Virgins for Mohammed or BHO as a Savior

Recently,  it would appear that the American people have been delivered a bunch of gobbly gluck as to what exactly caused the tragic September 11, 2012 attack on our embassy in Benghazi, Libya.  Most of the confusion is coming out of the omnipotent palace of "Our Lord and Savior" [thank you Jamie Foxx] in other words referred to B. Hussein Obama.

Was it spontaneous?  Was it the result of some unknown video? Was it the result of Hostess going out of business - and Muslim terrorists,  all over the world are in an uproar over the possible demise of the Ho-Ho and Twinkie?  No one, especially the American people, seem to have a clue what caused terrorists to attack our Embassy and murder Ambassador Stevens, Glen Doherty, Sean Smith and Tyrone Woods.

Last night I sat at supper with my husband, a former Navy man, and another friend, a former Army man.  Ideas were tossed around the table as to what is going on in Washington, D.C. and just how much should the American people be made aware of.  In its most rudimentary example, our Army friend moved water glasses around, and mentioned the famous lines of bait and switch, deferring attention from one water glass to another.  Are the Americans tax payers that stupid?  Are we that complacent that we no longer care, or wish to engage in a driving, burning desire to know the truth - something we are entitled to?

Never one to sit in a corner, and remain silent, I announced my desire to start writing letters to my Senators and Congressmen about why I voted for them, and exactly what I expect from them.  I'm not like the TIME Magazine nominee, Sandra Fluke, who wants some free condoms or birth control, so she can continue to entertain herself in extra-curricular activities.  Shit, I'm a grandmother, mother, wife, daughter, sister and TAX PAYING AMERICAN CITIZEN (well past menopause ...no birth control needed...)who wants some bloody answers.  I don't want tap dancing, or water glasses being moved around a diner table.  I want to know what happened in Libya.

Can anyone imagine what it would be like if all Americans made the same demand of their elected officials?  Nothing vindictive, or provocative, just the plain and direct truth.  Sec of State Hillary Clinton still seems confused, potential nominee Susan Rice goes on 5 Sunday morning news programs and trips over her secret Intel ..."I'm going off what has been told to me..." robotic rhetoric, and how do I even begin to describe the utter disgrace of our newly re-elected disaster of a president?

General Patraeus and the mess of extra-marital affairs seemed so convenient.  Almost too convenient.  And if you look on the cover of People Magazine, you see a picture of his biographer.  Disgusting.  How much time will the media spend on the love lorn females climbing upon horny generals, and tap dance around what smells, no, wait - actually reeks of cover-up.  What are colleges and universities producing now-a-days with respect to investigative journalism?  Isn't anyone willing to dig into the cesspool of corrupt Washington, D.C. and for the memory of 4 dead Americans, discover where the truth is?  Will these 4 Americans be placed in a little box, and left to gather dust in some secret room, in the corrupt White House?

The POTUS has big plans for America.  He managed to play mind tricks on more than 52% of the American people towards an indoctrination of Socialism.  He thinks he's going to push Obamacare through, even though the 10th Amendment of the Constitution of the United States of America argues against it.  He's basking in the glow of his newly appointed title of "Lord and Savior" vis-a-vis moron Jamie Foxx, a movie star.  Who will be the first to pound a nail into the POTUS' hand on that crucifix? Obama even managed to leave GOD out of the Thanksgiving Blessing.

So, I will take up a pen and paper, and bombard my elected officials with letters demanding truths to the murders of 4 Americans who gave their lives on September 11, 2012.  And if I, all of a sudden, disappear, you may be able to find me in the box in the White House marked and cataloged, Menopausal Grandmother.