I suggest President Barrack Hussein Obama speaks only for himself when he outlandishly declared on April 6th that, “We do not consider ourselves a Christian nation.” Ironically or intentionally dropping that bombshell at the start of the Christian Holy Week, Obama chose his audience well, Turkish Muslims.

If he wanted to re-kindle the widespread rumors that circulated during the campaign that he was a closet Muslim, he couldn’t have picked a better venue than Turkey which has a long-established history of discriminating against Christians and even, in the instance of Armenian Christians, attempting to obliterate them from the face of the Earth.
The Turks must have found great consolation in an American president visiting their country and effectively renouncing America’s Christian heritage following his obsequious bowing to the Muslim King Abdullah.

Had the circumstances been reversed and a professed Muslim-American president renounced Islam in the bowels of the Islamic world, Secret Service or no, Obama could have met the fate of other apostates and been beheaded.

That rumor of his Muslim allegiance had sufficient substance last summer and fall to force Obama-ites to devote much valuable time to refute and condemn it as an absurdity. Whether he and they protesteth too much still remains to be determined.

What is irrefutable is that his heritage and background were distinctly Islamic. His late mother is reputed to have been an atheist, an atheist who happened to marry not one but two Muslim men. Other influences in his life, his African relatives in Kenya as well as his father’s Islamic roots, his years spent in Muslim Indonesia, his Muslim roomies in college, point to the possibility that America’s new leader had more than a smidgen of the Q’uran in his blood.

(Please see “Election 2008: Muslim Smoke and Fire,” http://www.genelalor.com/blog1/?p=605.)

Personally, despite all that and despite his middle name which he insisted on using at his inauguration, I don’t believe Barack Hussein Obama is a Muslim. More likely, he is an atheist like his mother and, as such, is an ungodly man by definition. Professed atheists and “ungodly” candidates don’t usually sit very well with the American electorate, however, so Barack needed a base which he found with the radical minister, Jeremiah Wright.

So he sat, religiously, in his pew for 20 years at the Wright’s Trinity United Church of Christ–NOT of Allah–and was married by and had his two girls christened by that good reverend. Those facts were offered as proof that Obama was a good, practicing Christian. All they really proved was that he could sit in that pew and swallow Wright’s anti-American rants for two decades and he reinforced his agreement with Wright’s philosophy by allowing him to officiate at his wedding and at the christenings of his kids.

It also didn’t hurt a profoundly ambitious man to create the illusion in the minds of his future constituents that, one, he was not a Muslim and, two, that he was a devoted Christian. As fallen-away as many Americans are today, they still like to think our leaders go to church, a Christian church, in our (approximately) 77% Christian and (approximately) 0.5% Islamic nation.

I would refer the reader to Warner Todd Huston’s article, “What Are We If Not a Christian Nation?” at http://www.americanconservativedaily.com/2009/04/what-are-we-if-not-a-christian-nation/, which elucidates the American-Christian “connection” far better than I ever could. I’m tired of beating the dead horse proffered by those who deny America’s, and our Founding Fathers’ essential Christianity.

What I firmly believe happened at Obama’s Turkey stop was that, with or without his trusty teleprompter, our president voiced a seminal belief, or wish, that America is no longer a Christian nation, if it ever was. That belief, or wish, affords him the intellectual license to continue on his amoral, irreligious path, to change us into an atheistic society which he can mold according to his preferences.

The Boston Tea Party wasn’t much of a party and the ton of tea dumped into Boston harbor in 1773 represented more a sacrifice than it was a protest against Britain’s tea tax. The colonials loved their spot of tea but they loved their freedom and independence far more.

The Boston Tea Party was actually a powder keg which wasn’t the least bit dampened by the frigid New England waters that December night. The massive explosion of that keg helped serve to light the way for the American Revolution which, three years down the dusty roads of 18th century America, led to our Declaration of Independence from an oppressive King George III and a vengeful British Parliament.

The madness of King George and the stupidity and venality of that legislative body whose members, bedecked in their powdered wigs and immersed in their pride and righteous indignation, have been fully documented over the 235 intervening years since that tea party. See here for an abbreviated account of the events and consequences of the Boston Tea Party and a participant’s recollections: http://www.eyewitnesstohistory.com/teaparty.htm.

