Come to the Barrack Candy Mountains!

It seems hard to believe, but in just a week the world will be transformed.

Barrack Obama will be elected as the 44th President of the United States.

To say that Obama is a throw back to LBJ and FDR is kind of like saying that Tony Blair was a political cousin to Neville Chamberlain. Chamberlain wanted "Peace in Our Time" and sat with Chancellor Adolph Hitler to get it. He waved that little piece of paper with the agreement for peace on it like a hanky. Little did he know that in a few years it would serve as the first wink of a target for the mighty Luftwaffe. Blair wanted peace in his time as well, but he went over the top for a liberal Prime Minister to get it and sided with the United States in going after Osama Bin Laden and company. Chamberlain wished and hoped and wanted change; Blair was prepared to get bloody for it.

It is the same with Barrack Obama. Make no mistake. He has serious ideas for change, and unlike Franklin Roosevelt and Lydon Johnson, he is a true believer in taking what is yours and giving it to whom he chooses. He will make us bloody for it.

There is ample evidence that FDR was a patrician at heart and just thought he could do a good job of running the huge American economy by himself after breakfast in bed. He was faced with an unprecedented problem called the Great Depression, which was prolonged by his parental meddling and alphabet soup of government help agencies, such as the Works Progress Administration (WPA). The WPA, a huge government works project, was also known as "We poke along", by those on the outside looking in. Some 40 years later, LBJ created the "Great Society". There is evidence that he was the consummate political creature of the time and went along to get along, especially if his Medicare and Medicaid entitlements took some of the heat off of him due to the country's ever deepening march into the Vietnam jungle.

There was a song popular during FDR's time called the Big Rock Candy Mountain. It was a hobo song. This song about hobo hand out heaven gets my vote for the first hundred days theme song for the Obama administration. Why? Because Obama told Joe the Plumber what he really wants to do. Here's a few lyrics. See if you agree:

One evening as the sun went down and the jungle fire was burning

Down the track came a hobo hiking and he said boys I'm not turning

I'm headin for a land that's far away beside the crystal fountains

So come with me we'll go and see the Big Rock Candy Mountains

In the Big Rock Candy Mountains there's a land that's fair and bright

Where the handouts grow on bushes and you sleep out every night

Where the boxcars are all empty and the sun shines every day

On the birds and the bees and the cigarette trees

Where the lemonade springs where the bluebird sings

In the Big Rock Candy Mountains

In the Big Rock Candy Mountains all the cops have wooden legs

And the bulldogs all have rubber teeth and the hens lay soft boiled eggs

The farmer's trees are full of fruit and the barns are full of hay

Oh, I'm bound to go where there ain't no snow

Where the rain don't fall and the wind don't blow

In the Big Rock Candy Mountains

In the Big Rock Candy Mountains you never change your socks

And the little streams of alcohol come a-trickling down the rocks

The brakemen have to tip their hats and the railroad bulls are blind

There's a lake of stew and of whiskey too

You can paddle all around 'em in a big canoe

In the Big Rock Candy Mountains

In the Big Rock Candy Mountains the jails are made of tin

And you can walk right out again as soon as you are in

There ain't no short handled shovels, no axes saws or picks

I'm a goin to stay where you sleep all day

Where they hung the jerk that invented work

In the Big Rock Candy Mountains

I'll see you all this coming fall in the Big Rock Candy Mountains

Not far from where Barrack Obama and I live is a former garbage heap, which we used to call "Mount Trashmore". At night the blue flames of methane gas could be seen from the highway as the we all sped past as quickly as possible. Now, it's painted and planted over and it's pretty, but there is still filth and dung below. Everybody knows it.

Soon, there's going to be a wallpapering of rhetoric about hope and change. "In God We Trust" will be changed to "Yes, we can".

Barrack Obama is very dangerous. He believes his own press. He thinks he is a savior. Or maybe The Savior. Recently, Obama spoke about a righteous wind blowing. Hmmmm...

Thing is, Roosevelt and Johnson knew they were mere mortals and were political animals.

I am thinking that Obama thinks he has risen above the clouds of earthly existence, and with the help of a filibuster proof Senate and a gushing Nancy Pelosi, he will rule triumphant.

With apologies:

In the Barrack Candy Mountains they will have your number

Ask a question or get a comment like Joe the Plumber

It will be a land of hope and change and blue, blue states

There will be fairness doctrines and politically correct talk

You'll go to the government docs and do the walk the talk

In the Barrack Candy Mountains