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How I Remain Sane in the War Against Obamacare

Over the course of the past 8 months — and especially during the last month or so of the Obamacare ‘debate’ — I and my political brethren have been called racists, right-wing extremists, racists, a mob, racists, political terrorists, racists, NAZIs, racists, comparable to the Islamic terrorist groups Hamas and Hezb’Allah, racists, un-American, racists, evil-mongers and finally RACISTS!!!11!!!

All of this, simply for objecting to Obama and the Democrats quadrupling the deficit, taking over two-thirds of the American auto industry, proposing an economy-destroying Cap-and-Trade legislation based on the false religion of anthropogenic global warming and proposing to nationalize the health care industry, spending $1 Trillion we don’t have (causing obvious massive tax hikes on every single American citizen) while doing so.

In light of all this, there are some right-of-center people out there who call on us to remain calm and not express our anger for fear of making ourselves look bad.

To that I say… FOCK THAT.

Everyone should be “as MAD AS HELL” and yelling “I’M NOT GOING TO TAKE IT ANYMORE!”

And I bet, with regards to the “death panels” in Obamacare, seniors all across the nation are repeating the cry “I’M A HUMAN BEING, GAWDDAMNIT!  MY LIFE HAS VALUE!”

Here are a few songs and writings to which I have been listening and reading over the course of the past few weeks to keep my sanity and keep my spirits up against the efforts of my own government — and sometimes my own side of the political aisle — to stamp them out:

DO NOT GO GENTLE INTO THAT GOOD NIGHT

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

*****

TEN THOUSAND FISTS — DISTURBED

One more goddamn day when I know what I want
And my want will be considered tonight, considered tonight
Just another day when all that I want
Will mark me as a sinner tonight, I’m a sinner tonight, yeah

People can no longer cover their eyes
If this disturbs you then walk away
You will remember the night you were struck by the sight of
Ten Thousand fists in the air

Power un-restrained dead on the mark
Is what we will deliver tonight, deliver tonight
Pleasure fused with pain this triumph of the soul
will make you shiver tonight, will make you shiver tonight, yeah

People can no longer cover their eyes
If this disturbs you then walk away
You will remember the night you were struck by the sight of
Ten Thousand fists in the air

We are the ones that will open your mind
Leave the weak and the haunted behind

*****

DON’T TREAD ON ME — METALLICA

don’t tread on Me.
said Don’t tread on Me.

Liberty or death, what we so proudly hail
once you provoke her, rattling of her tail
never begins it, never, but once engaged…
never surrenders, showing the fangs of rage
said don’t tread on me

so be it
threaten no more
to secure peace is to prepare for war
so be it
settle the score
touch me again for the words that you’ll hear evermore…

don’t tread on me

love it or leave it, she with the deadly bite
quick is the blue tongue, forked as a lightning strike
shining with brightness, always on surveillance
the eyes they never close, emblem of vigilance
ooh, No, No, No.

said don’t tread on me

*****

RIOT — THREE DAYS GRACE

If you feel so empty
So used up, so let down
If you feel so angry
So ripped off so stepped on
You’re not the only one
Refusing to back down
You’re not the only one
So get up

Let’s start a riot, a riot
Let’s start a riot
Let’s start a riot, a riot
Let’s start a riot

If you feel so filthy
So dirty so f#cked up
If you feel so walked on
So painful so pissed off
You’re not the only one
Refusing to go down
You’re not the only one
So get up

Let’s start a riot, a riot
Let’s start a riot
Let’s start a riot, a riot
Let’s start a riot

If you feel so empty
So used up, so let down
If you feel so angry
Just get up

*****

MOB? THIS.IS.AMERICA!

*****

Listened to with Obama in mind:

NO JESUS CHRIST — SEETHER

Before you hedge those bets you placed against me
Be reticent of fortunes they foretell
Your verbal defecation i can’t wash away despite myself
Your vanity, it seems, has served you well

You’re so quick to choose the path walked by the righteous
So you can go and nest among the weak
The innocent observers will refuse to find the lie within
Renew the disappointment of the meek

You’re no Jesus Christ!
You’re no Jesus Christ!

[ … ]

You’re no Jesus Christ!
You’re no Jesus Christ!

You keep takin’ over
I keep rollin’ over
I can’t take it anymore
You keep takin’ over
I keep rollin’ over
I can’t take it anymore

Before you hedge those bets you placed against me
Be reticent of fortunes they foretell
Your verbal defecation i can’t wash away despite myself
Your vanity, it seems, has served you well

You keep takin’ over
I keep rollin’ over
I can’t take it anymore

*****

Listened to with Fah King Liar Obama and his fellow lying bastard Democrats in mind:

I F#CKING HATE YOU — GODSMACK

For everything you do
I’d like to swallow you
And everyday I’m gonna blame you
Even if you justify
Every f#cking bullchit lie
It only makes me want to break you

You pull me down
And you crucify my name
You make me insane
It’s broken now
Don’t ever look my way
Don’t even think I’m playin’

’cause I f#cking hate you
You’re such a liar
And I love to hate you
You’re all the same to me

When you repeated me
Take advantage of me
The only thought I get of you sickens me
Everybody knows your fate
You’re everything I f#cking hate
And I’m everything that you could never be

You pull me down
And you crucify my name
You make me insane
It’s broken now
Don’t ever look my way
Don’t even think I’m playin’

’cause I f#cking hate you
You’re such a liar
And I love to hate you
You’re all the same to me
I f#cking you hate you
You’re such a liar
And I love to hate you
You’re all the same to me

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August 13, 2009 , 10:41PM - Posted by | Barack Obama, Healthcare, Inspiration, Life

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