After an eternity, the gorgeous, young boobs leave and I resume my tale, ” …the greatest thing about this crucial moment in history is the fact that I am meeting the greatest people on earth…David Saucedo was in jail three years ago…he met Jesus, had an about-face and is now a Christian conservative rapper on the Tea Party Express IV.  

His new rapper name is Polatik.  He owns a construction company and runs a ministry in Waco, TX.  Spending two days with him is like being at a 48 hour Bible study.  He can’t stop talking about his new faith, his new life, his recent reading of the Federalist papers and The Constitution, the Bible, his new wife and two babies…one of which has leukemia.  Yes, Lianna has leukemia and is getting chemo right now and losing her hair.  David is trusting God for her healing. He shows me her picture on his I Phone. He put his life and now, his precious daughter’s life into his Father’s hands.  He is vibrant and real and shimmering with enthusiasm for helping others and helping our country get back on track.”  I’m glowing just from being near him.  Paul nods. We both think about Romans 8:28.

The beautiful 20 year old breasts return and I am distracted from my story again.  My husband pretends not to notice the breasts. The owner of the breasts places our food on the table.  I notice her third button has been strategically unbuttoned.  I clear my throat and continue, “Paul, I sent my letter to the Miami Herald.  Do you want to read it?”  Paul knows he must pay attention to me so he pushes his plate aside, slowly places his glasses on his nose and reads…

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October 14th, 2010

Dear Gloria Estefan,

Miami is my hometown.  When I was born at Hialeah Hospital in 1959, you were 2 years old and moving here from Cuba, to escape Communism. America and its freedom, free enterprise and capitalism gave you the opportunity to become a superstar, to be financially and vocationally successful.  

America is now under siege by a Marxist, progressive, leftist, radical, socialist, communist dictator drunk with power.  His name is Obama. You invited him to your home on April 15, 2010, for a Democratic fundraiser.

1. His parents were communists. His grandparents were communists. His childhood mentor Frank Davis was a communist.
2. He had “Marxist professors.” He taught a class on Saul Alinsky whose book “Rules for Radicals” is dedicated to Lucifer.
3. His college records are sealed.
4. He claims to be a Christian yet ridicules Scripture, denies Jesus is the only way to salvation, supports partial-birth abortion and attended a church for 20 years pastored by Rev. Jeremiah Wright, who did not teach Christianity but “Black Liberation Theology,” which is Marxism disguised as religion.
5. He is friends with radicals and communists like William Ayers and has appointed many of them to positions of power – Sunstein, Jarrett, Van Jones, etc. 
6. He told Joe the Plumber on the campaign trail that his philosophy was to “spread the wealth.” This is a direct quote from “The Communist Manifesto” written by Karl Marx and Fredrich Engels.
7. When he entered office he immediately took over the banks, the auto industry, health care (by bribery) and is intent on ending freedom of speech on the Internet, radio and TV by fees and fines. He is intent on using the myth of human-caused global warming to usurp control over our energy by Cap ‘n Tax, which would limit the number of minutes we take a shower and the kind of light bulbs we use.
8. His arrogant, excessive spending, with his stimulus laws and over-taxation, is destroying our economy, the middle class and our children’s future quality of life. 

You had the audacity to invite this communist over to your home to raise money for the Democratic Party, which is controlling Congress and giving him unlimited power to achieve his goal of making our once-free country a welfare state, just like the Cuba you left. You are either uninformed, ignorant or crazy. 

Estudio Espanol dos anos en mi escuela secundario, y I think you are loco en la cabeza. I ask my Cuban friends and neighbors what happened to you. Don’t you remember where you came from?  Your father in a Cuban communist jail? They shake their heads sadly. You spit on the free country that gave you the American Dream.  

I urge you to educate yourself on what is happening in America today.  Nov. 2 is the most serious vote of our nation’s history.  We will vote in either liberty or tyranny. How can you vote in tyranny when your family and friends risked their lives on rafts to escape it?  

I don’t understand you.  

Sincerely,  

Victoria Jackson (“Saturday Night Live” cast member 1986-1992 because of capitalism/freedom)

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Paul takes his glasses off, places the letter carefully to the side and moves his lunch plate in front of him.

I say, “So, what do you think?”  Paul says, “It’s confrontational.”

I am doing all I can to inform my fellow Americans.  I spent the first 50 years of my life ignoring the political system.  Ignorance is bliss.  I awakened to find a horror movie playing out in Washington, D.C.  It’s never too late to fix a broken relationship.  Let’s vote Nov. 2.  Let’s be informed voters, not emotional voters.  I’m talking to you, my friends D, M, K, B, B and B.  Don’t brag that you have to vote Democrat because you’ve always been a Democrat and will die a Democrat. News flash.  The meaning of the word “Democrat” has changed along with the meaning of the word “hot/sexy,” “fat/phat,” “gay/happy” and “Republican.”  Everything has shifted left.  When you say, “Democrat,” it now means “Socialist/Communist.”  ”Republican” means “Democrat.”  But, forget labels. Care about facts, reality, truth and the future of our children.

Our waitress returns with our check and I force my eyes to look past her cleavage and into her eyes.  I smile and realize there is a soul under that chest and… she is a potential conservative voter.

I am Victoria’s ukulele and I am in this fight for freedom too.

She takes me to all the rallies and I purposefully sit right in front of the podium so that everyone will notice me. I attended the Beverly Hills Tea Party. All the cameras saw my bumper sticker shouting, “I SUPPORT ARIZONA!!” Can you believe the President of the United States would sue a state?! Man, these are crazy times! All AZ did was ask him to protect them from illegal aliens and criminals. I guess the President doesn’t want to protect them and he is really mad about it. Mad enough to sue.

Suing is a big problem in America. Suing and lawyers. Tort Reform. The President is a lawyer, right? Lawyer sounds like Liar.

You don’t think he has ulterior motives…like, if he kisses butt to millions of illegals and gives them amnesty, they’ll all vote for him? Nah! That’s too nefarious.

Although, I did hear a rumor recently involving that Sherrod lady and “reparations” being paid to black farmers in the south. Many of the “farmers” receiving government money were not even farmers. A lot of things happen below the radar, with our tax money. Things we did not vote for…like abortions. And speaking of nefarious, what’s happening with the offshore oil drilling moratorium? Seems a bit odd how it’s not in the news. And, why would the President want to limit the USA from using its natural resources, while allowing other countries to use them? Um, maybe he wants to make the USA a third world country. But, what do I know? I’m a Ukulele!!

I’m not always negative. Usually Vicki holds me, strums me and sings ditties for itty bitty kiddies. But, we are in a war right now and I am needed on the battlefront.

