February 5, 2014

A Tale of Two Realities

By Tammy Derouin

It only took a moment for our Dictator in Chief to set the stage for his Tale of Two Realities.  Did everyone get nice and comfy?  Did you have your government issued pillow, blanket, jammies and hot cocoa?  Were there enough “Progressive ‘Teddy’ Bears” to go around?  Mine didn’t survive.  Don’t worry he’s in the recycling bin.  And if you believe that, you’ll believe his fairy tales.   

And so the story began… It was the best of times; it was the happiest of times.  The nation had never enjoyed such widespread prosperity.  The sun mysteriously grew and became brighter under his rule, despite ill-fated and misguided leadership.  If the global warming jokers were worth their weight in ice cubes, they would’ve been concerned about the damage being inflicted on the land. Where are the pitchforks and torches?  I hope they remember to use the non-flammable torches.  You know the ones.  They have a screw top for a $10 compact fluorescent complete with mercury.  Don’t forget the extension cord!  Oh wait, the sun is growing to benefit them so it doesn’t fit their agenda, move along. 

In this prosperous land, one is free to dream but only until those dreams lead to prosperity that is greater than your neighbors.  This will force the dictator to step in and seize assets in an attempt to make the neighbors’ dreams come true.  He has a pen and a phone and he will use them, all by himself.  He will dictate what is best for each individual.  Would someone pass me a pair of those government issued shades?  No, I need something smaller.  Oh, one size fits all?  Everything is ones size fits all?  That’s ALARMING!   Just remember to keep your eyes closed and enjoy the growing sunshine under the protective shade of the government.  You’re gonna love the ending, more cocoa?

I remember wishing the teleprompters would shut down so he would have to think for himself.  I would have enjoyed watching him as he tried to figure out which lie came next.  How would he make it to the end without the words of the collective?  But then I remembered that would go against his principles, their principles.  No self-respecting progressive would be caught independently thinking.  His partners in Grand Theft Freedom would come to his rescue. 

The nation would wait on hope and change, anticipating his every lie.  Of course, the teleprompters didn’t malfunction but our system of government sure did.  His speech was full of propaganda of epic proportions.  If that didn’t wake you up, you have the ending you’ve got coming.  Unfortunately, the ignorance of so many will take us all down.

The President of the United States stood in front of Congress and the American people and lied, repeatedly.  He is successfully manufacturing a new reality.  I so desperately wanted to see one member of Congress muster up the courage along with their spine and walk out of the chamber.  I wanted just one person to explain as to why they were leaving.  Sadly, many congressmen waited in line for hours to high five the Commander of the Federal Titanic. 

Our Congress no longer has the courage to stop our impending doom.  Instead, they gleefully jump up and down doing parlor tricks.  It’s sickening to watch as they willingly offer to throw more coal onto the fire.  They fan the flame that will lead to disaster.  I guess I should say spin the blades on the windmill, yet another successful fairy tale.  If we are relying on wind power, maybe we do have a chance, jokers.

Our dictator smiles because he knows that his rhetoric is being accepted.  He smiles to our face while he stabs us in the back.  As we drool with a bottle of government issued formula hanging from our mouth, he will convince us that in order to take better care of us, one document must go.  Will anybody have the courage to say NO?!

And in the end, The Tale of Two Realities ends in sacrifice as would be expected.  The blindfold has been removed and you finally see reality and truth.  But is the decision still yours?  Are you willingly sacrificing for the greater good or has the collective greater good decided to sacrifice you?

“I see a beautiful city and a brilliant people rising from this abyss. I see the lives for which I lay down my life, peaceful, useful, prosperous and happy. I see that I hold a sanctuary in their hearts, and in the hearts of their descendants, generations hence. It is a far, far better thing that I do, than I have ever done; it is a far, far better rest that I go to than I have ever known.”

Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities