Friday, August 1, 2008

The Pilgrimage of the Dalai Bama

There are many reasons why I will not and never would vote for the Barack Obama, praise be to his name, but there is one particularly disturbing reason that stands out above the rest: the religious fascination and obsession with the Dalai Bama.

And yes, I do mean religious in every sense of the world. The Dalai Bama, has cultivated an irrational and zealous following of believers who have cast aside all reason and logic to follow and worship, yes worship, himself, Barack Obama. It would be laughably ridiculous if it wasn't so disgusting and if it didn't potentially affect the greatest nation in the world, and my home country.

If you do not believe me about the religious movement and Messianic reverence and adoration of the holy Dalai Bama, the three videos I am posting here will illustrate it. Women have fainted over hearing this man speak. The media has never been as loyally dedicated and biased toward a single presidential candidate in all of history. The typical Obama supporter cannot even elaborate or give a coherent explanation as to why they believe Obama should be president and why he is so wonderful. They just know it and believe it by pure blind faith and emotion.

You might argue that just because the Dalai Bama has a bunch of stupid nutcases supporting him (and associated with him) does not disqualify him as an efficient leader or as a good man. This is true, however, if Obama were a good man and indeed, the humble Christian that he makes himself out to be, then he would make a conscious effort to denounce the people who are calling him the Messiah and savior and point them to the true Savior, Jesus Christ. But no, the Dalai Bama (may his name forever be praised) not only condones such worship, he revels and delights in it, capitalizing on every opportunity that he can to enhance his personal image and benevolence. Obama has got to be the most conceited and arrogant politician I have ever seen. This is a man who would rather show off how often he works out at the gym than visit injured troops. This is a man who pretends to be like a Jew at the Wailing Wall and deliberately leaves a prayer on a piece of paper in the wall so that the world can see what kind of godly and reverent man he is! It has been my observation that whenever a liberal tries to be religious, it's cool, but if a conservative expresses his or her religiosity, he or she is a fundamentalist bigoted psychopath. Funny how that works.

Here is a very clever video featuring Gerard Baker reading an absolutely brilliant satirical piece he wrote regarding the holy pilgrimage of the savior Obama. This actually made me laugh.

And it came to pass, in the eighth year of the reign of the evil Bush the Younger (The Ignorant), when the whole land from the Arabian desert to the shores of the Great Lakes had been laid barren, that a Child appeared in the wilderness.

The Child was blessed in looks and intellect. Scion of a simple family, offspring of a miraculous union, grandson of a typical white person and an African peasant. And yea, as he grew, the Child walked in the path of righteousness, with only the occasional detour into the odd weed and a little blow.

When he was twelve years old, they found him in the temple in the City of Chicago, arguing the finer points of community organization with the Prophet Jeremiah and the Elders. And the Elders were astonished at what they heard and said among themselves: “Verily, who is this Child that he opens our hearts and minds to the audacity of hope?”

In the great Battles of Caucus and Primary he smote the conniving Hillary, wife of the deposed King Bill the Priapic and their barbarian hordes of Working Class Whites.

And so it was, in the fullness of time, before the harvest month of the appointed year, the Child ventured forth - for the first time - to bring the light unto all the world.

He travelled fleet of foot and light of camel, with a small retinue that consisted only of his loyal disciples from the tribe of the Media. He ventured first to the land of the Hindu Kush, where the

Taleban had harboured the viper of al-Qaeda in their bosom, raining terror on all the world.

And the Child spake and the tribes of Nato immediately loosed the Caveats that had previously bound them. And in the great battle that ensued the forces of the light were triumphant. For as long as the Child stood with his arms raised aloft, the enemy suffered great blows and the threat of terror was no more.

From there he went forth to Mesopotamia where he was received by the great ruler al-Maliki, and al-Maliki spake unto him and blessed his Sixteen Month Troop Withdrawal Plan even as the imperial warrior Petraeus tried to destroy it.

And lo, in Mesopotamia, a miracle occurred. Even though the Great Surge of Armour that the evil Bush had ordered had been a terrible mistake, a waste of vital military resources and doomed to end in disaster, the Child's very presence suddenly brought forth a great victory for the forces of the light.

