Posted on 01/06/2009 8:23:30 AM PST by obamaisandrogynous
The pick of Leon Panetta as the new director of the Central Intelligence Agency signals just one thing Barack Hussein Obama, Jr., the president-elect, is ready to capitulate to terrorists. For weeks, there have been rumors in the military and intelligence world that Obama was having difficulty finding a new CIA director because no one who was qualified wanted to work with Eric Holder, Obamas choice for Attorney General. Holder famously defended the wall of separation between the CIA and the FBI during the Clinton administration, which prevented the agencies from sharing intelligence on terrorists, for fear of harming their civil rights.
Clearly, Panetta, now in his sunset years, at age 70, just two years younger than John McCain, the man Team Obama mocked as too old to be president, will be a passive participant here, as he has no intelligence agency experience, and will do whatever the ACLU types inhabiting the forthcoming administration want to protect the dear little terrorists, perhaps even ensuring that they are Mirandized, on the battlefield. But, when the dirty nukes start going off in mid-town Manhattan, we know whom the media will blame George W. Bush. Everything is his fault, anyway, dont you know? Holder at Justice, Panetta at CIA, Janet Napolitano at Homeland Security. Boy, we sure feel safe.
Obama is taking George Orwells statement about having rough men who do brutal things in the night to protect the nation and turning it on its head. He wants sensitive types who wont hurt the darling terrorists feelings.
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I think this July 4th, we won’t like the fireworks that go off.
Yes, there’s a difference. The Clintons aren’t allah-worshippers and they’re not interested in putting us under sharia law.
“Well, I left Kentucky back in ‘49
An’ went to Detroit workin’ on a ‘sembly line
The first year they had me puttin’ wheels on CLINTONS
Every day I’d watch them beauties roll by
And sometimes I’d hang my head and cry
‘Cause I always wanted me one that was long and black.
One day I devised myself a plan
That should be the envy of most any man
I’d sneak it out of there in a lunchbox in my hand
Now gettin’ caught meant gettin’ fired
But I figured I’d have it all by the time I retired
I’d have me a car worth at least a hundred grand.
CHORUS
I’d get it one piece at a time
And it wouldn’t cost me a dime
You’ll know it’s me when I come through your town
I’m gonna ride around in style
I’m gonna drive everybody wild
‘Cause I’ll have the only one there is a round.
So the very next day when I punched in
With my big lunchbox and with help from my friends
I left that day with a lunch box full of gears
Now, I never considered myself a thief
GM wouldn’t miss just one little piece
Especially if I strung it out over several years.
The first day I got me a fuel pump
And the next day I got me an engine and a trunk
Then I got me a transmission and all of the chrome
The little things I could get in my big lunchbox
Like nuts, an’ bolts, and all four shocks
But the big stuff we snuck out in my buddy’s mobile home.
Now, up to now my plan went all right
‘Til we tried to put it all together one night
And that’s when we noticed that something was definitely wrong.
The transmission was a ‘53
And the motor turned out to be a ‘73
And when we tried to put in the bolts all the holes were gone.
So we drilled it out so that it would fit
And with a little bit of help with an A-daptor kit
We had that engine runnin’ just like a song
Now the headlight’ was another sight
We had two on the left and one on the right
But when we pulled out the switch all three of ‘em come on.
The back end looked kinda funny too
But we put it together and when we got thru
Well, that’s when we noticed that we only had one tail-fin
About that time my wife walked out
And I could see in her eyes that she had her doubts
But she opened the door and said “Honey, take me for a spin.”
So we drove up town just to get the tags
And I headed her right on down main drag
I could hear everybody laughin’ for blocks around
But up there at the court house they didn’t laugh
‘Cause to type it up it took the whole staff
And when they got through the title weighed sixty pounds.
CHORUS
I got it one piece at a time
And it didn’t cost me a dime
You’ll know it’s me when I come through your town
I’m gonna ride around in style
I’m gonna drive everybody wild
‘Cause I’ll have the only one there is around.”
They may not be allah-worshippers but they did nothing to stop them gaining power.
Johnny Cash!
I had this notion when I was about 12 that if I mowed enough lawns I could buy a different part each week at the speed shop and be able to build a car by the time I was old enough to get my license.
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