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Even the Obama Dog is Foreign!

Alan West is a Republican congressman from Florida.  I want to tell you how happy I am that he is from Florida.  Up here in Minnesota, we already have Michele Bachmann, and we can take only so much.

Alan West says he has heard that about 80 of his fellow members of Congress are communists, and that all of them are Democrats.  Alan West obviously has a hearing problem.  He is also out of his simple mind.  The last time I recall anybody saying crap like that was when Joseph McCarthy represented Wisconsin, about the time I was graduating from college, almost sixty years ago.  Joseph McCarthy was a national disgrace, and a charlatan.  Alan West is a Republican from Florida.

I do not believe that the Cold War is starting all over again, with charges of communists under everyone's beds, and infiltrating Congress.  I suspect that what is going on has much more to do with the fact that we have elected a Black President than it does with communism, which is a global failure.  Our real competition these days is certainly not from communists, but from all the capitalists who have decided to do what we are doing.

What is clear is that extreme right wing political partisans really hate Barack Obama.  Obama, they say, is not really like us.  He is not even an American.  He is a Kenyan, probably, whose plan from before the time he was born was to sneak back into Hawaii, and pretend he was born there so that he could grow up and become President.  What a kid!  "Show us his birth certificate!"  He did.  Born in Hawaii.  Darn!  But the absurdity continues.

It has nothing to do with communism, or that he actually was born in Hawaii, or that he is an almost embarrassingly obvious Christian.  He is Black.  That is his crime.  Not only is he Black, he is bright, and has a degree from Harvard and taught Constitutional Law at the University of Chicago.  And he also has a marvelously Black and bright wife, too, and two delightful kids.  And a dog that Teddy Kennedy gave him:  a Portuguese Water Dog!  Note that!  Not an English Setter, or an Irish Wolf Hound, but a Portuguese Water Dog!  Even his dog is not American, like a Dachshund, or Shih Tzu, but a foreign dog!

Maybe a Communist Foreign dog!  There are communists in Portugal, aren't there?  Can't you see Russia from front porches in Portugal?

After the Civil War, Democrats in the South dug in their racist heels, and embarrassed the whole nation.  But when John Kennedy and Lyndon Johnson finally pushed through the Civil Rights laws that Martin Luther King, Jr., and millions of other people were beaten for, good, old-fashioned racists in the South decided they were Republicans.  Today, Republicans own what Dixiecrats once stood for:  racism however you can get it.

And Barack Obama is Black.  And 80 Democrats in Congress are communists.  And the moon is made of green cheese, and Bo is a Portuguese Water Dog.  And Alan West is a fool.

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