I will be shuffled to the AZ Freedom Rally II on October 16 in lovely Prescott Valley, AZ. Vicki will be strumming me while she sings, “There’s a Communist Living in the White House” … again. I suggested a new song, perhaps, “Hey, Michelle, The Deficit is Fat,” or “De-de-flate the De-de- Deficit,” or “Puncture Pelosi Power.” Vicki kind of liked “Reid Reeks” and “Bewitching Chris O’Donnell Slaughters Commie Chris Coons,” but, she thinks that her Communist song covers it all. I guess we did a good job at the AZ Freedom Rally I because we were invited back!

Yesterday, while I was lounging on the bed, learning about Fabian Socialism from the Glenn Beck show, I thought up a new song idea;

I like The Star Spangled Banner
I like The Sharron Angle smile
I like the Red, White and Blue
I like the Sharron Angle view and style
I like Sharron Angle’s ethics
I like Sharron Angle’s guts and brawn
But most of all these things, I like the way she sings
The Star Spangled Banner… by the flagpole …at dawn ….oh, nevermind…I was trying to rhyme with brawn and…

Vicki didn’t think my song was good enough for Sharron Angle. She LOVES that lady. Hmmph. Just between you and me, I think Vicki only knows three chords.

I was trapped in the trunk of her car while she and Wilson, Basil and JJ walked the precinct for her beloved conservative JOHN COLBERT. Man, it was hot. My wood warped. That was the record setting 113 degree Los Angeles weekend. Two of my strings went out of tune. When she finally remembered me and put me in the air conditioned back seat, I heard her grumbling, “I can’t believe that out of twenty homes, there is only one couple with a brain! And, they are afraid to donate because they’ll get fired! They’re in show biz.” She said that many of the households did not speak English, one was a drug dealer who didn’t know what “vote” meant, and two were angry Liberals who shouted, “Tea Baggers are the Scum of the Earth!” Maybe I’m glad I was trapped in the sweaty trunk!

While I was sweating there in the dark I started thinking. Congress is corrupt. We should have Term Limits. Serving in Congress is an honor, not a career. There should be no tenure. No pension. And, Congress should abide by all of the laws they impose on the people, including Health Care. All contracts with Congress should be pronounced null and void as of 1/1/11. Hmmph. That’s what I think. Hey, I should run for office. I’d be the first Ukulele Congressm..,person…thing.

Vicki did not use me when she sang her trio with Von Tress and her sweet, candidate friend, Stephen Smith. So I just sat nearby on the table for a few hours. And, I started thinking… that the way the air feels right now in America is exactly the feeling in The Sound of Music, when the Captain kept making resentful faces at his neighbors who out of fear were giving in to the pressure of the Nazi’s…taking down their Austrian flags, and taking up the Heil Hitler behavior…ever so gradually and then BOOM!….Maria, the Captain and the kids are running through graveyards and mountains to escape the Dictator. It’s just like now! I gotta tell Vicki this. It’s her favorite movie.

Vicki knows I’m special. That’s why she takes me everywhere. The other bumper stickers on my case say, “I Did Not Vote for this Obamanation,” and “If You Don’t Like the Way I’m Thinking Report Me to flag@whitehouse.gov.” There is also a “California” sticker from Joe and two from the Tea Party Express III Tour. I have been everywhere with Vicki and I know a lot of things. We’re pals. That’s why she wrote a song about me. It’s called, “A Nice Ukulele.” Wanna hear it?

—–

Vicki took me to the Marco Rubio rally, but she did not sing her Commie Song. She doesn’t know it in Spanish and most of the people in West Miami prefer Spanish. Ahem. See me in the grass listening to Marco?
Hablo espanol solo poquito.

—–

So, the next time you are at a Tea Party, be sure and look for me. I’m usually in front of the podium, but on the ground. I don’t want to detract from the speakers.

I love the way the Palins navigate Sarah’s fame. I watched Todd and Sarah at the Searchlight and Boston events this year. They looked like they were on a date. He had his arm around her protectively as they slinked through the column of bodyguards worming their way to the stage, where he watched her shine and then embraced her back into the SUV of safety. That is Feminism. A feminine woman achieving goals with the blessing of her man, while she simultaneously supports his career endeavors and celebrates his masculinity. I read her book. They are in love and enjoy mutual respect with a splash of sexiness. There is a fire there. You gotta love it.        
        
Now, I watch other women bragging about their single parenting. They “don’t need a man.” They can buy a baby. They can do anything a man can do. Well, they look stupid and desperate to me. First of all, women and men are very different and personally, when I’m being chased by a murderer/rapist/what-have-you, I’d rather have a big, strong man protecting me than a woman. I had a cop once, who came to the site of my car accident. She had long, blonde hair blowin’ in the wind, and two inch long, bright pink, fake nails. I mean, really. How do you get your finger through that hole to pull the trigger? I can’t even button my blouse with fake nails. Yeesh!

I’ve struggled with the career/family thing my whole life. I only came to Hollywood in 1980 because I  was single, and I knew that it would be the only time in my life when I could chase a whim. I gave up an engagement ring for it and my true love married someone else. I got the career, but I gave up something. When I got reunited with my true love ten years later, I had to choose again, between career and husband. His job was across the country. This time I chose the husband. It was so painful to give up the career I loved, that I got a tattoo. It was a permanent, physical symbol of the emotional pain I was going through. What was the tattoo? My husband’s initials. P.W. The tattoo artist said, “You want a P.U. on your butt?!” I said, “NO! P.W.!!”      
      
The joy of motherhood and the hot, husband time gradually dulled the
absence of the cheering crowds, and the creative stimulation, but the career monster lurked in the shadows ready to seduce me given the chance. 15 long years went by.

When one daughter got married, the ambitious monster popped out again and my long-suffering husband commuted from FL to LA for three years, keeping his job, financially supporting me and letting me give it a shot. I lived in LA with my teenager and she tried not to miss her friends and family back home.

I got a few roles. ..even at age 50. I got a great part playing the wife of Jeff Fahey in a Pureflix film called Marriage Retreat. Ironically, my lines all reflected my personal struggle.

My character had to look deep into Jeff’s intensely ice blue eyes, and reply to his question about moving. He said, “… what do you want to do?” My character’s line was, “You are my home.” Hmm. I guess I took the part home with me because I promptly told my family I’d leave my beloved friends and adventures in LA and move back to Florida to be the Grandma to my upcoming first grandchild due Jan. 1, 2011. That’s what they all wanted.  So, you see I understand the Feminist Dilemma.      
        
I see ambitious women splattered about naked, and well, pornographic on TV, in movies, in magazines, on billboards and everywhere.        

—–

I see women falling for the lie, even Baptists like me. I used to get asked to play nudity a lot in my twenties. Strangely, that isn’t a problem anymore! No one asks! But, my daughters see and feel the emphasis our society places on sexuality. My teenager’s behavior changed when I transferred her from a secular school, to a Bible based school. Her clothes and her conversations changed. Her face brightened. When her daily MTV watching and junk food changed to cheer practice on a team that included prayer and Bible study, her face began to glow with health and joy and she quit asking for piercings and drawing magic marker tattoos all over her arms and legs.  (I know, I’m a bad example.)      
        
Now that women have the opportunity to have it all, (excluding Muslim women who have no freedom), we have difficult choices. Back a few years, I took my small kids to LA for an experimental year to see if I could get some acting work. Daddy commuted. I got one episode of The X Files. ( I did get to kiss David Duchovny, well, my character did, but maybe I should say I “had to” kiss David, instead of I “got to”….now that they say he’s a sex addict!…you know… germs…) We had a family meeting of sorts. On a balancing scale, I held one X Files episode in one hand, and missing Daddy/Husband for a year in the other hand. I chose to go back to Florida and be The Housewife. The kids were happier.        
        
The last month of my LA leased apartment, I got a pilot with Sofia Vergara, Joey Lawrence, and Jon Lovitz. (It ultimately landed in the garbage can but I got a nice check.). My family was back in Florida so I wrote this sad song;       
        
Two Weeks Away        
        
There’s a cat litter box with no kitty poop in it.      
There is silence in every room.       
There are toys here and there,       
But no laughter anywhere.        
Shadows dance as I wade through the gloom.        
        
I stop and stare at pictures on the wall.        
They seem to caaaaalll out my name.        
But when I touch their precious faces        
It’s just paper and glass in a frame.        
        
I tell myself I’m not sad, this is good, it’s not bad.        
I must work, they are safe, I’m just an airplane away.        
But after a while, I just can’t fake a smile,        
I’ll go back, I’ll go back, I’ll go back.        
        
One’s at the computer.        
One watches cartoons.        
Mommy’s cooking spinach,        
Daddy vacuums.        
        
Just to know they’re nearby       
Is the joy of a home.        
In the corner of my eye watching them play,       
Is the bliss that I miss at a moment like this,       
So I cry, so I cry, so I cry;       
        
You are my sunshine, my only sunshine        
You make me happy when skies are gray        
You’ll never know dear how much I love you        
Please don’t take my sunshine away.        
       
Feminism. Such a strange word. When I hear it I first think of the most
masculine and angry women, women with not a shred of femininity. Funny
how words are. Then, I think of the meaning they want it to hold. And
that word is Sarah Palin.

Prescott, AZ July 25, 2010.  

I find myself in a storybook Town Square.  A perfect pillared 1800’s courthouse surrounded by ancient trees and a Sound Of Music gazebo. Across the street is The Palace, a famous bar that people like Wyatt Earp haunted back in the Gold Rush days. A giant poster of Junior Bonner starring Steve McQueen proves the movie was shot in this bar.  I do a handstand in front of the Old West re-enactors.

(I have a Handstand Collection: photos of me holding a handstand in every city I’ve ever visited since childhood.) 

Victorian houses dot the hills and the Arizona sunset sucks me in. I am sunk. I love Prescott. They all warned me I wouldn’t want to leave. 

I just did a radio show with the nicest man, Dr. Terry Lovell.  I sang him my “There’s a Communist Living in the White House” song. He hadn’t heard it yet.

The Federal Government doesn’t want to protect AZ from illegal immigrants, so it’s a good thing the citizens are legally allowed to carry concealed weapons. I’m told that everyone here is “packin’.” I have a 10 a.m. appointment in the Town Square Gazebo with Quang, a Vietnamese immigrant. He has been highly recommended.  I’m late and he is waiting there with his family.  I want to know why he is involved with the Tea Party Movement. 

The first minute you meet Quang and his family you fall in love with them.  They are genuinely happy, peaceful, loving and smart.

Quang has a message. His message is that he is grateful to be an American and he is concerned with the Communism that has crept into our country.  He is a legal immigrant.  He is grateful to the Vietnam Vets for fighting for his freedom. 

—–

He arrived in the U.S. at age 13 sans parents.  He waited eight years to become a legal citizen.  He learned English, went to college and has his own small business. He is concerned that the Communism he witnessed creeping into his homeland of Vietnam, is creeping into his new homeland of America. He lists three ways that a country is taken over by Communism; 1) De-Educate.  Our present generation has no knowledge of our country’s founding fathers or the Constitution.  2) Take away guns.  This 2nd Amendment right is continually being threatened by Liberals. 3) Poverty. Keep a nation hungry and they will obey the Government. Obama’s Administration has been purposefully collapsing our economy since 2008.  They are succeeding. Excessive taxation destroys the middle class and creates a welfare state.

Connie and I keep checking our microphones and camera equipment hoping we are capturing this moment of truth.  This 2nd American Revolution, like the first one, is operating on a shoestring  budget.  It is so grassroots that we do things in “one take.”    We don’t get paid.  Pete, the guy who brought me to Prescott, is asking for donations literally with a hat, at the event.  People donated my hotel room, my food, and they threw in a free recording session at the local “Studio U.” Mark Barry made me this CD  (*Available soon here) I’m just hoping they’ll give me enough to pay my dog sitter. 

When this Freedom Rally, or Tea Party, whatever it is begins, fifteen hundred people appear out of nowhere.  We are outside a movie theatre.  A few Christians walked the outdoor mall earlier in the day and prayed for the event.  We have asked God to attend.  When the protesters, a handful of uninformed twenty-something’s show up with a “Racist” sign, we ignore them and two policemen on Seque’s shoo them away. 

The event begins.  Why are we here? What can possibly be accomplished by a guy, a guy, a blonde, a blonde, a Mexican rapper, a mixed race singer, a Vietnamese and a gospel trio talking into a microphone? 

              Magic.

The program builds as each person speaks truth from their heart and the climax is Quang.  My eyes won’t stop tearing up as he speaks and I look at his proud wife and children in the crowd.  A standing ovation. A moment I will never forget as Quang acknowledges his friend who left his leg in Vietnam so that Quang could have freedom.  Quang asks all the Vietnam Vets to stand.  There are several.  He asks all the Veterans to stand. There are many. Waves of applause shatter the air as the Arizona sun sets and the moon rises.  Russell Pearce who wrote the famous AZ Bill SB1070, stands and explains that his own son was shot by an illegal immigrant.  David Saucedo a.k.a.”Politik” raps, “Fiscally responsible…that’s the Tea Party….Limited Government…that’s the Tea Party…”

As I hear Dwayne LaSassier beautifully sing the 4th stanza of the National Anthem, my heart fills with love for God and my fellow man…all of us here, flawed sinners saved by grace and leaving the comfort of our homes and our routines, to assemble in an effort to save our country from Tyranny.

Pete hands me a reimbursement check. I appreciate it. I don’t have any health insurance, I have a daughter still in school, a mortgage I can’t afford, and a dog sitter. 

So what do we do with all this concern and fire and passion? 

VOTE. 

Your Nov. 2 vote starts now.  Inform yourself on the issues and the candidates.  Register by getting a form from the post office or public library.  Easier still become a P.A.V., a Permanent   Absentee Voter and vote from the comfort or your couch. (Forms available here, click on Tea Party Resources).

You know, people should be required to take a test before they can vote.  Informed voters are what we need, not just voters.

This political stuff is getting exhausting.  The check didn’t bounce. I get home and pay my dog sitter, Linda.  She does a great job with Peanut, Buddy and Daisy. She feeds them, waters them, hugs them, and leaves Fox News on for them. They are Conservative Dogs. 

They especially love Hannity and Beck. Woof! Woof!

I’m sunbathing naked again.  I don’t really like it.  It’s sweaty. But, I think it might make me look thinner.  And, I have no work.  And, no one can see me.  Maybe Google Earth. I’m on the last chapter of  C.S. Lewis’ “Mere Christianity.” It explains so well what my heart knew, but my head couldn’t articulate.  I am looking out for bees and red ants.  A big, red ant bit me on my thigh yesterday.  Yes, the same thigh the bee
bit.  Weird.
 
I still can’t keep up with him.
 
I heard that he just proclaimed Al Qaeda racist!!

Racist, racist, racist. I’ll show you racist.

 This is my daughter’s best friend since they were 5 years old. They are 16 now.
Obama is stirring up racial and class division!!

I can’t keep up with him!
 
Obama supports a Muslim Mosque being built at Ground Zero? 

I can’t keep up with him!
 
Obama is illegally using U.S. taxpayer money to fund abortions in
Kenya?  What? 

I can’t keep up with him!

It’s 2 pm so I leave my sunbathing to go in the house and watch Glenn Beck.  Like a refreshing ocean wave, I let his truth wash over me.  Aaahhh.
 
While everyone is arguing over who is racist, Obama just passed a new
bill giving the Government complete control over business and salaries?!  The Financial Reform Bill.
 
Obama wanted to pass the Cap ‘n Trade Bill.  Cap ‘n Trade would lose 1.9
million jobs?!  Why would Obama want to destroy jobs?  Is he working
for the enemy?

I can’t keep up with him! 

I try to inform my friends of the current state of our country.  Some refuse to listen. 

I sent several emails to my agent with links to my Big Hollywood stories.  She finally responded and dissed my hero Breitbart.  The hair on my arms stood up.  I dashed off this email: 

Dear Agent:    (I have about six.  This was one of them.)

I don’t know if you’ll understand the Breitbart/Sherrod thing if you haven’t been following the whole story.  Breitbart would never edit something to change the meaning.  He is all about Truth.  That’s his thing. Truth, truth, truth.  He released a tape that he had been sent last April from someone he doesn’t know. He showed the tape the way he had received it.  He chose that week because Racism was all over the news, and it was only against White people and completely malicious and untrue. 

The NAACP had the video of Sherrod’s entire unedited speech (it was given at an NAACP event) and they discredited her before anyone else.

What Breitbart was really trying to show in the video was the NAACP crowd’s reaction to Sherrod’s racist comments…when she said that she didn’t help the white farmer, many vocalized their approval…this would never happen at a Tea Party…an all white crowd hooting and hollering over a story about putting down a black person.   

The White House fired Sherrod before Fox News or Beck had even aired the story.  (The mainstream media would never play a story of a minority being a racist…they completely ignored the Black Panther story.)  The White House is the one at fault here.  And, interesting how quick they were to jump.  Probably because the NAACP had just been falsely accusing people of racism.  Sherrod’s history is that she sues people…she won $15 million for something.  So, lucky her, she can try to scam the system again.

But, I’ve watched the tape several times and Sherrod doesn’t make much sense.  After her story of her “past” racism, she then says, “so, it’s not about black and white, it’s about rich and poor (Marxism/Liberation Theology), and…black and white.”  So, it’s sort of double talk.  But, the video shows simply that racism goes both ways.   

He put the tape out in response to the unproven and ridiculous claims that the Tea Party is racist, and everyone who opposes Socialism is racist, and the recent Obama Administration dropping the court case of Voter Intimidation against the New Black Panthers who were videoed wielding billy clubs and shouting racial slurs (kill white people, kill crackers, white babies) outside of a voting booth in 2008.   

If you don’t watch Fox News, you might not be aware that Breitbart has offered $ 100,000 to anyone who can present a video of those Congressmen who were supposedly called the N-word at the Obamacare protest in DC.  Although, the story was played over and over on the mainstream media, not one cell phone, though hundreds were filming that day, has presented a tape.  Lots of lies out there. 

I don’t know if you followed the Gates/Crowley Affair, but Pres. O said, “I don’t know all the facts, but the police acted stupidly…”  The President is stirring up racial conflict, and class warfare, “spread the wealth” (The Communist Manifesto).  These tactics are directly taken from Rules for Radicals by Saul Alinsky.  Obama taught a course on Saul Alinsky.  The book is dedicated to Lucifer.  The more of this stuff I learn the more shocked I am that my Christian high school teacher was right when he made us read Orwell’s 1984 and said Communism will take over America from within…. 

I’m just frustrated that some of my friends who are Christians and well educated, are still not seeing what is happening in our country.  I can’t not care.  When we are completely Socialist/Communist, whatever you want to call it, there will be no Show Biz …or any freedoms for that matter.  Soc/Comm does not work.  History has proven it and yet there are so many still, who are not getting what is happening right under our noses.  You’ll see, and it will be too late.  It’s like “lost” people who can’t see Christ.  You can debate them until you’re blue in the face and if they don’t want to see the Truth, they won’t see it.  They choose not to see it.

I first became political when I was trying to explain to my Christian Progressive friends Marianne and Bob that they shouldn’t vote for O because his background is Marxist.  They would not listen.  They wouldn’t even discuss the issues with me.  They don’t want to hear any facts.   

My friend Connie told me, “Two words Jackson.  Career suicide.”  Some things are more important than careers.  God and freedom to worship Him.  If Obama stays in power and we don’t flip the house Nov. 2, freedom to worship will be taken away.  Communist countries do not allow it because citizens must worship the state and you can’t worship God and the state.  You have to choose one.

Maybe it’s the end times, but I don’t think Jesus wants me to just sit by the window until the trumpet sounds.  VJ

Well, I guess I’ll go sunbathe some more.  I don’t have any work. 

I see a bee buzzing near me. I shush him away.  I see a red ant.  I squish him with my flip flop.

I see a king ruling over me. I vote him away. 

I see the King watching over me.  I bow my head and pray.   

(Um…it’s not a sin to be sunbathing naked if no one but God is watching, right?)

I guess I’ll have to move back to FL.  I love LA. But, my family needs me in FL. I don’t seem to be getting many acting roles. Maybe this deep tan will help.  I squish a big, red ant with my shoe.  I wipe the sweat mixed with sun block from my under eyes and pick up my paperback of “Mere Christianity.”  I have a stack of books next to my arm, near my Coffee Nips.  Nick Popaditch’s book, “Once a Marine,” and Frank Pastori’s “Shattered.”  I used to read the Tabloids a lot but none of my friends are in them anymore…just reality stars I don’t recognize. I’m listening for the UPS man.  I really don’t want him to see me.  “Big, fat, ex-SNL star sunbathing naked!”   

