Well, here we are, post-near-apocalyptic-economic doom and with the added addition of our “socialistic” health care system, we have somehow managed to see our daily lives remain relatively unchanged.
I figured there would be troops in the street by now. I still cast a wayward glance to the sky for those supposed black unmarked helicopters, which are oh-so-conspicuous in action movies, that will herald our soon enslavement to “the man.” Our vehemently capitalistic desires are still met with the warm welcome of a department store buying spree &mdash credit crunch be damned. Way to go, America.
I see, though, the weaving of the plot afoot, throughout even our fair city, with small signs of a communist conspiracy. Joe McCarthy knew it and why did we not lend him our ears? It’s so plain as day that it is perfect.
President Barack Obama and his fiendish friends are getting the streets of Starkville paved. Paved for what? Endless army convoys of rancid, brainwashed Obama kids sent to end us all, no doubt. This recovery act is more like a cover act for something sinister.
All the while, the streets are being widened for vast, militaristic displays of power on May Day. They have us college kids trying to get comfortable. Comfortable so we can be caught off guard. Not having to worry about paying for our health insurance surely will lead us all into some mindless trance whereas we can be apprehended forthwith. Keep sharp out there. You never know when those bastards are going to come after you for your political re-education. Leaving us time we used to spend worrying about insurance will suddenly be our collective doom.
I have even fallen prey to this administration’s treachery and bribery. On the order of the president, mind you, the Veterans’ Administration sent me $250. I was flabbergasted. He was outright soliciting my vote under the guise of the VA and through the U.S. Postal Service. The postal service that, I may add, knows everyone’s address in the United States and some minor outlying islands and Pacific holdings. I bet they thought that was real slick, vote buying like that. He said I earned it. Yeah, that is how the mafia works &mdash if you take the money you are going to owe them. I made sure to spend the money on the most patriotic things I could find. Take that, commie Mafioso.
It’s so hard for us to go on day-to-day in this socialistic world we are now living in, but we have got to hold on to the hope that we can get a fine, Christian white feller back in the Oval Office &mdash a president that was born in America and not on some foreign island. ‘Cause that’s what the Bible says.
David Breland is a copy editor for The Reflector. He can be contacted at [email protected].