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This Is What Huckabee Would Do

My comment on Huffington Post to:    “Mike Huckabee Doubles Down On Controversial Kennedy Comments”

I saw Huckabee make his comments and I was totally disgusted and turned him off right after he said Obama plan would have sent the Senator home with a pill. I guess in his own twisted mind his comments were a compliment to the Senator, but I felt it was both disrespectful to Senator Kennedy and President Obama.

If we apply the Republican standards for comments I think Mike Huckabee should apologize, because a large group of people are outraged and offended by his comments. I know he will not because the Republicans don’t apologize, it’s seems to be a belief in the party that everyone should apologize when they make an innocent comment. The Republicans have a habit of seizing upon comments made by Democrats and their supporters, taking one or two words and twisting them to imply something totally different than what was intended by the speaker and demanding an apology. They crazy thing is they usually get it, this has been tested and proven. When John Kerry made his comments about the troops during his presidential campaign, when they used the Rev. Wright tapes against Obama, When Obama said “bitter and cling to guns”, when Obama said the police behaved “stupidly”, any little thing they want to take out of context.
(posted on Huffington Post, below is what I could not post)

I am not a Democrat or Republican, I am not even a citizen of this country yet, but I have lived and worked here for over thirty years. I grew up here coming when I was seven years old. I have paying taxes since I started working at the age of sixteen, so I think I can comment about what is happening in our country. I did donate to Obama and was a volunteer for his campaign. The decision made by the politicians affect my life in many ways, and I think the Republicans are just rude and their philosophy frightens me. I do not want to see them have the kind of power they have had for the past 25 years and I am patiently waiting for the Republican era to come to an end.

Mike Huckabee is a poor excuse for a Christian, and unfortunately he has an audience, because there is a certain charm about him. But he is really a charlatan. He is deceitful in his presentation of the healthcare issue, and Obama proposed plan. His lies to willful deception shows he is not a true follower of the teachings of Jesus, his comments just exposed his hypocrisy, a common theme among Republicans.

Why wouldn’t Mike Huckabee want universal healthcare for all Americans, I am not a Christian, but I was raised in the Christian faith, I know a little about Jesus, and I think Jesus would want healthcare for all Americans. The bible says Jesus healed the sick so I think he thought the sick should not be scorned, or refused help for their ailments. Huckabee needs to read his bible and stop spreading misinformation and hate.

Huckabee is a poor excuse for a Christian, and unfortunately he has an audience, because there is a certain charm about him. But he is really a charlatan. He is deceitful in his presentation of the healthcare issue, and Obama proposed plan. His lies to willful deception shows he is not a true follower of the teachings of Jesus, his comments just exposed his hypocrisy, a common theme among Republicans.

Why wouldn’t Mike Huckabee want universal healthcare for all Americans, I am not a Christian, but I was raised in the Christian faith, I know a little about Jesus, and I think Jesus would want healthcare for all Americans. The bible says Jesus healed the sick so I think he thought the sick should not be scorned, or refused help for their ailments. Huckabee needs to read his bible and stop spreading misinformation and hate.

Huffington post article:      http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2009/08/31/huckabee-doubles-down-on_n_272908.html

A Total Change

So I decided to do it. Ever since I was a little girl I dreamed about writing, I remember writing my first book when I was about fourteen years old. It was a teen romance novel. I can remember being so proud of it, passing it around the community not really understanding what I had done but proud still. Well I ended up losing track of that first book, so I started a second one. It was called “Growing Pains” my own take on growing up as a teenager in the Bronx and clearly borrowing from the popular television show of the day. I was still proud of it and worked on it daily. I never finished that book because I left it while in Jamaica on vacation. I would never see that book again either, but I still dreamed.

My desire to write and express myself felt natural to me; I was always the outspoken child, the one who always had a question, the one who thought too much about things. People often said why you can’t just be like everyone else and stop asking so many questions. I just couldn’t. It was in the DNA. I was raised in the church, we went every Sunday. Saturdays were choir rehearsal, but looking deeper I was able to find contradictions to everything I was being taught. I started asking questions and was rebuffed and told it was just like that. Interesting. It was in those early days that I began to get my nickname “trouble”.

The thing was being so young I did not comprehend that “trouble” to some meant questioning the status quo, or that it meant questioning what was happening in my own home. I thought trouble meant bad, so then I thought I was bad, and I started to live out my nickname. I became trouble. Trouble dropped out of high school, trouble also had a baby as a teenager. Desperately looking for what I lacked at home, I fell into the arms of men looking for what I had seen on television, my knight in shining armor. Mr. Tall dark and handsome, Mr. Right—yes all the clichés. When I couldn’t find that I thought a baby would answer my need to feel wanted and loved and at least would have a man with it. Well neither worked in my case and I was left to raise a child on my own. It was a harsh reality, but it became my life.

Now instead of living out my dream, I had to become responsible, no one would let me forget that I had a child to feed and how could I forget there she was staring at me with those beautiful eyes. All she wanted was someone to take care of her, thing is so did I. I was a broken little birdie, but I had a chick of my own and I was determined to rise to the challenge, so I got a job. Yes, a job. That became my focus, making money. Making money, how can I make it rich quick? I thought of the many ways, rob a bank, work for a rich person, invent something, marry a rich person, and win the lottery. I thought winning the lottery was my best chance so I started to play.