King Obama is trying to eliminate Freedom of Speech by silencing conservative talk radio, TV and Internet.  His plan involves fees and fines. I’ve done research.  The Federal Trade Commission had a conference last month where they decided to “Redefine Journalism.”  Their plan is to have the Government pay the salary of journalists.  This will ensure complete control of the media. Yikes!  Kerry and Pelosi think the (Un) Fairness Doctrine could do this.  Mark Lloyd, Diversity Czar (whatever that is?!) way back in 2007 started encouraging small groups to protest local conservative radio stations by accusing programs like Rush and Hannity of “hate speech that incites violence”!  A group called CCAM in Fresno just obeyed this command. 

I can’t keep up with him. 

King Obama bribed his Socialized Medicine disaster through Congress and destroyed the greatest medical system in the world. 

I can’t keep up with him. 

King Obama is insidiously creeping into my very own personal life.  I don’t have health insurance anymore because of lack of work. Last month, I was shocked to see a TV commercial about Obama Health Insurance. It strangely said that there was a 2,000 caller a day limit?!  I called the number out of curiosity/research.  The recording said that the 2,000 quota had been reached.  After two days, this commercial disappeared, but yesterday I got an email from King Obama offering me Government health insurance.  I felt sick to my stomach.  I won’t even take unemployment checks, based on the principal of the thing.  But…I did start thinking…what if I need … help…someday…I shuddered…NO!  NO!  Go Away!!  I will not succumb to your sneaky attempts at turning me Communist!  

I can’t keep up with him. 

On the Fourth of July I was marching down the street with a group of Patriots chanting, “We’re an Angry Mob!  Have a Nice Day!  Read a History Book!  Have a Nice Day!”  We were walking the last mile with Matthew Perdie, a 23 year old who has just walked across America, from Long Island, NY to Santa Monica, CA, from sea to shining sea, carrying a flag.  It took him a year.  His message?  ”Fiscal Responsibility in the Government.”  

Thousands of well fed Mexicans were shuffling past us on the Pier completely oblivious to our Celebration of America’s Independence from the King of England in 1776.  King Obama will take care of them.  If they are illegal, and paying no taxes, the middle class tax payers will continue to support them…until the middle class is on welfare.  I can’t keep up with him. 

I can’t keep up with him.

The election in November of 2010 will determine whether America dies or lives.  Simple as that.

My good friend John Colbert-R is running for Congress, in CA 29th District against the liberal incumbent Schiff who voted with King Obama, and would not answer one Health Care question asked at his Townhall.  Schiff is a fraud.  He doesn’t even live in his district.  I told John Colbert’s amazing wife Tamara that I would do anything to help John win.  He’s the cream of the crop!  He’s a genuine, honest non-politician.  He was a cop, and then he invented computer software that catches bad guys.  He sold his company for a lot of money and was living the American dream.  But when this King took over our freedom, John Colbert put his life of ease on hold to run for office and save our nation.  I am now doing phone calls for him. I am walking the Precinct.  I didn’t even know what that meant two months ago. 

My hero Nick Popaditch-R is running for House of Representatives in CA 51st District.  I met him at Troopathon.  He was muscular and had a black pirate patch over his eye. Now, being around Hollywood, one always assumes “fake.”  But, Nick handed me his book, “Once a Marine,” and after meeting his wife April, I slowly realized this was the real deal. I asked Nick to show me his eye.  He lifted the patch and there was a glass eyeball with the Marine symbol in the center.  I had never met a soldier who was wounded for me,  for my Freedom.This was my Soldier Awakening Moment. War is not a movie.  Real men die for us. Real men go to wars to keep the American Dream alive. They don’t argue over whether or not their President is good or not. They trust the American system and they fight for the civilian’s freedom, even those who do not notice their sacrifice. 

My new friend Steve Smith is running for Congress in the 31st district against an incumbent who voted for all of Obama’s socialism/communism.  We are working on a campaign song for him.

My other new friend Sharron Angle is in a very important race against the evil Harry Reid in Nevada.  I just donated. 

I’m praying for 140 days along with Rev. Charles Stanley who just suggested a country wide call to prayer for our country.

 As I said before, I don’t really like sunbathing.  I just have no work.  And, I thought it might make me look thinner.  I use the time to read and think and pray.  

I see a bee buzzing near me.  I shush him away. 

I see a king ruling over me.  I vote him away. 

I see the King watching over me.  I bow my head and pray.   

(Um…it’s not a sin to be sunbathing naked if no one but God is watching, right?)

I can’t keep up with him. 

There’s a strange, red bump inside my eyelid.
Scarlet is pregnant with my first grandchild. 

I can’t keep up with him. 

Teenager wants to move back to FL.
Three pimples are on my chin because I ate three potato chips yesterday. 

I can’t keep up with him. 

There is a bee hive under my roof.
There is a Communist Living in the White House. 

I can’t keep up with him. 

Every time I try to research his newest Communistic endeavor, he does a new one!  I just can’t keep up! 

With lightning speed he and his minions are setting fire to The Constitution, looting and pillaging the Court System, and hanging Abraham Lincoln from a tree! 

Every time I pass the TV I do a double take.  Fox News only.

CNN plays footage of oil soaked pelicans or Lindsey Lohan over and over and that’s it. The other networks play Mel Gibson’s voice mail and completely ignore the Voter Intimidation case where Black Panthers scream stuff about killing white people, crackers, and their babies.  Clinton and Obama are singing the praises of the late Senator Byrd, the KKK guy who hated black people.   Breitbart puts out the Sherrod video showing that “hate speech” goes both ways!  And, the media goes nuts!!

I just learned that Obama’s favorite book, Rules for Radicals, is dedicated to

Lucifer!!  Wow!  No wonder!   

Suing AZ to get Latin votes?!   

I can’t keep up with him! 

NASA’s new mission statement: forget the moon, be nice to Muslims?! ... What?!  

New 10% tax on tanning salons to pay for Obamacare?!  Next, it will be on…hair weaves…just to balance out the racial fairness?   Right?     

 I can’t keep up with him.

Another Spendulus to insure the destruction of the middle class?!

I can’t keep up with him 

….I was reading in 1 Samuel 8 how Israel wanted a king and God did not want them to have a human king.  God was the King of Israel.  He gave them The Ten Commandments and other super smart laws, like not eating pork (it was not sanitary) and getting circumcised (prevention of disease), and ”an eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth” (crime prevention).  God wanted people to obey Him because He is the smartest leader and loves us the most.  But, Israel wanted a king really, really bad. A human King. God relented. 

King Saul was elected. And it was bad for everyone. 

This reminds me of America.  When God was the King of America we were blessed.  Our founding fathers  built our country on the Judeo-Christian foundation of The Ten Commandments and the presence of no human King. The colonists were escaping the human king of England, seeking religious freedom and they set up our Government purposefully to prevent the corruption of power;  thus, the legislative, executive and judicial branches of Government – all balancing out one another.  No one man in charge.  No human king.  King God was engraved onto our money, put in our pledge, and carved into our buildings in Washington, D.C. 

