Politicians and Plane Wrecks, Little Difference…

Unless you were from Chicago or were politically astute at the time, if you got polled on a street anytime from 2006 or prior and had been asked who Barack H. Obama was, you would have probably shrugged your shoulders and said, “I’ve never heard of him.”  And you’d have been in the majority as few people outside of Chicago had.

Then suddenly, seemingly out of nowhere, he was center stage with a name that sounded like one of the terrorists who flew into the WTC only a few years before, and he was the darling of the left. 

It didn’t matter that his records were sealed and nobody really knew where he came from.  It didn’t matter that just about all of his friends like Reverend Jeremiah Wright, Bill Ayers, Tony Rezko, Al Sharpton, Rahm Emmanuel, and lots of others were all miscreants of one stripe or another.  It didn’t matter that regardless of where he was actually born, the circumstances surrounding his birth were and remain questionable at best, (not to mention the sticky little issue of that Connecticut SSN). 

No one seemed to mind that his father of record, Lolo Soetero was certainly not a US citizen; nor did it matter that Frank Marshall Davis, his likely real father given his mother’s known relationship with that individual and little Barry’s uncanny resemblance to him, was just a tad subversive and that he was a major influence in the life of the then candidate.  No one seemed to care that if he had chosen to apply for a menial job in the WH that he would never have passed security screening simply because of the long list of cretins he was associated with.  It was okay that he may have received a scholarship as a foreign student, and there were so many anomalies in his birth and college records, they just had to be made up by the vast right wing conspiracy or something like that.  The photos that emerged of him wearing Muslim garb and his referral to the Muslim “call to prayer” as the most beautiful sound in the world was okay as well; and the books he’d written made his anti-American ideology as clear as a bell.

All that really mattered was that he was young, vibrant, extremely liberal, and most importantly, he at least looked black and the left so wanted to break through that glass ceiling, breaking a few rules and warping the truth to get him in seemed justified; even if it meant tossing “the queen bee” to the side of the road. 

I have to tell you, I know a number of commercial airplane pilots.  The training they go through is constant and intense; they know every piece of equipment, every dial, every gauge, and every switch in the cockpit and what they all do, and they know how to detect the early warning signs and what to do about them.  Few pilots would disagree that when they have even a singular warning alarm go off, they take notice and action and depending upon the severity, they communicate to ground control and do what they can do to land the plane as soon and as safely as possible. 

In the case of the airplane I’ll call “America Flight #44,” every bell and whistle was going off loud and clear before the plane took off; once airborne, there was a lot of vibration, they lost hydraulics, the cabin pressure started dropping, and a computerized voice warning “pull up, pull up” could be heard throughout the cockpit.  But the pilots; in this case the media and the left, decided that it was all nothing more than a little turbulence from the “right” side of the plane, and everything would be just fine.

Well, don’t you know that it didn’t take “ground control,” that is We the People, very long to figure out that the plane was in fact in real trouble.  The controls were all failing, and the crew, oh my, the crew was just as bad as the plane itself.  Many of them were loyal to foreign controlled airlines, didn’t care about the “flight rules,” and couldn’t care less about our “ground control.”  The best that we could hope for was a controlled crash, and we finally got it, eight long, scary years later.

While even today, when a lot of the flames are still burning from that disaster, there is another, until last week mostly unheard of “airplane” who has suddenly emerged on the scene. The troubled mayor of Tallahassee, who has virtually no support from any others on the commission, somehow won the Democrat primary for governor of Florida.  The similarities between him and the aforementioned wreck above are many.

This new upstart is a young, radical black man with the same if not worse ideology as his forbearer.  The real difference is that this new guy, who enters the scene with lots of his own baggage, including being under investigation by the FBI, (questionable that they may now be), is not hiding the fact that he is 100% pro-abortion, pro-gay everything, anti-gun, a socialist, (liberal speak for communist) and stands against everything American patriots support.

This guy may not be running for the Senate, but this election has national ramifications as he is vying for the very important and high profile Governor’s Mansion in Florida; and make no mistake, should he win, he would very likely throw his hat in the all too welcoming ring for the Democrat presidential nomination very soon after taking office.

He is supported by socialist Bernie Sanders, as well as some other rising socialist “stars” around the country; therefore, most of the 800K in Florida who “felt the Bern” in 2016 will likely vote for this “new burn,” as will the vast majority of the roughly 2.3M Democrats who didn’t “feel the Bern” but haven’t done the #walkaway thing yet either.  Then there are maybe too many NPAs who may buy into the anti-Trump rhetoric and also turn out for him.  All that would be needed to put a bow on that package is to sprinkle on some of the “non-existent” voter fraud that Florida is so infamous for, and this guy becomes a real threat.

I might add, a threat that MUST be stopped and one the Republican Party and candidate cannot afford to underestimate…!