Here we have the county by county results for presidential elections. It takes all that Red to pay for the Mooching Blue color.
Just let that sink in a bit. All of these people that ranch, farm, produce something support all those blue areas that constitute the so-called affluent (7 of the richest counties surround Washington, D.C.), as well as, the couch potatoes. And now, they demand more.
We must give up more of our property. We earn money to support our families, pay for their medical, pay for their education. And yet, we have to sacrifice so that the Blue areas can fornicate with reckless abandon. We have to sacrifice to those unemployed moochers getting high on cocaine so they can go on Social Security disability and drain our trust fund dry.
A little more than half the people in this country now enslave the producers (that Red area). They get their power trip by ordering us around, fining us, forcing us to acquiesce to unreasonable search because some lousy liberal is afraid to get onto a plane with me. Our veterans are sent to mental institutions when they no longer agree with liberal thought. All this, so liberals can go to their home concert socials, wearing their tie dye shirts, Birkenstock sandals, sipping their fine Pinot Noir, driving their Mercedes SL550, Porsche 911. All the while, our days are met with dust, mud, failed crops, livestock in need of care.
Look upon the blue mansions and red fields tended by the slaves.
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All Christians pray for Obama, he really needs it: Psalms 109:8. I pray to the spirits upon the rising of every sun that all he has done to this country be repaid upon him. I pray that those who voluntarily swear an oath to accept so much responsibility only to violate that oath be dealt with severely by powers much greater than I. I also pray that those who voluntarily swear an oath to accept great responsibility and keep that oath be granted the blessings that their maker can bestow upon them. I am but an old feeble man, and though he can bring great damage and destruction upon me I can do nothing to him. And so I ask that the Great One, who sees into the hearts of all men, to look in his heart and judge him, for only the Great One knows what stuff he is made of.