Five days from now, Americans will have another opportunity to inform other oppressive ruling bodies that we’re fed up and refuse to take it any longer.

The Congress of the United States and our new, reigning monarch-wanna be, Obama the First, have seen fit to impose on the American people and upon our children and grandchildren undue, repressive, and unnecessary tax burdens which are designed to create, support, and expand massive social programs intent on establishing a massive, dependent welfare state and to “share the wealth,” as King Obama let slip to Joe the Plumber during the campaign.

Most of the machinations in process are still unknown to the citizenry, such programs as ending the Bush tax cuts in 2010, a tactic which will allow our Democrats to assert they did not raise taxes. Taxes will soar because the tax cuts simply expired. Get that?

Our Democratic leaders are actively and subtly employing the ol’ boiling a frog trick: Dump that little green sucker into tepid water and gradually jack up the temperature until, Voila! you have frog legs that taste like chicken, and taxpayers who are boiled alive and ready for the Soylent Green factories–after they pay their taxes.

Scheduled not coincidentally with the day our various governments, led by and linked to the feds, exact their pounds of taxpayer flesh, April 15th, full details on the reasons and purposes behind America’s New Tea Party can be found here: http://www.teapartyday.com/.

There may or may not be any actual tea tossed into the briny on that day. It’s planned as a, hopefully peaceful, national demonstration by good, American citizens who sincerely yet forcefully demand to be heard in Washington, Albany, Trenton, Sacramento, and the rest of our state capitals. We want it made vividly clear that we do not endorse and will never support converting the United States of America into a socialist nation.

As Jefferson wrote in America’s Declaration of Independence, “we mutually pledge to each other our Lives, our Fortunes, and our sacred Honor.”

May God bless, save, and preserve America!

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Sometimes lately, too often, the efforts of the homosexual lobby, the LGBT crowd, to attract America’s young people to their twisted lifestyle becomes too blatant to be ignored.  Such is the planned Day of Silence/Day of Seduction set for 10 days from now, April 17th, in Massachusetts schools and, organizers say, in hundreds of other American elementary and high schools.  For details, see http://www.genelalor.com/blog1/?p=931.

The gay movement seems to be picking up a great head of steam since Obama’s election as they mobilize in courts, legislatures, streets, and schools to win over the public to universal acceptance of its agenda.  The most liberal president in America’s history has made it vividly clear that their agenda is his agenda. 

As with most radical movements, in their fervor and haste to conquer the public’s mind and soul, they overstep, exceed limits, and betray their essential mindset that they believe most people are too stupid to notice their machinations.  A prime example is the website, http://www.advocatesforyouth.org/.

Ostensibly, “advocates for youth,” in actuality it is as much a vehicle for the seduction and recruitment of normal young people as it functions as a support group for gay teens.

Where it most obviously shows its intent is in a poorly-constructed “heterosexual questionnaire.”  The questions try to steer youths toward favoring and adopting homosexuality but are so laughably biased in that direction that it is a virtual parody of itself, replete with distortions, false assumptions, twisted facts, and outright lies.

Below is that questionnaire, intended to serve as a lesson plan for teachers.  I took the opportunitity to supplement it with editorial commentary to set the record straight: http://www.advocatesforyouth.org/lessonplans/heterosexual2.htm

1. What do you think caused your heterosexuality?  (Suggestion: It’s some kind of genetic flaw or disease which, given some effort, could be cured.)
2. When and how did you first decide you were heterosexual?  (Suggestion: It’s a decision heterosexuals make, in contrast to homosexuals who insist they are born that way.)
3. Is it possible that your heterosexuality is just a phase you may grow out of? (Suggestion: This too will pass, like biting your nails or twitching.) ...
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The following is a re-publication of an article, “Ireland Today,” previously published, sans the graphics, on AmericanThinker.com, July 29th, 2006, http://www.americanthinker.com/2006/07/ireland_today.html.  Part Two to follow is a commentary on the changes in Ireland over the last 3 1/2 years.

