YES WE CAN! — and we sure will, again. –Robert M. Shelby, 6-19-12. [484 txt wds]

YES WE CAN!  Show me that again! (Obama’s Music Video:)

<http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jjXyqcx-mYY>

Talk like this scares the pudding out of the right-wingers I know, and they get mad in response. They hate to be scared but they love to spread fear and anxiety. Let’s laugh at ‘em and call ‘em out for real talk about the broad array of facts, not just a few of their favorite, cherry-picked items they like to carp over and crow about. Let ‘em show how malicious they really get toward sensible views and the folks who air them. Let ‘em play their games with states’ electoral vote forecasts, counting chickens not yet hatched.

This video shows mostly minority faces, but they’re nice looking ones. Ultra-rightists hate that because they appreciate and approve only white faces like their own, white voices like their own (except for a few fakers, white folks with black faces!) But that isn’t how this country is, any more. It never will be again. We’re a dappled rainbow nation everybody’s in, and we’re going to keep on mixing and melding until, a century from now, we are the Golden People of the Earth.

Yeah, those right-wingers get screwed up so tight and pressed so thickly together in their sheep-corral of two or three silly ideas, that they have to dissimulate. They smirk and pretend affability and good nature they don’t have except when they are on the attack against everything really sociable, progessive and liberating. They pull out those talking-points and prepared punch-lines spun up by the very worst among them, such as Carl Rave and Rash Limbo, not to mention that little one-note fool, Griever Knorckwurst! And that hungry-faced Representative, Pill Ryan, a half-baked pretender to being as brilliant as that half-crooked, displaced-person, Tim Gaitner.

We ought to feel pity for them. What an uphill struggle they have. Nothing but money to pile up high enough to climb up and look anybody square in the eye. What a battle among themselves to pretend respect for their default candidate, Mitt the Gnat-witt whose hardest task is not to look like a department store dummy behind glass, fronting a display of Christmas tree money and aluminum-foil tinsel. Oh, let’s pray. Let’s pray they get the divine help that’s not on the way. Oh, lordy, they got nothing but collection plate and white crackers. Start the organ music, Maizie, the big band ain’t showed up. Wine all drunk before they got in the bus and they ain’t coming. But, WE CAN. YES, WE CAN really rile up and get out the VOTE that will landslide these goons nation-wide back into their open-pit mines, broken oil-pipelines, destroyed mountain ranges, rigged account-books and bury  ‘em with all their extinction-driven species.

Oh, now, won’t the hue and cry come down about disrespectful treatment of gnomes! I mean names.

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