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the Obama/leftist arsenal.
    Obama also had superb leftist street cred, including personal associations with such notable sixties radicals as domestic terrorists Bill Ayers and Bernardine Dohrn, who wanted to get the socialist revolution going by killing their fellow Americans, the anti-American racist preacher Reverend Jeremiah Wright, in whose pews Obama sat for nearly two decades, and the PLO sympathizer Rashid Khalidi. A true Amalgam of Awfulness. The only thing missing was Louis Farrakhan.
    Obama had also apprenticed in the dark arts. And not the cool kind of dark arts they teach at Hogwarts. I mean the dark arts of Saul Alinsky community organizing, which relentlessly stoked class warfare in order to create a pre-revolutionary climate. Obama had never expressed an unadulterated love for America, only deep critiques of its racial divides, social and economic injustices, and bullying ways in the world. His detached persona mirrored a detachment from fundamental American values. The Left tried to smear his critics by saying they were trying to paint him as “Other,” as something other than traditionally American. But in his actions, associations, and words, that was exactly true, and it was precisely the reason the Left knew that in him it had found its deliverance.
    It helped their cause that he was cool in every way. He was cool, as in “hip,” with Nas playing on his iPod and his 2008 campaign sending tweets to his followers at Kanye West concerts. But he was also cool as in “unflappable,” which would come in handy as he led the leftist revolution. He was charismatic and charming, a natural salesman who delivered a spoonful of sugar to make the redistributionist medicine go down. He was also calm, self-possessed, intellectual. How could someone that seemingly rational want to radicalize the United States? Most people would not believe the truth about him and his motives—at least until it was too late.
    The leftists had found their Dreamboat Date to the Big Dance, and, boy, did they get lucky.
    The rest of us, meanwhile, were kidnapped, blindfolded, given roofies, tossed in the trunk, and taken on a $5 trillion bender. When we awoke, we found that our hair was mussed, our skirt was twisted, and our shirt was buttoned wrong. We had a hangover, without first having had any fun, or Bradley Cooper.
    What the @$%&! just happened?
    Americans are generally slow to anger. Because most of us deeply appreciate and exercise our freedom to go about our own business, we will take a lot of punches, abuse, disrespect, and challenges from our own leadership or from abroad. But at some point, even the most patient and understanding American has had enough. And it’s at that point, when Americans are finally roused from their agreeable acquiescence, that our leaders had better check themselves.
    Just as Thomas Jefferson cataloged a long list of abuses of the American people by the British sovereign, many Americans have compiled their own modern list of abuses suffered at the hands of Barack Obama and his congressional toadies:
    We are mad as hell about a nearly trillion-dollar economic “stimulus” that stimulated government but did nothing to excite the private economy.
    We are mad as hell about long-term high unemployment.
    We are mad as hell about taxpayer bailouts of failing businesses and industries.
    We are mad as hell that random TSA agents can now fondle us at the airport.
    We are mad as hell about a president who has regularly ruled by fiat, bypassing Congress and the public by appointing unaccountable policy “czars” and issuing mandates through executive order.
    We are mad as hell about telephone book–sized bills pushed through, unread, by the Democratic leadership.
    We are mad as hell about the government takeover and destruction of the best health care system in the world.
    We are mad as hell about the multitrillion-dollar price tag to pay for that monstrosity.
    We are mad as hell about the shady, slimy,