Well folks, as of today the justice system in America is still very corrupt. As of this writing Barrack Hussein Obama, Eric Holder, Hillary Clinton and a whole host of other corrupt politicians are still unjustly walking free!
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The other day I was sittin’ in a restaurant
waitin’ on my breakfast, when I heard a commotion from some people talkin’
‘bout the new free healthcare that was comin’ their way. It was a whole bunch of ‘em gathered around the
corner booth. They were pretty much all
different in their own way too. There
were black ones, brown ones, white ones, girls and boys all in the group. I guess it’s still okay to describe their
differences? I mean, with this racism
stuff, you have to kinda be careful and tip toe around some things. It’s almost like ya can’t win with that
stuff. If you say they are a certain
color…you’re wrong. If you say they are
big…you’re wrong. If you say they are
small…you’re wrong. If you say they are
female…you’re wrong. So I guess you
should just say, “things”. Yeah, let me
rephrase my previous statement up above.
Here goes, “…when I heard a commotion from some things talkin’ ‘bout the
new free healthcare that was comin’ their way.” Okay, enough of that baloney,
I’ll move on, but y’all get my drift and it certainly is baloney!
So anyway, “I heard this young fella',
with all sincerity, say, “Isn’t Obama like Jesus Christ? I mean, after all, he is healing the sick.” Then this gal agreed and hollered out, “Yeah
and he does it for free. I cannot believe anyone would think that a free market
wouldn't work for health care.” Another “thing”
said, "The stupid Republicans want us all to starve to death so they can
inherit all of the power. Obama should be made a Saint for what he did for
those of us less fortunate.” Oh, and
these folks were serious. To them this
was the truth!
Well, at this point, this fella next to me
appeared to have had more than he could stand.
He got up from his booth and he approached their table. Hell, I thought
he was gonna smack one of ‘em and I was a bit disappointed that I hadn’t beat
him to the punch, but he surprised me and said, “Please excuse me, but may I
impose upon you fine folks for one moment?”
Well, he was so polite that they all smiled and welcomed him to the
conversation. He stood at the end of their table, smiled at them and began to
speak.
“First of all, I wish to thank each and
every one of y’all for allowin’ me to partake in your session and to return the
favor I would like to give one of you my house. Yes, I’m serious, and it will not
cost you any money and I will pay all of the expenses and taxes for as long as
you live there. So, are any of you folks interested?”
Well let me tell ya that I was
interested, but wasn’t offered the deal!
Anyway, all the “things” at the corner booth looked at each other and
were truly amazed. After a while, one of
the “things” said, “Why would you do something like that? There isn’t anything for free in this world.”
And with that, the “things” began to
laugh at the fella, but the ol’ boy stood firm and reoffered his deal. “I am
serious folks, I will give you my house, valued at a bit over one hundred
thousand, for free, no money whatsoever. Now, is anyone interested?” Well, things got quite, but then, almost
together, the “things” said, “Yes!”
The ol’ boy continued, “Look here, since
there are too many of you, I will have to make a choice as to who receives this
money-free bargain I am offerin’. I tell
you what, I’m gonna give my house to the one of you most willing to obey my
rules.” Now, once again, you could see
the doubt on the “thing’s” faces and this preppy, prissy lil’ gal said, “What
are the rules?” The fella smiled again
and said, “Well, you see, I don’t know. I have not figured ‘em out yet.
However, the house is certainly free.” All the things then broke into laughter
and a younger said to the fella, “What an old coot. You must be crazy to give
away a house for nothing. Maybe you need to go home and take your meds, old
man.”
The ol’ boy, once again, just smiled,
then bent his long lanky frame toward their table, leaned in and said, “Guys, I
am serious, this is a legitimate offer.”
Once again, there was silence at the “things” table.
Finally, the same one, who told this
fella to take his meds popped off, “I’ll take it you old fool. Where are the
keys?”
“Then I can presume that you will accept
all of my rules, right?” The fella, still smilin’ replied. I noticed an elderly
couple was paying attention to all of this, the old man shaking his head in
apparent disgust, but they did seem amused and entertained as they watched from
the privacy of their table. “Oh yeah! Where do I sign up?”
