imagine, if you can

Imagine if you can. A mother standing next to her husband, crying, sobbing, her eyes painful remorseful. She longingly looks into the camera, and sobs one long and loud moan and says how could she ever let her children listen to the President of the United States. He is going to talk to MY children about staying in school, about setting goals. HIS goals.

Imagine if you can. Questions still flutter fly freely in the wind is HE really a citizen. Did his parents conceive him, birth him and raise him in Africa, and somehow pay the officials in Hawaii to post a fake, phony birth certificate?

Imagine if you can a slight short thick deeply hairy mustache on the upper lip of a man who only asked America to embrace change, to re-open their eyes and renounce the greed and gluttony of the past 8 years. To raise hi hands in a welcoming manner to only have one of those hands facing the crowd, and to have that man called Hitler.

Imagine if you can lies and innuendo, falsehoods and fabrication shouted so loudly, so fiercely, so rehearsed, to be so overwhelming that any bit of truth can not be heard and sounds like someone whispering in the wind.

Imagine if you can stupid people running this country once again. Imagine if you can the intelligent, the ones who crave education who ask why and why not remaining silent while the lemmings, the self loathers, the bigots have the microphone and instill hate, fear and mistruth.

Imagine if you can an America made from bullies, hate mongers and self absorbed men and women who fear truth more than anything else.

Imagine if you can what will become of this Nation if we all don't stop the tide of ignorance and hate.

fabrication

When is enough enough?