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Wednesday, September 25, 2013

The Reason Ted Cruz May Never Be POTUS (A Case for Courage)

I had a dream. I’m lying in a field of daisies, the sun high as wispy-white clouds drift lightly in the pale blue sky, and a tender breeze blows across my balding pate.

In the distance, just over the hilltop I hear a sound… it’s a beautiful noise. It started in low… then it started to grow.

It goes something like this, “I do not like green eggs and ham, I do not like them, Sam I am…” and continues, “Would you like them in a boat? Would you like them with a goat?”

As I lie listening in the downy field, the words creep into my spirit until I can no longer contain my emotion! I arise and leap for joy, crying out as I spring through the air, “FREEDOM!” I declare with all that’s within me, “FREEEEDOOOOMMM!!!”

And then I awoke… To the harsh reality that the phrase best describing Washington is, “It is what it is”.

As I read the headlines all across social media and Conservative media, and as I look at the man, Senator Ted Cruz filibustering at the podium for hours on end defending the American people from an out-of-control Government, I marvel at his devotion and I’m amazed at his steadfastness.

Unfortunately, I’m equally ashamed. Ashamed at how few of our elected officials actually give a damn about the reasons they were elected and the people they were chosen to represent.

For what it’s worth, there’s probably a coat-closet crammed with a handful of true Conservative representatives in DC longing for the opportunity to come out of the closet. But either power, money, or the threat of discovery keeps them hanging on the rack for fear the gravy train will leave the station without them. But, alas… the table is set and there were no invitations sent to the unbelievers.


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I had a dream. I’m lying in a field of daisies, the sun high as wispy-white clouds drift lightly in the pale blue sky, and a tender breeze blows across my balding pate.

In the distance, just over the hilltop I hear a sound… it’s a beautiful noise. It started in low… then it started to grow.
It goes something like this, “I do not like green eggs and ham, I do not like them, Sam I am…” and continues, “Would you like them in a boat? Would you like them with a goat?”
As I lie listening in the downy field, the words creep into my spirit until I can no longer contain my emotion! I arise and leap for joy, crying out as I spring through the air, “FREEDOM!” I declare with all that’s within me, “FREEEEDOOOOMMM!!!”
And then I awoke… To the harsh reality that the phrase best describing Washington is, “It is what it is”.
As I read the headlines all across social media and Conservative media, and as I look at the man, Senator Ted Cruz filibustering at the podium for hours on end defending the American people from an out-of-control Government, I marvel at his devotion and I’m amazed at his steadfastness.
Unfortunately, I’m equally ashamed. Ashamed at how few of our elected officials actually give a damn about the reasons they were elected and the people they were chosen to represent.
For what it’s worth, there’s probably a coat-closet crammed with a handful of true Conservative representatives in DC longing for the opportunity to come out of the closet. But either power, money, or the threat of discovery keeps them hanging on the rack for fear the gravy train will leave the station without them. But, alas… the table is set and there were no invitations sent to the unbelievers.

Read more at http://theblacksphere.net/2013/09/reason-ted-cruz-will-never-potus-case-courage/#mjrs1djCeIA76351.99

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