At this point the fella took a napkin
and wrote, “I give this man my home, without the burden of financial
obligation, so long as he accepts and abides by my terms that I shall set forth
upon consummation of this transaction.”
The fella signed it and handed it to the young man, who quickly signed
the napkin and asked, “So, where are the keys to my new house sucker?” By this
time I think every customer in the place had their eyes on the smilin’ fella as
he stepped back from the table, pulled the keys from his pocket and dangled
them before the excited new homeowner.
Then the fella, in a loud clear voice,
said, “Now that we have entered into this binding contract, witnessed by all of
your friends, I have decided upon the conditions which you are obligated to
adhere to from this point forward. You may only live in the house for one hour
a day and I will choose which hour. You will not use anything inside of the house.
You will obey me completely and without question or resistance, while using the
house. I do expect your complete loyalty and admiration for this gift I bestow
upon you. You will accept my commands and wishes with enthusiasm, no matter the
nature. Your morals and principles shall be as mine. You will vote as I do,
think as I do and do it with blind faith. These are my terms. Here are your
keys.” The fella reached over to hand the
keys to the young man, who looked completely buffaloed.
“Man, are you out of your mind? Who
would ever agree to those ridiculous terms?” the thing snapped!
“You did when you signed this contract
before reading it, understanding it and with the full knowledge that I would
provide my conditions only after you committed to the agreement.” stated the
fella, still smilin’. I gotta tell ya,
at this point, the elderly man was about to bust a gut as his wife tried to
restrain him.
The thing said, “You can shove that
stupid deal old man! I want no part of
it!” the thing shouted even louder! “But
you have committed to the contract, as witnessed by all of your friends. You
cannot get out of this deal unless I let you out! It is
a written document, which you agreed to. I do not intend to let you free now
that I have you bound under written contract!
It is not my fault that you blindly entered into this agreement. After all, you had opportunity, but chose
what sounded good to you. Young fella,
you are stuck now!” replied the tall, smilin’ gentleman.
Well, as you can imagine, the whole table
of things now chimed in about the unfairness of the deal offered by the smilin’
fella. The ol’ boy listened to all their
pitiful outbursts and slurs and then he said, “What I did to you folks is exactly
what Obama, this administration and Congress did to you with the unread,
unstudied passage of the health care legislation. It was a great deal of fun
for me to, so easily, sucker you in to my deal, without you even realizing, for
one moment, the real cost of my bargain. Folks, your downfall was in the belief
that you can have something for nothing.
You willingly allowed someone else to think for you without any research
and sadly you had to face the results of your mistake.”
The fella tore up the napkin and placed
it before the astonished young man. “This is the nature of your new health care
legislation.” He turned away to leave
the “things” with their thoughts and he looked surprised by applause he was
receiving. The elderly gentleman, who
was clearly entertained by all of this, shook his hand and said, “Thank you, sir.
These kids today just don’t understand Liberty
He refused to allow me to pay his bill
as I said, “You earned this one. It is an honor to pick up the tab.” I shook
his hand in thanks, leaving the restaurant somewhat humbled and sensing a
glimmer of hope for my beloved country.
I sure hop y’all do too!
VERY IMPORTANT FOOT NOTE: You lil' punk, Barry Hussein, you insignificant lil' flea, you cannot defeat me! I am backed by a fella, who had spikes driven in both hands and feet, then he was hung on timbers and the only thing holding him up were those spikes, then he was stabbed and given up for dead, then he was entombed, then he walked out of that tomb and ascended up into the sky and after all of that he still lives today! Yes, this is my backing! What's yours? George Soros? I am laughing whole-heartily right now! How small you really are you lil' arrogant imposter! Oh yeah, and if you think this fella backing me is something, I just can't wait 'til you meet his father! Good luck, you're gonna need it!
"Any man who thinks he can be happy and prosperous by letting the Government take care of him; better take a closer look at the American Indian." --- Henry Ford
Awesome explanation and made sense!
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