Diary

The Road Not Taken

Not so very long ago, as I endured my daily commute home up Route 7 in Northern Virginia, I was once more stricken with disenchantment as the usual parade of Obama bumper stickers flowed before and beside me.

And as I watched this dubious spectacle, it reminded me of the recent reports that ObamaBots have demonstrated the usual villainy inherent in their liberal souls by performing all manner of vandalism and brown-shirt intimidation tactics, what with destroying and/or stealing people’s yard signs, defacing/damaging cars possessed of McCain/Palin stickers, etcetera, ad nauseum.Ah, another election, this time replete with a seemingly endless supply of lefty noise! That’s one thing I hate. Oh, the NOISE! NOISE! NOISE! NOISE!

And if, should the Obamunist win, how they’ll sing. How they’ll SING! SING! SING! SING! SING!

And the more that I thought of this Obamunist sing, the more that I thought “I must stop this whole thing!”

“Why, for 24 months I’ve put up with it now. I MUST stop this Obama from coming!…but HOW?”

Then I got an idea! An awful idea! I got such a wonderful, awful idea!

I shall buy up McCain stickers,
Many boxes and bags,
I’ll fight fire with fire,
Beware Code Pinker hags!

In darkness of night,
When liberals are sleeping,
I’ll cover their Obama tags,
With McCain ones worth keeping!

I’ll stick them on cars,
And on windows and doors,
I’ll paste ‘em on foreheads,
On ceilings and floors!

Oh, wherever I find Obama’s
Vacuous, smiling face,
A portrait of a hottie,
Shall soon take its place!

If I run out of stickers,
Should they dwindle too few,
I shall take out my paintbrush,
Yes that’s what I’ll do

And I’ll paint me an “N”,
Just in front of his “O”,
Then all can see that the answer
To Obama is “NO!!”

And when they awaken,
Oh, the pitiful cry!
All the ObamaBots crying:
Oh, WHY WHY WHY WHY?!

And yet, as I giggled,
At my diabolical ploy,
A troubling thought came,
That ruined my joy:

I’m a bloody Republican!

And you know, despite the childish, hysterical, misguided, and downright dangerous fascist behaviors currently being exhibited by the ObamaBots, and the Obamunist himself, I cannot bring myself to vandalize the personal property of others, or of the community at large (i.e. road signs, etc.).

Because, you see, it’s wrong. Flat out. “Do unto others…”, and all that. I’m a believer in personal accountability, and personal responsibility.

So, despite my visceral contempt for Obama, and all his followers, and all that he stands for, I will not allow myself to become what I despise.

But thinking about it sure made me smile all the way home.

“You’re a mean one, Mr. Scott…”