was completely shocked.  What that woman did onstage with the characters she created, I could only hope that my voice is expanded that way in my poetry.  It’s so funny how each individual role or piece could act as a separate message yet forming one central thought.  If only America could truly focus on what the Constitution says, “All Men Are Created Equal.”  Although color was left out of that formulated masterpiece, wouldn’t it be astounding if we could all become colorblind on purpose?  There is only one thing keeping us from that vision or thought:  Ego.  Whether it’s our ego or someone else’s ego… it’s still ego.  Ego rules everything.  It determines who is right and who is wrong.  Ego even determines who lives and who dies.  Ego is a mental death or a physical death.  Ego matters to the winner and the loser.  Ego never dies – it either expands or diminishes.  Ego takes the place of a podium as it stands in front of one’s name.  Ego is the Nobel Peace Prize before the “Thank You” from the recipient.

Literature still requires some literal or literate form structure.  There is no beat like Poetry; but a literal temperature that holds one’s interest long enough to remember the author’s name.  Those who nominate a candidate for a prize in Literature should at least be aligned with that presenter’s vision.  If they aren’t, then why tamper with that ego?  There should be a flow like a river.


 

 The River

 

Singing a song

that carries cool along a bank

of tears released by Heaven

and engulfed by Man

Created for pleasure below

where life is given again

and washed away

Smiled down on

When all ceases and admires

its healing powers

to fall in love there

and make love there

 

 

 

             

I will always remember the final scene in “Guess Who’s Coming to Dinner” when Spencer Tracy gave that memorable speech fusing the two cultures together.  He reminded Dr. Prentiss and his daughter, Joey just how much adversity they had to face based on their interracial relationship.  Though a good message for that situation would have been ‘Love conquers all,’ today that message has wavered.  There has become a melting-pot of love among the races.  And like the races, we even watch smart people or intelligent people fail, fall victim to schemes that were devised by people turned criminals that they believed in.  No one is immune to anything.  Again, the ego was played upon and preyed upon.  I, on the other hand, appreciate the nomination for the Nobel Peace Prize in Literature and/or Poetry no matter how egotistical it may sound.  What job it must bring to the one who took the time out of their busy schedule of duties to add my name to the list of prime candidates who probably have only be heard of by members of their inner circle.  What a magnificent gift it is to be able to join or unite beings of one thought to live harmoniously together and have that message forwarded on to generations to come.

 

 

 

 

 

LIFE CLASS 4 (RHETORIC, MIRAGE, and CULTURE)


Life isn’t always what YOU make it

 

 

Every day, I try to re-energize myself.  After reading terrible reviews or seeing horrible television commercials about how one man let down the entire economy by not fulfilling the promises he made – I wish that I could do more to help get the message across that he should have drilled home time and time again:  “REAL CHANGE and SUFFICIENT CHANGE ISN’T GOING TO HAPPEN OVERNIGHT!”  Yet, we see what we want to see.  We hear what we want to hear.  We saw History in the making.  We saw CHANGE.  We heard someone wanting to make a difference.  We didn’t hear that we were in more trouble than one man could save us from.  The old American dream was life is what you make it and fades into the ‘America is the land of opportunity’ makes all of us who fear writing a check, for fear that our unemployment check won’t come through by the time the check hits the bank, or fear embarrassment of trying to use our credit card in the grocery store because the bank that we have used for more than twelve years chose to reduce our credit card limit because of our new spending habit, or fear hearing a knock at the door before looking out the window and seeing the Sheriff’s car parked out front of the house you know has been in foreclosure for more than ten months, inadequate.  You are the time-bomb that the politicians that you knew were all wrong for your well-being, but voted for anyway, are banking on failing.  Why shouldn’t they bet against you? – You showed your support for their foe.  But, you continue day after day complaining, griping about everything that you really have complete control over…a single vote that you know you should make and fully support.  Most often, we have friends who have the same culture as we do – the way they think, act, and believe become the main reason we allow them to take up residence in our minds and hearts.  Then suddenly, we hear or feel something that doesn’t sit right with our ego, something that really questions our beliefs and we do absolutely nothing.  And as we continue to do absolutely nothing, matters get worse while issues take the back-burner.  What we have done is we settled on an aesthetic instead of the truth.  We jump ship because the appealing can’t be wrong, that being with the in-crowd will make us better too.  And again, our shame won’t let us admit that we messed up.  We try to make a life for ourselves, but life reminds us that it’s not all about us.  And, if life isn’t all about us, how can it possibly be what we make it?  There are powers-that-be that we put up on a pedestal who fail to hold up their end of the bargain.  However, deep down inside we wish we had gone for the universal message that could have resulted in universal appeal.  The person didn’t change, just our mindset did.   Isn’t this what people like Deepak Chopra, Dr. Wayne Dyer, and Iyanla Vanzant tell all of us who listen every day that we should do?  This made me wonder why these motivational speakers never enter the White House.  Is it that they are banned from doing their ‘good work’ on unholy ground?  Will we ever become one of those powers-that-be?  Do we think we still won’t be under the same scrutiny once we rise from the ashes?  The only way I see us really being relevant to the cause of universal love and fulfillment is that we have to form one solid union that will remain impenetrable to anything unethical, discrimination, and segregation.  We’ve tried to build a life for ourselves and those who depend on us – only to be told our leader failed us.  Well, how can anyone fail us if he or she doesn’t have the ‘adequate’ support they need to lead us?  Again, rhetoric at our most vulnerable point makes us easy prey.  But as the prey is prayed upon, they pray for a better day, a better way, a better say, a better tray to present their list of demands on.  Life isn’t always what you make it…especially if you keep giving your cards to somebody who doesn’t really have your best interest at heart.  If only there was a way to energize everybody…