But, as time went on, just like Israel, we gradually started to take His blessings for granted, and abandon His laws.  We kicked God out of the courts, the public school system, our families, and our personal lives.  So, now we had no King.  And we wanted a king really, really bad.  A human king.  God relented. 

King Obama was elected. And it was bad for everyone.

 I can’t keep up with him. 

I don’t really like sunbathing.  I just have no work.  And, I thought it might make me look thinner.  I use the time to read and think and pray.   

I see a bee buzzing near me. I shush him away.

I see a king ruling over me. I vote him away. 

I see the King watching over me. I bow my head and pray.   

(Um…it’s not a sin to be sunbathing naked if no one but God is watching, right?)

I felt like I’d just been punched in the face.

Is it a sin to watch the news? Maybe it’s okay to watch it, but not to talk about it.

I was sitting in the pew of my old church, sucking on a Coffee Nip, 30 calories, and mentally calculating my caloric intake of the day….so far, I had about 970 calories left for the day if I was to lose 20 pounds by…I focused on the sermon again.

The pastor said, “Okay…I’ll just come out and say it. (angry face) Instead of clicking a button and sending out some email information about the President…why don’t you spend 15 minutes praying for him?

He was looking right at me.

My mind shouted back at him, “Why can’t we do both?!”

I do both.

Are Christians allowed to read and think ? Or are we only allowed to pray?!

Now, when I say, “I’m mad at the Christians,” I include myself. I am a Christian. And, I must confess, if I am to be truthful, that…okay, I’ll just put it out there…the first time I ever voted I was forty something. There I said it. I know. It’s embarrassing. But I’m trying to make a point. It was the year Clinton said, “…that depends on the meaning of the word ‘is’.” I snapped. His adultery didn’t shock me so much. I had three preachers already who had done that. It was that haughty look, lack of shame, and zero repentance combined with that asinine sentence…the meaning of the word ‘is’ . That is what led me to the voting booth. I know. I’m sorry. Well, I always thought politics was for the middle age people. But then, one day, I was the middle age people.

So, I voted Clinton out. My vote counted. Bush won.

Back when I was 18 and first got the right to vote, I asked my Dad who I should vote for.

He said, “Anyone with an R next to their name.”

I said, “Why?”

He said, “They’re closest to the Bible.”

So, I voted for Richard Nixon, Ronald Reagan, and Ross Perot. No, just kidding.

I didn’t vote for anyone. I didn’t know how. I didn’t know where to go. I never saw a sign that said, “Vote Here.” I didn’t know how to “register” or even that I had to register. I didn’t know what the candidates stood for or how to find out. Word of mouth I guess, but no one I hung out with talked about politics, ever.

Al Franken told me once that his family discussed politics at the dinner table every night of his childhood. My family discussed the Bible every night at the dinner table. *Maybe that’s why the Liberals are running the country and not the Christians.

Also, Liberals consider Liberalism their religion. Therefore, they dedicate their souls to the State and we give our souls to Christ. But, I still don’t see why we can’t give our souls to God and our thoughts and energy to Him by being informed and involved in our culture, and keeping our freedoms protected and our country safe. I’m thinking, “Whatever your hand finds to do, do it with all your might.” (Ecclesiastes 9:10 ) So, I’m a U.S. citizen and I should be one with all my might. I should vote with all my might, which to me means be informed, be involved. “Go into all the world and preach the gospel.” (Mark 16:15) It doesn’t say ‘go into all the world, except the political world.’

We need candidates who represent what we believe in. Where will we find them? Look in the mirror.

In my 20’s, Reagan was President. I felt secure. I didn’t have to vote. The middle aged people had handled that for me. I did a handstand on the SNL Update desk to celebrate Reagan’s trip to Rejeivich. He went there, ended Communism, and tore down the Berlin Wall with his charm, courage and deployment of Pershing and cruise missiles in Europe. That’s my President. I am safe.

During my “SNL” years, I even did an Update piece on “Terrorists” but I made a big joke out of it. The word “Terrorist” meant nothing to me back then. I filmed my two year old swinging in the park on the Upper West Side and told Dennis Miller I was “looking for terrorists.” The joke was I was just using the news as an excuse to show home videos of my baby because I was a new, proud Mommy.

When I voted Clinton out, I forgot about politics for a while. The Bushes were in and I felt safe again. They knew the meaning of the word ‘is’.

Most of my pastors would not touch politics. I assumed they were afraid of losing their tax-exempt status and rightfully so. They are there to win souls, not pick presidents. But…

What if a fire is about to consume your neighbor’s house, are you supposed to just pray? or maybe pray and scream, “Fire! Fire!” and run over there and try to pull them out of the flames and save them…and their pets?

My friend Jimmy Labriola likes to say, “God Moves Mountains, But You Bring The Shovel.”

**It’s very interesting that Jewish synagogues and African American churches are saturated with political speech, but in evangelical churches it is strictly forbidden.

During the 2008 election, I asked a preacher relative of mine, “Why aren’t Christians getting involved in keeping this Marxist out of office? Don’t they know that in all Communist countries Christians are persecuted?”

He replied, “The church is supposed to win souls. Then, the people will vote the right way.”

I said, “Ooookaaay…but, I have a couple Christian friends who are voting the wrong way…

… And, you do realize that the Progressives consider your preaching “hate speech” , and there is a new law from Henry Waxman that could be “interpreted” in the liberally dominated courts to send you to jail for preaching the Bible.”

He shrugged.

He could get involved. But, no. Just shrug.

I have Congress on my speed dial now. Is that a sin?

I searched my soul. Jesus said all the commandments can be condensed into these two; “Love the Lord thy God with all thy heart, soul, and mind, and Love thy Neighbor as thyself.” ( Matthew 22:37-40 ) I think that means I should put God first and then, fight for my neighbors’ freedoms and protection, and help him out when he’s in a jam.

Proverbs 3:5-6: “…in all thy ways acknowledge Him and He shall direct thy paths.”

I try to do that:

I acknowledge Him in my stand up act.

I acknowledged Him in my recent college graduation.

I acknowledge Him in my political blogs.

I assumed that my fellow Christians were educating themselves along with me. They get Beck, Hannity, and Rush. They have brains. “The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom.” (Proverbs 1:7)

Alas, they were not.

I spoke at a Tea Party in the Bible belt, where I have many conservative Christian relatives. Not one came.

What gives?

“Evil succeeds when good men do nothing.” Christians WAKE UP!

One friend owns a restaurant chain. I asked him, “Doesn’t this Obamacare affect your business? In a bad way?

He replied, “Um…yeah, but that’s not for four years, right?!”

???!!! What?!

So, come on brothers and sisters, quit preaching to the choir and acting perfect in front of each other. Go out into the real world and preach the gospel in your schools, in your work, and in your vote.

