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Hang-on, because those words best describe and summarize the �situation� into which we find the American political arena regressing: �King of the Birthers,� Donald, the Trump and Mitt Romney pitted against the President of these alleged United States Of America - Barry �the half-breeded Manchurian boy who would dare be king� Obama and Reverend Jeremiah Wright - with the reverend apparently the personification of the angry Black �Geppetto� who controls the presidential puppet strings of our Un-American leader.

Can it be as �B-Movie� simple-minded as it appears?

America�s Caucasian Aristocrats - commanding Ted Nugent�s rank n� file Redneck�s - together doing battle against the quasi-human elements known as 3rd class Americans: Blacks, Latinos - all Americans-of-a-darker-presussian. Say it! The �riff raff,� the �unwanted n� unwashed masses,� alas, �we, the little people.�

Yeah, you bet your ass the storyline plot is 5th grade homework hard, at best.

We�d all ought heed to the truth; the �dream� was never meant, intended nor designed with Blacks in mind.

An authentic, Blue-Blooded, cut-throated, blood-sucking Venture capitalist Vampire, going against an supposed undocumented uppity illegal alien from Africa, and hidden behind the curtain, Reverend Wright, his Voo-Doo Witch Doctor - a man of the cloth who has the ability to whip both Black 7000-seat megachurches n� the corner storefront church congregations into a cannibalistic furor.

Get Whitey!

See, with a Black man about to retain the keys to a country in which he was never even suppose to be able to sleep in an Holiday Inn, Obama is but steps away from spending 4 more long-ass years in the White House.

�Out-House to the Big-House.�

This President is the American Dream, and we�d all ought heed to the truth; the �dream� was never meant, intended nor designed with Blacks in mind.

Can I take you to the bridge?

Our dream is White America�s nightmare. It�s as if we�ve been so full of Champagne, cheesecake n� reefer, we�ve forgotten exactly where in the hell we are, and who in the you-know-what we�re dealing with!

Romney�s faith, and I use that term with disdain, believes, at its very core, Blacks are a marked, damned n� cursed people and that�s just for starters.

The new, but all-so-very-old Republican TEA Party, doesn�t have any inclination to �share� their country� with Americans Of Color, because after all, we�re not really Americans.

Perhaps, considering the highly combustible and volatile brew our stew has become, a half-year ahead of the November presidential election, there ought to be a realization on the behalf of the �Left� that those on the �Right,� the new, but all-so-very-old Republican TEA Party, doesn�t have any inclination to �share� their country� with Americans Of Color, because after all, we�re not really Americans.

To be both sharp and blunt, Conservatives question not merely our US citizenship, but our actual membership in the human race. American history, after all, is nothing more then an horrifically true tale of racism, sexism, classism and colonialism - gone berserk.

Think about it. There�s a deeply embedded belief within White America that Blacks were treated so badly - and are still today shafted by the �establishment� and the �system� - that we, as a people are full of hatred, animosity, contempt and envy of White folks, at every level, from all perspectives, so much so, that we can�t be trusted.

Ain�t that an insulting bitch!

We�re not true Blue Americans; ask the Congressman from Colorado, Mike Coffman, one of the latest to express doubt that President Barack Obama was born in the United States, declaring that �in his heart, he�s not an American. He�s just not an American.�

Now a logical extension of such thought: the folks, and I do mean most black Americans, and a large slice of the Latino and Native American population who support Obama aren�t really, truly �Americans� in our hearts n� souls, are we?

Have no questions about it, 2012 is a battle to regain lost turf, lost culture, lost domination, and the severity of the situation is amplified and magnified because of the over-the-top role race occupies in all facets of America.

C�mon, nobody believes the GOP Presidential nominee, Romney, believes the 2012 election will have a damn thing to do with the US economy. No, instead, this 2012 election, from Archie Bunker�s perspective, is about puttin� that boy back in his place.

Let us quickly chew-the-fat, talk meat n� potatoes; I�d argue Romney has no clue, not even one, what a gallon of milk, white or chocolate costs. He�s no idea what a gallon of petrol runs, nor what the everyday Jack n� Jill have taken out of their paychecks every two weeks for . half-ass, bare-bones medical care.

What he does know - he is now officially this nation�s Great White Hope...

Disconnected and detached, and deliberately so. And it matters not to angry White America that Romney, his entire life, is the personification of �laissez Faire Capitalism.� - the calculated economic betrayal of Blue/Pink / �No-collar� Americans, �Main Street,� i.e., the folks in the �Heartland.�

I got mine - you get yours - every man for himself.

Mitt Romney is a financial Benedict Arnold who has betrayed the �best economic interest� of most of the people, the 99%, and note, he proudly and arrogantly represents an entire slice of the American pie, the investor class, �the haves,� �the e-lites� who dismiss the notion that America, not to mention the world at large, is �one world, one people.� They chuckle at the childish thought �I am my brother�s keeper� and �all for one, one for all.�

Instead, it�s all about �I got mine - you get yours - every man for himself.�

Survival of the financially fittest.

Romney�s a private boarding school bully, a man who can�t speak nor understand that exiotic language ... Womanise. And, as a lifetime follower of Joseph Smith and Brigham Young, he still must inquire of his main lady, and I do mean �main lady� how those odd folks with vaginas see the world.

2012 will forever be known as a monumental event.

Removing, by any diabolical means required, the arrogant, pompous half-Black man from the White House: buying elections, rigging elections, Gerrymandering, a coast-to-coast strategic, tactical, calculated voter suppression effort. Character assassination of the living, breathing character, Barack Obama...

Tragically, every option is on the table. Columnist, Desi Cortez, was hatched in the heart of Dixie, circa 1961, at the dawning of the age of Aquarius, the by-product of four dynamic individuals, Raised in South-Central LA, the 213, at age 14 transplanted to the base of the Rockies, Denver. Still a Mile-Hi. Sat at the feet of scholars for many, many moons, emerging with a desire and direction� if not a sheep-skin. Meandered thru life; gone a-lot places, done a-lot of things, raised a man-cub into a good, strong man, produced a beautiful baby-girl with my lover/woman/soul-mate� aired my mind on the airwaves and wrote some stuff along the way. Click here to contact Mr. Cortez.

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