2012…And the Civil Rights Movement still goes on!


U.S. Presidential flag, 1960-present (not usua...
U.S. Presidential flag, 1960-present (not usually called a “standard” in official U.S. government terminology). It is defined in Executive Order 10860. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)


To many of the world, Barack Obama is the first AfricanAmerican President of the United States of America; to others, the first Black President…the first Negro President…then, the first Colored Man to ever grace the Oval Office and a podium to address the American public of its social concerns.  He was supposed to be the savior of the minority-class while serving as an example of why White America should take its country back.  After eight years of band-aiding a festering economy, Americans voted into office freshness; a breath of different air to fix what had gone wrong in the White House.  This very well could have been deemed a personal demolition of the government as the epitome of all that should have been right, didn’t sound right.  Had only they rehearsed their lines a little better or kept in-sync with one another, they could have been the ones responsible for allowing America to continue treading downward.  In fact, the four years that Barack has occupied the White House could have been performed as a reality TV show known now as “Political Animals.”  When Dennis Haysbert played the President on the hit show “24,” his show’s ratings were higher than the President’s approval rating (at times) – complimentary of his supporting cast.  Where “24” was about fantasy that could be selected at will, President Obama was severely regulated in his power almost immediately upon taking the presidential platform.  Dennis, or President David Palmer, was able to make decisions, commands, exert his authority-at-will in times of national security breaches and such.  President Obama saw much of his own Democrat-based cabinet either leave politics all together upon his arrival, or jump ship to the Republican on newly instituted Tea Party for spite.  It would be quite difficult for the John F. Kennedy of the 21st Century to help his fellow-man.  But his fellow-man would later become brainwashed into abandoning all that he stood for early on in his campaign solely because their passion had an expiration date.  With unemployment on the rise, and foreclosures mounting, tempers were flaring.  And on November 2, 2010, the American public told the Republic Party, “You Were Right!”  Unlike JFK, President Barack Obama was assassinated by the People.  And the GOP would capitalize on this in every way possible.  Then, in an effort to redeem himself to his remaining followers – and even the ones who had now abandoned him, the President would be told he must “compromise” with the group that wanted him to continue to fail miserably.  Compromise he did.  Unemployment Benefits would be saved, continued for those who had been out of work for the allotted 26 weeks.  But that victory was short-lived as continued defeat was inevitable for the President of the United States…though someone had to foresee the effect it would have on the African-American community.  Or was it that no one cared?

 

Enter the new Richard Nixon, Mitt Romney.  The Mormon, family man Governor of Massachusetts would use as much rhetoric and material brawn that he could muster to appeal to the American public that he would never fail them.  As many continue to speculate with proof and circumstantial evidence of his dismantling lives along with companies that would catapult him into the land of the uber-rich, the mystery of Mitt’s missing tax returns are likened to Nixon’s Watergate Tapes without the wiretaps.  Eventually, though, they are bound to surface; maybe a secret IRS agent will find a few of them in a Florida dumpster:  unaccounted for.  To worsen matters, a healthcare plan initiated by the Governor was somewhat mirrored by the President of the United States, but was mocked as being unconstitutional.  Basically, virtually…the same plan was now being seen by the Governor of Massachusetts as being one that could further cripple America.  It didn’t help that the President’s plan was upheld in the Supreme Court.  This could be seen as the President’s most major accomplishment.  The NAACP has the tendency of endorsing groups and plans that help their budget.  Not always will the group’s plan signify support for the Democratic Party as a whole – but will help the body that make up the Party.  While Mitt can walk into a conference and insult its members with the harshest of language, there are still many who believe in his proposed policies and procedures.  The NAACP, a group that at the start of its heyday received funding and support from Jewish leaders, would even go against the President of the United States of America and his signing same-sex marriage into law.  Of all subjects, the leaders of Black caucuses refuse to stand together in approval of the President on this one issue, claiming this could decide the election.  Not only are African-Americans being discriminated against for life’s basic necessities, like jobs and sex, Americans are facing discrimination for not being above the middle-class.  Suddenly, Whites are being forced into categories that house Blacks or African-Americans:  jobless, homeless, penniless.  Welcome to the Civil Rights Movement of the 21st Century where there is a battle between the haves and the have-nots. 