And the Persians, who saw all this and were greatly fearful, longed to speak with the Child and saw that the Child was the bringer of peace. At the mention of his name they quickly laid aside their intrigues and beat their uranium swords into civil nuclear energy ploughshares.

From there the Child went up to the city of Jerusalem, and entered through the gate seated on an ass. The crowds of network anchors who had followed him from afar cheered “Hosanna” and waved great palm fronds and strewed them at his feet.

In Jerusalem and in surrounding Palestine, the Child spake to the Hebrews and the Arabs, as the Scripture had foretold. And in an instant, the lion lay down with the lamb, and the Israelites and Ishmaelites ended their long enmity and lived for ever after in peace.

As word spread throughout the land about the Child's wondrous works, peoples from all over flocked to hear him; Hittites and Abbasids; Obamacons and McCainiacs; Cameroonians and Blairites.

And they told of strange and wondrous things that greeted the news of the Child's journey. Around the world, global temperatures began to decline, and the ocean levels fell and the great warming was over.

The Great Prophet Al Gore of Nobel and Oscar, who many had believed was the anointed one, smiled and told his followers that the Child was the one generations had been waiting for.

And there were other wonderful signs. In the city of the Street at the Wall, spreads on interbank interest rates dropped like manna from Heaven and rates on credit default swaps fell to the ground as dead birds from the almond tree, and the people who had lived in foreclosure were able to borrow again.

Black gold gushed from the ground at prices well below $140 per barrel. In hospitals across the land the sick were cured even though they were uninsured. And all because the Child had pronounced it.

And this is the testimony of one who speaks the truth and bears witness to the truth so that you might believe. And he knows it is the truth for he saw it all on CNN and the BBC and in the pages of The New York Times.

Then the Child ventured forth from Israel and Palestine and stepped onto the shores of the Old Continent. In the land of Queen Angela of Merkel, vast multitudes gathered to hear his voice, and he preached to them at length.

But when he had finished speaking his disciples told him the crowd was hungry, for they had had nothing to eat all the hours they had waited for him.

And so the Child told his disciples to fetch some food but all they had was five loaves and a couple of frankfurters. So he took the bread and the frankfurters and blessed them and told his disciples to feed the multitudes. And when all had eaten their fill, the scraps filled twelve baskets.

Thence he travelled west to Mount Sarkozy. Even the beauteous Princess Carla of the tribe of the Bruni was struck by awe and she was great in love with the Child, but he was tempted not.

On the Seventh Day he walked across the Channel of the Angles to the ancient land of the hooligans. There he was welcomed with open arms by the once great prophet Blair and his successor, Gordon the Leper, and his successor, David the Golden One.

And suddenly, with the men appeared the archangel Gabriel and the whole host of the heavenly choir, ranks of cherubim and seraphim, all praising God and singing: “Yes, We Can.”

And speaking of "Yes We Can," that is the name of Boy George's latest hymn to the almighty Dalai Bama.

If you've ever listened to contemporary Christian music or been in any mainstream church that embraces modern style worship, you will note how similar Boy George's song is to the kind of songs played during worship sessions. It has a very upbeat, uplifting tune. But the lyrics are appalling.

Since when does Obama have the power or ability to forgive people for their sins or their lack of faith? And how will Obama lead us to the Promised Land? I thought those were things only God did/could do. This is disgusting.

Normally I would never go this far, but I have to say that no Christian should vote for Obama because it is a sin. In addition to his disastrous policies, this man deceives people and leads them to worship a false good, a false savior, and false idols. He advocates the sacrifice of unborn children and the sacrifice of our money, through the enormous increase of our tax dollars, to himself. This man is not the Anointed One. He is not divine. He is not God. No politician, whether liberal or conservative, Republican or Democrat, religious or non-religious, is the solution to our problems. There is only one solution to humanity's state of sin and suffering and only one way to heal this nation: Christ.

The current state of America is profoundly sad. Despite all the hatred there is directed towards Christians, people are desperately thirsty and yearning for a savior. People want hope. They want something to believe in and something to worship. They want Jesus and they don't even know it. They think He is the enemy, but He is, in fact, what their hearts truly desire.