Hiding Behind the Time-Buying FBI Investigation

The Univision Session grilled the Occupant of the Oval Office with more professionalism than the entire American Media, and each time I hear a Chuck Todd or a Juan Williams dismiss a Republican comment or Candidate's "timing" I am close to demanding a demonstration in front of the headquarters of the Associated Press CALLING FOR THE FIRINGS of those assholes.

Buck McKeon (R-CA) is on Fox News urging the President to

• Spend some time in Washington
• Have his briefings that are available
• Have some Cabinet meetings
• Do the things that a Commander In Chief should be doing, rather than travelling around the money circuits to raise money for four more years of WHAT?
• It would be good if he did "a little bit" of what he's being paid to do.

McKeon is Chairman of the Armed Services Committee and represents a California District that encompasses several military bases and has demonstrated a capacity to exert pressure that rivals anything the Chicago Mob deploys.  In representing his district, McKeon - like Obama - talks one game and votes another.  It would appear that the battle for which the Obama Administration has spoiled is upon them.  The "pressure" is evidenced by the stupidity and cross-messaging coming out of the White House in the aftermath of the Embassy-closing violence in Muslim countries.

Again, we who would work at our chosen pursuits to the best of our ability, are de-railed.  As cooperators in Peace-keeping, we find ourselves commandeered as resources, obstructed from pursuit of happiness by these combatants.  It makes me wonder how the Public Service Unions can routinely blackmail the taxpayers for raises while the rest of us can't find decent jobs.  These "professionals" continue to enjoy the routine of going to work, doing their jobs, getting their paychecks and living their lives, with annual pressures applied to those who pay these tabs in the interest of preserving basic services.

Yet, from these favored professions, We, the People, are not in the reciprocal balance enjoying any kind of respect for the contributions WE make in patience.  As I recall, a school teacher is not expected to work under the strife imposed by troublesome students.  Policies intended to preserve the order in the classroom allow teachers to do their jobs.  The contemporary "schools" of academic design have yet to publish a concept that affords the rest of us a semblence of order in which to conduct OUR business.  We find ourselves under unrelenting pressure from our creditors, public service providers demanding money, contrived news broadcasts manufacturing distractions to avoid the common sense questions Americans are thinking.  So I retreated as far as I could from the aggression and, only after being written off as "subdued" and under control, did I discover the hole in that universe through which I am escaped. 

With training, we can process pressure and make it a power we incorporate into our own.  The confusing, disturbing, mis-managed images of threatening men trigger my survival instincts.  The world can no longer indulge the threats.  We must reflect awareness of the disorderly conduct and express unwillingness to be subordinate to unjustly presumed rights-asserting crazies.

I no longer sustain posturing authorities who fail to acknowledge my equality.  Without my consent, the balance is threatened and I no longer ask, "Why?"  I simply restore balance and remove the source of the disturbance.  It amounts to steering the ship.  The Ship of State is not a See-Saw meant to keep the Citizens in an un-ending game of weighing each other down by upending and destabilizing our physical safety from a fulcrum controlled by a prankster.  It is a View of the Horizon that is piloted from a helm were we course true, providing our passengers and cargo with a calm voyage.  The essence of maintaining balance and steering through the challenges is of a subtle nature.  We hold ourselves to a mutually-stabilizing relationship where we are as one, caring as much for our neighbors' security as for our own.  We have no other mission, if we are Captain.  We have a solid pattern of processing the pressures and by working with them, we grow equal to the challenge.  We  sense the disturbances as we mature, from another perspective.  We act in response to those subtleties we detect as the result of our experience and insight.  In four years of being "talked down to" by a pretentious manipulator of trusting, child-like fools, I am no longer concerned that I might be critiqued by his supporters.  I observe Mitt Romney as a much ridiculed Captain capable of owning the bridge.  While his critics take lower level aim at minor limits in Romney's effort, it grows clear that the level this Nation has been able to achieve in the past twelve years is nowhere near the normal aims of Americans at their best.  In  Romney, I detect the levelling gravitas that will neither question nor dismiss without consideration.  He shows promise of being able to restore balance and provide the rest of us with a solid footing beyond which we can exercise our rights and process the divinity that drives us to greatness.

Recent history has conditioned me to be prepared to learn - from some cuckheld media hack - that Telemundo, Univision is in for some VERY unpleasant pressure in retaliation for being legitimate for the Camera while the preener in chief was doing them the favor of appearing for what were supposed to be softballs.  My brain is proceeding with this story by populating the lead-up to this image with the subtly flaring pupils engorged by this threat to his King Of The Jungle status.  The Predator is being "disrespected" by a woman, a creature of no worth except in her usefulness to him who must now be sacrificed as a cold-chilling message to her employers.  She'll get hers.  We must expect that instead of doing his present job of commanding the forces of the Free World to bring the riots in the Middle East under control, the brain of Barak Obama is in predator mode, plotting his take-down of this "How DARE she get eye to eye with me?"