Well after about a month and I didn’t win, I figured I might not get rich that way. So I focused on working, and after I got fired from that first job I focused on getting another job. But I also remember taking my income tax check and investing in a computer, now why had I done that? I couldn’t even type, but Trouble liked to read and ask questions. It was the dream again there lurking in the back ground, ever darting it troublesome head. So when I got fired from my second job I decided to go to school. I weighed all the career paths, doctor, nurse, lawyer, executive, business person. I liked to watch congressional hearings, and political conventions…it was all very fascinating it I began to develop an interest in government and how it affected lives of people. I wanted to learn the more about civil rights, Africa, Queen Elizabeth, Hannibal, Caesar, and Malcolm X. I wanted to read Shakespeare, Nietzsche and Kant. I wanted to sculpt clay, take pictures, my interest were vast and divers–I did not want to reject any subject except math.

When in school I joined student government and found my voice as an activist, I had gotten bit, and I liked it. We lobbied and rallied Giuliani, Cuomo, and Clinton. I wanted to give voice to the inner-city youth, the single mother, the immigrant, the student. After school I wanted to now go out into the community and do good works. That’s where I was hit with reality. I wasn’t ready for reality. I learned how territorial non-for-profit can be. That sometimes even people claiming to do good can be misguided, myself included. Again I focused on working and making money, forget about the good of the nation, the world or even your community…just think about yourself and the mouth you had to feed.

I was stunned along with the nation at the 2000 election results, and after the verdict handed down by the Supreme Court I was left thinking I might as well just do what is expected so I faded into the background and left school and got another job. Yes, another job. I geared up for the next round and in 2004 I resigned to the fact that I was just going to work a job and retire in about twenty years. I worked that job for eight years. Staying at a job eight years I thought that was a great accomplishment, but what happened to me during those eight years was not so great. I gained about forty pounds. I started to write but again never finished, I started real estate and gave up, I quit smoking and gave up, I fell in love and gave up, I almost just gave up. Something kept propelling me forward somehow, it kept me trying new things, it kept me dreaming and thinking I could actually accomplish something.

Well in light of the recent events in the country I did something that some may think is totally crazy. I left my secure job and decided live the life I always envisioned for myself. I WANT TO BE A BLOGGER!! Crazy, huh—yeah, and in this economy. So far everyone thinks I’m nuts except the little baby from twenty years ago. Why now? Well I figured why not, I can’t think of a better time to try change…

How could I sit it out with the Obamas in the White House, the media out of control and Bloomberg trying to weasel his way into another third term I feel the urge again, that urge to add my voice to the dialogue, my urge to ask questions, and take things a little deeper. Who knows where the day might take me or what the question may be but the thrill is in finding the answer. Everyone wants to know the plan, they want me to be exact but I don’t know exactly what will evolve I only have a plan of not giving up and continuing to move at least one step forward. Sort of how the media is hounding Obama for specifics about the direct impact stimulus will have on Mary Jane living on Willoughby Street. Sometimes we don’t know the detailed outcome, but what we do know is we want to do something and are willing to take on the challenge. So here is to change, hope and challenge and here comes the Pollitikat, to some that might mean “trouble”. I hope you take time to read some of my previous post

On the ground in Pennsylvania with the Pollitikat

Its day two for the Pollitikat in PA. I am on the ground and blogging from the headquarters in Philadelphia. Today I canvassed what felt like the entire north Philly area. Many Obama supporters there. I worked out the the office in Girard near Broad street. If you are in Philly you should walk over to help out, we need you.I continue to believe that Obama will take Philly and Pennsylvania, I continue to have hope, because I believe in the man, the mission and the message. Despite what all the pundants are saying I think Barack will WIN here. There is no way for the polls to capture what is happening on the ground. While out canvassing today I ran into very few undecided and very few Hillary supporters. I can honestly say that Pennsylvania is FIRED UP!!. I ran into university student and veterans all for Barack. My most interesting contact today was with a white man from Bucks county. Well he was very warm, and although he was undecided, he was excited to see the campaign comming through. He seemed so genuine in his interest in what was going on I almost cried right there. I managed to hold it together to tell him we need to win Bucks county so if he could talk to all his friends and remember to bring them out to the polls on tuesday. Tomorrow will be another day and boy am I ready to go get out the vote. I also ran into many New Yorkers and people from all over the country who made the trip to PA just to show their love and support for this candidate. Its morning in America again.
This is day three for the Pollitikat on the ground in PA. After a late nite labeling door hangers today I started out early hanging signs reminding people where to vote tomorrow. After we drove around in the sound truck pumping Will-I-Am’s “yes we can” through the streets of center city and northern Philly. We got many shouts of “Obama” and “yes we can” as we drove by from all kinds of people.

This afternoon was particularly interesting as we staged a visibility presence across from a bunch of Hillary supporters. When we came out (followed by the media of course) the Hillary supporters decided to get bigger signs. Well we called for backup and they showed up in force. Eventually we had several corners covered.

If I was to conduct a snap poll on the amount of cars that drove by with Obama signs, and honking their horns there is no doubt in my mind that we will win PA. The response was outrageous, the Hillary supporters got so frustrated by the level of attention we were getting they packed up and left. Victory!!!

The level of energy has been intense all day here at the headquarters, a constant heavy stream of volunteers have been showing up at all the offices throughout the city. Our ground force is really aweswome guys, but Im sure many of you already know that.
Tomorrow is d-day, and we are prepared for the battle. I continue to believe that Barack is going to win. YES WE CAN

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