Do we have a Wacko in the White House?
By Lee Duigon

We have red-hot shooting wars in Iraq and Afghanistan, and an amazing colossal disaster of an oil spill in the Gulf of Mexico.  Jobs?  Economic recovery?  Nowhere in sight! War is about to break out in Korea, and the European Union is drifting into economic catalepsy.

You'd think all this turmoil would make pretty strong demands on a president's time and energy.  But what, in fact, is our Dear Leader doing with his time, these days?

He's playing golf.

He's eating kobe beef.

He goes in front of the national television news cameras and tells us that we're gonna have to pay higher taxes, now is the time for Cap-and-Trade and a couple hundred thousand jobs down the tubes, but we'll all be happy when our windmills save the planet, blah-blah-blah.

He proclaims June as National Homo-Lesbian Month; and on Father's Day he drivels, "Nurturing families come in many forms," including that hallowed, time-honored, don't-we-just-love-it form of "two fathers." Hey, it's Father's Day, right?  If one daddy is good for a child, two daddies must be twice as good.

Then, with the bullets flying in the Middle East and the busted oil well pumping millions of gallons of crude into the Gulf's fisheries and wetlands, Dear Leader bestirs himself! From now on, he orders the Labor Department, the Family and Medical Leave Act has to apply to "gays and lesbians" and whatnot, too.  Here, at last, is decisive action.  And to clinch it, he invites leaders of Organized Sodomy to meet with him at the White House–for the second time.  It's getting to be a regular tradition.

Does anybody see a pattern here?

If only they could shove this guy's ego and incompetence down the BP oil well, they'd plug it up forever.

At no time in all of American history has our country been governed–if that's the word for it–by such a mob of thieves, liars, imbeciles, charlatans, and cowards as it is now, with King Teleprompter himself at the very top.  We really must question the actual sanity of a chief executive who, with his country falling to pieces all around him, makes time for all that gay stuff.

But whose fault is it, really?  Who went into the voting booths thinking President of the Unites States could be an entry-level position?  Who blithely ignored the candidate's lifelong immersion in academic Marxism, his ties to specimens like Jeremiah Wright and William Ayres, and his public comments faulting the Constitution for not empowering the federal government to redistribute wealth?

Those whom God would destroy, He first makes mad.  And surely we were mad when we elected this president.

An ungodly nation breeds ungodly leadership.  It is God's punishment, self-imposed.

Aborting babies; turning our culture into a reeking sewer; robbing our neighbors by proxy, through taxation; electing compulsive law-breakers to be our law-makers; supporting apostate churches at home while climbing into bed with foreign regimes that persecute the true Church–does anyone really have to ask what we have done that might be considered ungodly?

We have been saddled with the government that we deserve.  At the rate we're going, Alvin Green will be our next president.

We have some serious repenting to do, and we have to stop doing those things that have made us an ungodly nation.  If we keep on doing them, we will simply not survive.  Our ungodly leaders will devour America and spit out something truly satanic in its place.