That’s what Jesus would do.

Practicing Jew and brilliant thinker, Dennis Prager said on his radio show recently, “If we’re going to take our country back, the Christians are going to have to get involved.”

I interviewed a few Christian friends. I asked them why so many Christians are not involved. Their answers:

“Don’t let politics get in the way of your mission.”

“A political leader cannot change society, only a changed heart can. A heart changed by Christ.”

“Some people have the gift/talent of politics. Some people have the gift/talent of art, or singing, or business.”

“I’m afraid to get involved. I’ll probably get audited or something.”

“I don’t want to make enemies.”

“I’ll lose clients.”

“We are from another kingdom, not this one. We are not of this world.”

“It is the end times. Jesus is coming back soon. The death of America and a one world government is inevitable.”

Jesus is coming back but He doesn’t want us to sit by the window and wait. He wants us to live in the present. I’m thinking, show up at a Tea Party with Ephesians 6:12 on your poster. Call your Congressman and pray for them on the phone. Teach your children about the founding fathers and basic civics. Read the Constitution with them. Tell your Representative # 202-224-2131 that abortion is murder, and you don’t want your taxes funding it. Tell Reid, Pelosi and Boxer that you don’t want the government deciding whether or not you get chemotherapy when you have cancer. Support Sekulow and ACLJ. Call the FCC Complaint Line # 888-225-5322, press 1-3-0 to speak to someone. Tell them you want to keep your Freedom of Speech, and your Conservative and Christian radio. Call Diversity Czar Mark Lloyd, # 202-418-7390 and tell him that “diversity” means Christians and Conservatives are allowed to speak too. Contact the Media Research Center’s Free Speech Alliance. Watch Glenn Beck and Hannity. Compare them to Joy Behar and CNN. Who is lying? Seek the truth. I know we don’t have time. We are raising families and going to work and soccer games and church. But…

Life is a mission field. Politics is just one small slice of life. Waving the banner of Christ in the political arena is just as important as waving it on a mission trip to Mexico or Haiti, or waving it in a jungle in Africa.

Let’s put Jesus back into politics. He can fix it. He can fix anything. Luke 1:37.

Vicki: Mom, I just did a Tea Party speech in Washington, D.C.  I sang my song, “There’s a Communist Living in the White House!” 

Mom: Oh No!  I don’t want you to get shot! 

Vicki: You see what you just said?  That’s the problem.  “When the people fear the Government it’s Tyranny.  When the Government fears the people, it’s Liberty.”  Thomas Jefferson             

Mom: What?! 

Vicki: When Bush was President they called him horrible names, every day on TV; they even made a movie about him getting shot.  No one was afraid.  That was America; a rude, disrespectful, mean America, but a Free one.  Now, we are actually afraid of the Government, and… 

Mom: Let me get your Dad on the phone…JJJIIIMMM!! 

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My best friend called me today and said, “I just got a call from Homeland Security?!  They didn’t leave a message.  What’s that all about?” 

I said, “I don’t know.” 

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At the 9-12 Tea Party in Westwood, a nice couple sort of followed me to dinner and kind of followed me home.  I mean, I let them, but they kind of invited themselves, and they told me they were in the military!  I said, “Oh!  I love the military!  Tell me all about it!  You’re my heroes!”  They told me they were in “Intel” as in “Intelligence.”  I asked my husband what that meant and he said, “They are spies, Vicki.” 

Well, I have nothing to hide, so come on in.  But, it’s still strange. 

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My gym, LA Fitness quit playing Fox News on the overhead TV’s about a month ago.  I called the LA Fitness International Headquarters in Irvine, phone # 949-255-7200, and I was told that they have a cheaper cable plan that does not include Fox News.  Hmm.  So now we are all forced to watch the Liberal/Progressive News Channels?  We aren’t even allowed our one, little, partially-Conservative Channel?  The airports only play CNN – the Progressive Propaganda Channel.  Now, my gym.  Next, my home? 

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Need I mention FlagAtWhiteHouseDotGov?  Last year, we were asked to turn in our friends and relatives who did not agree with Obamacare - report them to flag@whitehouse.gov.  I reported myself twice.  I was shocked and angered at the sheer audacity of an American administration that would do such a Communistic gesture!  This slick attempt at the government control of our thoughts, quickly disappeared.  Maybe the powers-that-be realized they were pushing the Communist agenda a little too quickly.

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All around me I can feel my Freedom disappearing, and there are still people who are not paying attention.  The Cubans are paying attention. 

Tonight at my local Tea Party, I was sitting next to a Cuban couple.  I asked them about the Peter Pan Program. (pedropan.org)  They knew what I was talking about. I first heard of it April 15, 2010, from a Cuban stranger right after I had finished my Tea Party Express Tax Rally speech at Freedom Plaza in Washington, D.C. 

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In my speech, I had mentioned Cuba:  ”I know a little about Communism.  I grew up in Miami.  (The crowd laughed.)  During my childhood, my town turned into Cuba.  (The crowd chuckled.)  Cubans were risking their lives coming to America for Freedom on rafts.  (The crowd got silent.)  When I was 15, I dated a boy named Angel Otero.  I asked him where his father was. 

     He said, “He’s in a jail in Cuba.”

     I said, “Why?”

     He said, “Because he resisted Communism.”

(The crowd was very silent.)  I continued, “Then, I asked my neighbor once, “What was it like to grow up in a Communist country?”

She said, “I’ll tell you what it’s like.  The children in kindergarten are told to bow their heads, close their eyes, pray to God and ask Him for candy.  When they open their eyes, there is no candy there.  Then, they are told to bow their heads, close their eyes and ask Castro for candy.  When they open their eyes, there is candy there.”

I then continued my Washington D.C. speech, “I can smell Communism sneaking into my country.  Obama is promising people free stuff so they’ll vote for him.  50% of Americans pay taxes.  The other 50% do not pay taxes.  The 50% who do not pay taxes voted for him.  And, they don’t care if he raises taxes, because they’re not paying any anyway!  (The crowd cheered in agreement.) 

After my speech, I was told that a man was waiting to speak with me by the roped off area.  I went to him.  He was a handsome, older gentleman with a thick Cuban accent.  He grasped my hand, and said, “Thank you so much for mentioning Cuba.”  Tears started to fall down his face.  He said, “When Castro took over, I was ripped away from my family and sent to an orphanage in America.”  He told me that his family had initially supported Castro because they were promised freedom and democracy, but soon after Castro got into power he took over health care and the media and then everything.  I grabbed my video camera and asked the man to repeat his story.  

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After the last Tea Party on Tax Day, my last night in Washington, D.C., I wearily shuffled down the street with my teenage daughter, my flags, bags, and cameras, and my friend Chris.  We were exhausted but high on the fumes of FREEDOM.  We were not alone.  There were millions, like us, who had not been duped by this arrogant ‘drunk- with- power’ administration. We caught a taxi. 

