DINNER WITH THE PRESIDENT: A MODERN DAY PARABLE
Dinner With The President
A Parable...and a good read!
There was some talk that my industry was being scrutinized by the Obama Administration, but I paid it no mind. I live in a free country.
There's nothing that the government can do to me if I've broken no laws. My wealth was earned honestly, and an invitation to dinner with an American President is an honor.
We sat across from each other at a table draped in white linen. The Great Seal was embossed on the china. Uniformed staff served our dinner.
It was just a dinner roll. "Of course," I concluded, and reached for my glass.
Before I could touch the glass, however, another waiter reached forward, took the glass away and swallowed the wine in a single gulp.
The President is testing my compassion, I thought. I will play along. I don't want to seem unkind.
Obviously I had been invited to the White House to be sport for some game. I reached for my coat, to find that it had been taken. I turned back to the President.
I wanted to shout- - - That was my coat! But again, I looked at the placid smiling face of my host and decided I was being a poor sport. I spread my hands helplessly and chuckled.
Then I felt my hip pocket and realized my wallet was gone. I excused myself and walked to a phone on an elegant side table.
I learned shortly that my credit cards had been maxed out, my bank accounts emptied, my retirement and equity portfolios had vanished, and my wife had been thrown out of our home.
Apparently, the waiters and their families were moving in.
The President hadn't moved or spoken as I learned all this, but finally I lowered the phone into its cradle and turned to face him.
The President cheerfully cut his meat, ate his steak and drank his wine. I lowered my eyes and stared at the small grey circles on the tablecloth that were water drops.
I thought of the years behind me, of the life I had lived. The life I had earned with a lifetime of work, risk and struggle. Why was I punished? How had I allowed it to be taken? What game had I played and lost?
I looked across the table and noticed with some surprise that there was no game board between us.
File a criminal complaint naming OBAMA/SOETORO in commission of TREASON.
Become the forcing function that effects OBAMA/SOETORO's arrest and prosecution.
Then see to it that OBAMA/SOETORO is as severely punished as OUR CONSTITUTION provides.
Then see to it OBAMA/SOETORO's criminal assistants suffer the same fate.
Then see to the restoration of the Constitution.
It's sitting right there in front of you on the table!
WHAT ARE YOU PREPARED TO DO?
Thanks to Sher Zieve for the Parable and image
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