 

Where one group or race of people may take complete ownership of discrimination, this is not a time for anyone to try and be proud.  Discrimination is just a different form of bullying.  And the bullies are the ones who have what the have-nots don’t.  The bigger problem to that is that those bullies constantly brag about their status.  Even when Chick-Fil-A protesters form a “kiss-in,” they don’t actually kiss inside the store.  It’s done on the outside for fear of retaliation – lock up. 

 

There was mutiny in 2010 for all the wrong reasons.  If only the People of America can remember this, they will not let history repeat itself.  President Obama hasn’t fully failed us, contrary to GOP belief, but he also hasn’t been our knight in shining armor either.  His articulation and mass appeal has, however, made international race relations better.  Gun laws should not be included in race relations when dealing with issues at home.  In the 60s, there was discrimination and segregation due to hatred resulting in violence and death.  Today, a new Civil Rights Movement is necessary to prevent anything other than clothing and fashion-sense being resurrected.  But like in the 60s, the peaceful leaders were taken away forcefully by bullets.  Give Peace a chance.  Bullets and Ballots have the same amount of letters.

No money or just a little less money..what is best for America?


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Now that President Obama has made a decision to keep food on the table for many of the Working Poor, he is being blamed for not keeping it away from them.  There once was a time when the President of the United States was heard, not just aptly listened to, but heard.  Today, there is a person in the White House who can’t even get his own staff members to go along with his plans.  And that is part of the Working Poor.

The Bush Tax Cuts seemed to be a modestly designed plan to keep the rich with a little more of their monies than the rest of the world would like them to have.  However, with the challenge coming from the Republicans, those who are receiving unemployment benefits were taken hostage by having their checks withheld indefinitely had the President not agreed to keep the rich in their modest, yet lavish, lifestyle.  Who won?  The Republicans say that they won – by forcing the President to give in to their demands.  And to think that these are the same people the American People voted for out of the need for “change.”  The President looked after his herd by ensuring them that they would have funds continued to come their way.  So why is he still hated?

When the President voiced during his Congressional Speech, quite a few naysayers said that he “whined” about the Republicans not working with him.  “Whined?”  All he did was state the facts.  Before John Boehner could take the House Speaker’s seat, he made it clear that there would be many revisions in the President’s plans.  First, they were to look at healthcare reform.  Okay, maybe the real detriment to their financial status took precedence first.  They’ll visit that task after January 1, 2011.  Yet and still, the American People voted to have themselves held hostage.

Whenever there is talk about who the best President was or who did a better job during his Presidency, somehow flawed figures arise showing whose tax plan helped most.  Have we all forgotten that during President Clinton‘s administration America was in surplus status?  It should go without saying that with war comes deficit.  And, of the Iraqi War has more than likely surpassed tallies in every department.  But, it’s the media that refuses to release those numbers properly.

Equating President Obama’s term to a stint on American Idol, think of a contestant receiving a song that was performed before his or her time.  Just how much time does one have to rehearse or get some research on that tune?  True singers sing with feeling – especially once they know the meaning of the song.  Can’t we say the same thing of the Presidency?  Who would have taken on his task had they truly known what they were facing?  It would have to be someone who was dead set on having that title.  The President is not a miracle worker – though promises are made everyday and everybody.  There are even Principals in elementary and high schools that assure safety, yet they are the same ones who tuck their tales and run whenever a fight breaks out in the school.  Our 2008 President has never done that.

I won’t say and I am not saying that I agree with everything the Democrats do or have done.  I am not totally for the Republicans.  But I will say that it is sad that people jump ship or commit mutiny because it’s the popular thing to do.  When it’s all said and done, do people really sleep that well when the all mighty dollar is of concern?  For those who will continue to receive their hostage-held unemployment checks, how did you vote in this last election?  Do you still have those same feelings?  Then, for all those self-employed and entrepreneurs, just how many paychecks are you from financial ruin?  For many, all it takes is one or two business clients pulling out and you’re done.  The popular vote isn’t always the best.

There are wonderful shows like: “The Ed Show” and “Anderson Cooper 360” and “Parker and Spitzer” that really express the feelings of the people of America.  Again, I may not agree with everything expressed on their shows, but the views and opinions expressed are fair.  The best satire ranted today is “Real Time with Bill Maher.”  As a comedian, author,  social critic, television host, and political commentator, Bill Maher can actually backup what he spews out.  And, in his favor, he is not afraid to say when he was “wrong.”  He is at the right time when America needs the truth with a laugh.

Another thing, just think of all the gay dollars that have the potential to front our wars.  In war, the only gun that should be exposed on the field is that one that can put someone out of their miserable life here on earth.  Not one that can possibly put one in misery for a few minutes or so.  If anyone is putting that much emphasis on the latter, they have no business on that battlefield.  I think a good question to ask an openly gay man or woman who wants to go to war for his or her country is:  “Why do you want to fight for your country?”  And, please don’t tell me that there isn’t an adequate accepted response for this question.  To be honest, there are some straight potential enlistees who couldn’t really answer the question.  This even makes me want to ask America:  “Why did you vote for change in this last election?”