Our taxi driver spoke in a thick Indian (from India) accent, “Where have you been?”

I responded, “The Tea Party!”

He didn’t say anything pro or con, so my curiosity asked him, “What do you think of Obama?”

He began gushing his disdain for the policies of the current administration.  We spoke about the surge of government control, the irresponsible spending, the rising taxes which will cripple small business, destroy the middle class, and collapse our already weak economy, the lies, elitism, disappearing Freedom…and the hope of the November election.  We got to the hotel and began disembarking the taxi.  I fumbled for my money.

Standing in the middle of the dark street, a street lamp lighting his face, the Indian taxi driver said, “It reminds me of the story of Shadrach, Meshach, and Abed-Nego…”

I interrupted him excitedly, “I was just telling my daughter that yesterday!  Shadrach, Meshach, and…”  It’s the story in Daniel 3 where Nebuchadnezzar, the king of Babylon, around 605 B.C., required every citizen to bow down and worship a golden image or they would be cast into the burning, fiery furnace.  Three men refused to bow to the image, saying, “We do not serve your gods, nor will we worship the gold image which you have set up.”  They were placed in the fiery furnace to die.  Strangely, they did not burn, and a fourth man appeared in the fire with them.  Nebuchadnezzar said, “Look!  I see four men loose, walking in the midst of the fire; and they are not hurt, and the form of the fourth is like the Son of God.”

Lately these days, the story of Shadrach, Meshach, and Abed-Nego often pops into my head.  As a child, I wondered if I would have the guts to do what they did.

As the Indian taxi driver moved my last bag to the sidewalk, he looked me in the eye and said, “I would die for Jesus.”  Our eyes teared up.  I said, “Me too.”  We hugged.  Stranger to stranger.  As he got in his car he shouted, “I will see you soon” and he pointed to the sky. 

These are the times we are living in. 

I’ve been thinking. Christian martyrs are different than Muslim suicide bombers.  For one thing, Christian martyrs are murdered, they don’t commit suicide.  And secondly, they don’t take innocent victims with them.

If we lose our freedom to worship, and Castro and his brother are finally dead, maybe us Americans will be the ones risking our lives on rafts to get to Cuba for freedom.  Wait a minute… why am I even thinking this stuff? 

These are the times we are living in.

These are the times we are living in.

Happy mayhem surrounds Sarah Palin.  Pushing, snapping, hugging.  I couldn’t get near her if I tried, so I just stood in the back watching the circus.  At one point, I couldn’t resist, while she was signing Ron Rivoli’s guitar, I reached out my arm through the crowd and touched her red jacket with my finger!

I spent one week on the Tea Party Express’s three week bus tour across the country.  In each city from Searchlight to Sioux St. Marie to Washington D.C., this great group of patriots and I were received by throngs of loving, passionate Americans who share our concern about the TYRANNY that has hijacked our government.  It’s amazing how many different creative, original ways that FREEDOM can be expressed.  The signs were hilarious and righteous.  Lots of smiling, singing, and photographs.

There were a few protesters on the outskirts of our rallies, but I only saw one up close.  In Albany, NY standing next to a statue of George Washington was an angry black woman holding a sign that said, “Yes, We Can.”  She looked very angry.  The media was on her like flies.  They got shots of our Tea Party crowd with her in the foreground.  I was asked to pose next to her for a group shot.  I kept glancing at her face.  It takes a lot of energy to keep a frown that long.  Finally, I asked her, “Why are you so angry?”  She whipped her head around,  her eyes on fire with hate, and snarled, “Don’t talk to me, Whitey.”  I walked away slowly, wondering why she was so mad at me.

I suspect she doesn’t like white people.

I used to think that black people didn’t like me because of the slavery thing a hundred years ago.  But, I just learned from Lloyd Marcus’ book “Confessions of a Black Conservative” that blacks are taught since the day they are born that “Whitey is keeping them down.”  No wonder why she hates me.  She doesn’t know it is a Liberal lie.

In Lloyd Marcus’ book he talks about growing up in the “projects.”  He says that his family moved into a brand new building that within two years was filthy and dangerous.  Lloyd says, “All I kept hearing from the majority of adults was that everything was the ‘white man’s fault.’  Even at the tender age of nine, I sarcastically thought to myself, ‘How can we stop these evil white people from sneaking in here at night, peeing in the stairwell, leaving broken wine bottles on the ground, smashing the light bulbs, and attacking people.’”

He explains that the “liberal cradle-to-grave government dependency programs kill incentive and ultimately hurt people.  Meanwhile, Conservatism is branded as mean and heartless.  What is ultimately heartless is an ideology that enslaves people in a system that rewards sloth and discourages achievement.”

Lloyd continues to explain that he has “witnessed the devastating effect of liberalism in his own family.”  He writes, “My forty-something drug addicted cousin is a serial ‘impregnator’ with several out of wedlock children.  And yet, he enjoys a new townhouse, food stamps, free health care, and methadone all funded by working taxpayers.  In essence, the government is enabling and funding my cousin’s irresponsible life-style.”

On the Tea Party Express Bus, there was an NBC reporter filming us for a Dateline Tea Party story.   We were weary and stinky from days on the road.  Richie, the young, handsome reporter asked us to discuss the racism charges brought against the Tea Party movement.  I mumbled that I wouldn’t waste my breath replying to that accusation.  The Progressives are just worried that the November election is going to be a Conservative Victory.  Racism… pretty lame if you ask me.  My teenage daughter is on the front of the bus flirting with David, a black teenager:

His black father William is sitting near me sleeping.  Reporter Richie keeps bringing up the race thing, for over an hour.  Finally, I explode, “The President is a Racist!  The “police acted stupidly” comment Obama made about the Crowley-Gates affair was the most racist thing I have heard in a long time.  And shame on the President for purposefully stirring up racial conflict!  It popped out of his mouth at the end of a health care speech when he was off Teleprompter!  Oops!  His Jeremiah Wright training leaking out!”  I immediately realized I’d given the NBC guy the fodder he was after.   I was caught in a tired moment and I didn’t even have my make-up on.  Well… Obama is a racist, but I don’t want to be involved in childish tit-for-tat whining.

I just want my country to be FREE.

When Richie the reporter switched buses, I went back to my meandering on the past days’ events.  After giving short speeches and singing my uke songs in each city, I was getting better at it.  Politics is all new to me, remember.  Boston and D.C. would be the final stops.  In Boston, after I had touched Sarah’s jacket with my finger, I had gone back to watching her talk to her fans when suddenly Sarah had turned around and our eyes met.  She did a double take and said, “Oh!  I love you!”  She hugged me and then she said, “Thanks for all you’re doing.  I want your autograph!”

For the rest of the day I was speechless with a dumb grin on my face…

…Except when I had to give my speech.  I channeled Sarah and it went well:

You should have heard the crowd!  (They weren’t miked.) They were awesome.  Wow.  And…

I met Sarah Palin.