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What the Heck, Democrats…
November 4, 2008

It’s Election Day. It’s the day where we choose our next U.S. president. It’s the day that will shape the next four years of our country. It’s the day where I will finally say something I’ve held back saying for months now to my Democratic friends…

What the heck?

I knew after eight years of George W. Bush, a president who hasn’t been popular, there was a very good chance citizens would opt for a Democrat in this election.

I knew that regardless of which Democrat won the Democratic nomination, the candidate (and likely next U.S. president) wasn’t going to share my views on major political, moral and spiritual issues.

I knew all of this.

What I didn’t know, what I couldn’t have imagined in my worst nightmare, is the Democrats were going to trot out someone like Barack Obama.

Hillary Clinton, Joe Biden and John Edwards were all ready and willing. Each had views and beliefs I did not agree with, but at least I didn’t question their motives or their qualifications.

I question EVERYTHING about Barack Obama.

If Hillary Clinton is the blind date your friends set you up with who has nothing in common with you, but is otherwise normal; Barack Obama is the blind date whose motives — and actual gender — you immediately question.

How the heck did Obama win the Democratic nomination? How the heck is he possibly hours from being the next U.S. president? How did someone with little experience, ties to terrorists and racists, and views to the far left (even though your average citizen is a moderate) make it this far?

I wouldn’t have liked having Hillary as president, but I wouldn’t have worried she had friends who were terrorists. Obama’s ties to some of the extreme members of society, such as William Ayers, are well documented.

I wouldn’t have liked a John Edwards presidency, but I wouldn’t have worried he might be racist towards non-minorities. Obama’s pastor of twenty plus years, Rev. Wright, is a non-apologetic racist with whom Obama never severed ties with until he began running for president.

I wouldn’t have liked it if Joe Biden became president, but at least I wouldn’t have worried he had no experiences or qualifications for the most important position on earth. How Obama was even a consideration initially given his few, few years in the Senate baffles me.

How did it get this far?

Obama never served in the military and has no real experience in foreign affairs. And yet he could very well become the head of our nation’s military at a time when we are fighting two different wars.

Doesn’t that terrify anyone else?

His own VP candidate, Biden, predicts another country will test Obama within the first six months of his presidency. What about Obama’s background makes anyone confident in his ability to know what to do when this attack inevitably occurs?

I would take Hillary Clinton over Obama. I would take Edwards or Biden over Obama. Heck, I would take AL GORE over Obama.

Why? Because Obama terrifies me. I truly believe your friends and acquaintances speak volumes about you. And who are Obama’s friends/acquaintances?

Domestic terrorist William Ayers and his wife. Rashid Khalidi, an advocate for Palestinian “resistance” against Israel. Two preachers and a priest who align themselves with Louis Farrakhan (and who happen to believe the U.S. government created the AIDS virus to eradicate the black race). A mentor to the founding members of the Black Panther Party. And so on and so on.

I feel like I’m watching a real life Trojan Horse.

I never thought I’d say this, but is it possible to bring back Bill Clinton?

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