To give the Devil his due New Orleans’ Mayor Nagin only asked for a “Chocolate City” to be rebuilt after Katrina, presuming it to continue existing on political corruption and welfare as the way of life; politicians like Nagin depending on holding power by playing to the welfare base living on the dole. President Obama wants to rebuild a “Chocolate America,” attempting to make our nation into Nagin’s vision of people held in slavery to the government depending on the unproductive to vote themselves the money the productive earn.

It may very well be it is his repressed anger and resentment toward Caucasians that Obama has such an agenda, one that he tries to conceal by cozying up to powerful Caucasians but underscores my own indictment of the Founding Fathers that the seed of America’s destruction was sown in slavery and Obama may in my opinion be the result, and even the Presidency is not enough to allay his feeling of inferiority and being a victim of prejudice and a devotee of those like Jeremiah Wright because of his color. But if I am correct in seeing America as Babylon of Revelation, Obama while pressing for an agenda punishing productive taxpayers to pay the bills for those unproductive on the dole paying no taxes and for a One World Order may be following God’s agenda for our nation. America has left off even the pretense of being a Godly nation any longer, and in my opinion this is the real reason the GOP self-destructed and Obama was able to get elected.

The bottomless pit of bailouts and handouts benefitting only politicians together with their corporate bosses is said to be “sailing into uncharted waters.” However, for those who can think clearly the dangerous reef threatening to enslave America and make our nation part of that One World Order is clearly in sight but no one at the helm of the Ship of State is listening. More to the point, they really don’t have to listen and they know it. All they have to do is talk whether anyone is listening or not.

My native Kern County as a whole is considered a cultural wasteland and there are legitimate reasons for those that see it as such. However, given the fact that people here for the most part have always been of the laboring class and more concerned for just having a job and making ends meet than those that have the leisure and means to be patrons of the arts goes with the history and geography of the county and the San Joaquin Valley in general. Places of cultural refinement where the elite socialize with members of their own upper class right out of some Hollywood set and people talk about great ideas, art, and literature are rather sparse. Now if only the city fathers of Bakersfield had taken my advice about turning the Padre Hotel into a world-class brothel… oh, well.

Kern County being more of a patchwork of various colonies, many not even English speaking, than any cohesive structure the churches and bars are the most common places to be found where people socialize, and each has its own particular “culture” attracting certain kinds of people. My mother used to say if the churches were as friendly as the bars they would be crowded. I’ve spent a great deal of time in both churches and bars and understand her accusation. But in all fairness, both establishments have their “regulars” that become a clique and loath to make visitors feel welcome. However, that is human nature and not amenable to change.

While I’m not a drinker I’ve done a lot of socializing in various bars since their hours are not as confined as the churches. And I am quick to compare Congress with the bars rather than the churches. One example for the comparison comes immediately to mind.

One of the regulars at a particular bar here in the Kern River Valley was a loquacious drunk. Once he started getting loaded he began talking nonstop; and he could keep this up literally for hours. He spoke in a quiet, endless monotone but nothing he would say made any sense to anyone, and people dreaded being held captive by him until they discovered that if he was led to one of the steel columns supporting the bar roof and put the fellow’s hand on it he would keep on talking to that post and the person leading him to it could slip away unnoticed. Eventually, his wife and companion barfly would decide when it was time to leave and fetch him from the post. She was most understanding of the situation and cooperated fully.

Congress is that loquacious drunk and We the People are that post. It doesn’t matter to those in Congress that they aren’t really talking to people or making any sense but drone on endlessly. You see, the drunk being mindless in his drunken state didn’t have to make any sense either to a person or to a post; he was completely satisfied with only the sound of his voice droning on endlessly. The problem We the People are confronting is that while we are treated as though we are inanimate objects we can’t lead those in Congress to some convenient post where we could slip away while they could drone on without harm or even being an aggravation to anyone.

Now if Mexico should implode, this will be an opportunity for Obama to really show who is boss. And all the while I remain especially attentive to everything concerning the relationship between Obama and Israel.