Oft called a game of inches, baseball is also a contest of opinion- whether it be an unpopular call by an umpire- or the fanatical belief of a fan. Edwin Donald Snider died yesterday. He was 84. A young Sailor in ‘45, perhaps you remember him best as the Duke of Flatbush- and although born in Los Angeles, his hometown in the memory of millions will forever be Brooklyn. The Duke was my boyhood hero- a slugging centerfielder larger than life- to me, the greatest ballplayer of all time. When the Dodgers beat the Yanks in ‘55, it was the defining moment of my childhood. Such was the power of Dodger baseball.
As I consider Edwin’s legendary career, it amazes me how someone in stark contrast, an obscure fellow likely born in Mombassa and who has called Jakarta his hometown, has managed to become President of the United States- a spectacular feat matched only by Frank Abagnale, the great imposter made famous in the book and movie of the same name, “Catch Me If You Can.”
And whatever his faults, Frank’s scarlet sins, while certainly a bizarre manifestation of the American dream- were at least entertaining. Barry’s queerest quirks, on the other hand, have been a devastating nightmare to all good for which America yet stands.
Consider the recent tumultuous events in Libya. In its evacuation efforts, England sent the HMS Cumberland to save imperiled British citizens. India dispatched three warships to rescue its citizens. The Chinese sent a naval frigate. The United States of America rented one ferry boat, the Maria Delores- on which American evacuees waited three days before leaving Tripoli.
And any reprisals for the four Americans murdered by Somali pirates last week? Did we level any Somali mansions built with the proceeds of piracy?
Any significant action by the Obama administration to curb drug violence along our southern border? It’s comforting Janet Napolitano in her prepared remarks to the University of Texas at El Paso on 31 January said, “So today I say to the cartels: Don’t even think about bringing your violence and tactics across this border. You will be met by an overwhelming response…” And just what would that be, Janet?
And yes, we continue to spill the precious blood of our military in Afghanistan’s unwinnable quagmire- yet fail to adequately protect American children along our own southern border. US foreign policy has become a sick joke- and only the Chinese are laughing.
Obama’s deleterious domestic policy is no better- placing unprecedented emphasis on placating our labor unions with flagrant disregard for the economic welfare of a clear majority of American taxpayers. Our monetary policy continues to be both tyrannical and Keynesian- administered not by our own government, but by the international banking cartel through the privately-owned Federal Reserve. “Spreading the wealth” has become synonymous with an impoverished middleclass. The politics of pork, graft and entitlement by far supersede the public good- the Chicago way now setting the standard for Washingtonian corruption.
And speaking of Chicago, can you believe Rahm "Dead Fish" Emanuel is the new mayor? With the possible exception of Illinois, our only apparent hope is that individual states will stick up for their own. On, Wisconsin! To the fray, Ohio! Be valiant, Arizona! Dear Texas? Remember the Alamo! And check out this patriotic song from Tussing Elementary, Colonial Heights, Virginia!
Surely there will be no redress by Congress with a Senate still controlled by the minions of Harry Reid- and a House now dominated by two-faced GOP rhinos. We’d stand a better chance of financial reform by petitioning the missing-in-action Democrats of Wisconsin!
Or perhaps should we rely on the US Department of Injustice! Mr. Holder, don’t you ever weary of catering to criminals, illegal aliens and terrorists?
Removing the great imposter Barrack Hussein Obama from office by any Constitutional means necessary will not solve all our problems- but it would most definitely be a giant step in the right direction. Never before has the US Presidency been so reduced to a laughingstock of nations! Never before has a single vainglorious and odiferous fool placed America in such jeopardy!
Oh, the fifties! Life was so simple then! Instead of Zero, we had Ike. A bicycle, a fishing rod and some baseball cards were a boy’s most prized possessions- not the cell phones, laptops and video games of today. We still gathered around our dinner tables as families- and teen pregnancy was news. Our family farms were still America’s breadbasket- and the value of a hard-earned American dollar was still respected in Washington. And there’s another reason I revere the Duke of Flatbush. Remember his woes with the IRS? And Heaven knows Edwin never proclaimed Jakarta as his hometown…
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