‘Dear, dirty Dublin,’ James Joyce infamously maligned the capital of his native country, Ireland and, while it’s still dear in many ways, his city and his country have come a very long way.  More than a quarter century ago, inspired by Alex Haley’s Roots, I decided to take my family back to this land of our own roots and finally meet the aunts, uncles and cousins I had never seen and visit the places and tourist sites I had only heard about. 

It was then still a sleepy, little country with its picturesque and quaint villages and counties.   With its thousand shades of green, due to its many fine, soft rains, with its countless pristine lakes, streams and rivers, with its tumbledown ancient castles, its peat bogs, its tiny roads where people drive on the wrong side of the road, its Blarney Stone, Ring of Kerry, Galway Bay, Cliffs of Moher, Aran Islands, it was a beautiful, simple place then.  

And, Mr. Joyce, Dublin was bustling, but far from dirty.   But the Ireland of 1978 could not hide the reality that it was a benighted land. 

The Battle of the Boyne in 1690 had been a watershed and since that British victory on that July day, the fate of Ireland was sealed for centuries.  Great Britain and its agents, notably the soulless Oliver Cromwell, systematically starved, persecuted and slaughtered the Irish.  The aptly named Penal Laws followed and brought more misery to the Irish people.  Then came the  Great Potato Famine, the Hunger, (1845-1850), which, combined with forced emigration decimated the population.   Three million people either died or left and Ireland wouldn’t recover for a century and a half. Not until it became the Celtic Tiger, the New Emerald Isle, with a new and well-earned sense of pride.

We visited Ireland again in 2000 and 2003.   My wise and aging uncle, one of the few relatives left by then, profoundly  said in 2000, ‘We’ve traded our soul for prosperity.’   And, indeed, a phenomenal prosperity had swept the country by then, accompanied by a sea change in Irish mores, culture, politics and outlook.  They say some things never change and outside Dublin much of the old charm of Ireland was alive and well.  

But, it was a different life and wellness.  New cars and new housing and vastly improved infrastructure are visible everywhere.   And the Irish take delight in the fact that thousands of Britons were now crossing the Irish Sea to seek employment in Ireland, reversing the flow of humanity of the previous hundred years.  And it’s not just Brits who are flocking to the Old Sod.   By the time of my most recent visit in 2006, Iranians, Nigerians, Iraqis, Cambodians, VietNamese, Chinese, people of virtually every  nationality were relocating to Ireland seeking jobs and a better life and  citizenship.  

A puckish cousin had asked me on one of my visits, ‘Now, could you tell me what an American looks like?’   I answered that we look like what an Irishman will look like— in a few generations.

In July, 2006, Ireland was pronounced the second richest country in the world, after Japan, in terms of real estate values.  Properties which were valued at thousands of Irish pounds ten years earlier were now valued at hundreds of thousands of Euros with many in Dublin reaching a million Euros! Newspapers were declaring that in order to maintain a comfortable standard of living in Dublin a couple would need to earn upwards of 150,000 euros annually.  As in the United States, people anticipated that the housing bubble would soon burst and when it did the thriving economy would crash and burn.  However, they hope, that would be some time in the indefinite future.

Meanwhile, despite all the good news, there’s still a dark side to life in Ireland today.  The once-vaunted health system (acclaimed when the now-defunct Irish Sweepstakes financed hospitals) was now in serious trouble. 

A number of people shared anecdotes about how friends and relatives had gone to emergency rooms and were kept on gurneys for more than twenty four hours before they even saw a doctor.   In 2005, only five of fifty four hospitals were rated by the government as hygienically ‘good,’ a figure that most were able to improve in 2006, but the hospitals were still woefully behind most international standards.   New hospitals are being built by the cash-flush government, but some were opening without beds.  Staffing was another problem and, though the doctors, nurses, and aides that I met seemed competent and pleasant, the facilities were clearly shorthanded and their staffs had to be supplemented by foreigners, some with minimal English language skills.

Were health care the only negative in the Celtic Tiger’s new culture, it would be sad enough.  There’s also the baby boom. . . 

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