Last night as my husband and I watched the acceptance speech given by now President-Elect Obama, we both kept looking at each other with confusion on our faces. We never said anything.  Nothing could be said.  This is what the nation decided.  As he spoke with emotion, energy, focus, and determination I found myself being swept into his brood, I got goose bumps and thought “this guy’s goood.”  Then they would flash a view of the crowd and I would instantly be snapped back into reality.  This is scary.  The people are wide-eyed, crying, screaming, jumping up and down, and I’m sure there were young girls that had to be carried out due to losing conscientiousness.  I didn’t like the feeling I got when I saw that.  This truly is a cult of personality.  People love him.  They adore him.  They are putting all their hopes and dreams into this man.  And sadly, they are worshiping him.

I can appreciate how African-American’s would have a level of pride unsurpassed before.  Only 100 years ago this would have been not only impossible but talk of it would be seen as laughable and punishable.  Here we are, so far beyond those times.  It is a proud day to be an American, no doubting that.  But, worshiping him?  I never saw that coming I guess.  Whites, blacks, homosexuals, heterosexuals, young (mostly) and old.  Believing this one man has all the power to make their worries go away.  Trusting that he will deliver them from a life of hardship, into a life of wine and roses.  And they are buying it hook, line and sinker.  There is even a blog called Obama Messiah where the writer looks into everything he does from the perspective that he is indeed the messiah we have all been longing for…..except for those of us who know the real Messiah walked on water, raised himself from the grave and gave the world undeserving grace - even for unspeakable acts as these.

I hope Obama will be the President he says he will be.  Listening to the people.  Being honest with the people.  Joining both sides of the aisle together to work as a bipartisan government.  I pray that he delivers all that he is saying.  I hope he is the man he says he is, not the man his past proves he has been.  His record as a Senator and in his personal life does not fare well in the eyes of a conservative, Christian, patriotic,  America-loving woman such as myself.  But, honestly, none of us know much about this silver-tongued young man as he really has not done anything.  Sure, he’s done more than say, ME but I’m not running for President of the Free World.  What people were banking on is, “This guy seem so Presidential and nice, and he is change.  He just has to do a good job.”

My prayer:

Dear God, you knew the outcome way before we did.  I pray that as a nation we come to You as our delieverer, our savior, our friend and our God.  Only You have the power to help us during struggles and we, collectively are in one.  The hopeless, Godless, and faithless are trying to fill a God-shaped hole in their heart with Obama and we all know a circle won’t fit where a square should be.  Help me personally to trust in you; to have faith that you are in charge so that I do not worry so much about what I cannot control.  In Jesus Christs name I pray (always). Amen

Do you remember that song?  I looooved it back in the days of tight-rolled pants and AquaNet.  It was sung by a band call Living Colour.  A rare blend of hard hitting rock and an all African-American band.  And an awesome one in my opinion.  One hit wonders I believe but hey, that one song was awesome.  Don’t know what I’m talking about?  Click here.  Here are some of the lyrics.

Look into my eyes, what do you see?
Cult of personality
I know your anger, I know your dreams
I’ve been everything you want to be
I’m the cult of personality
Like mussolini and kennedy
I’m the cult of personality
Cult of personality
Cult of personality

Neon lights, a nobel prize
The mirror speaks, the reflection lies
You don’t have to follow me
Only you can set me free
I sell the things you need to be
I’m the smiling face on your t.v.
I’m the cult of personality
I exploit you still you love me

I tell you one and one makes three
I’m the cult of personality
Like joseph stalin and gandi
I’m the cult of personality
Cult of personality
Cult of personality

You gave me fortune
You gave me fame
You me power in your god’s name
I’m every person you need to be
I’m the cult of personality
Look into my eyes, what do you see?
Cult of personality
I know your anger, I know your dreams
I’ve been everything you want to be
I’m the cult of personality
Like mussolini and kennedy
I’m the cult of personality
Cult of personality
Cult of personality

Neon lights, a nobel prize
The mirror speaks, the reflection lies
You don’t have to follow me
Only you can set me free
I sell the things you need to be
I’m the smiling face on your t.v.
I’m the cult of personality
I exploit you still you love me
So, until recently I had not thought of this song in many a moons.  But, now I think of it often.  The reason?  Barack Obama.  He’s like a freaking rock star.  People flock to political rallies who do not even intend on voting for him (or anyone) but think he is some sort of God.  It truly has become a cult of personality.  He’s smooth, smart, articulate, has a great smile, looks healthy, and seems nice.  He has charisma.  He’s a swell guy.  I give him all of that.  But, I am pretty sure he still has to take a shit now and then.  That when he gets drunk he is one of those guys who hugs you too much and forgets about personal space.  You know, one of “I love you guys” type of drunks.

If he is given the position of President of these United States (just tasted a little vomit) he will prove just how little he knows about not only how to run a country but about that little, unimportant piece of parchment called The Constitution.  He thinks the geniuses we call our forefathers got it wrong when they constructed a government Constitution that spelled out what it could not do for the people (ie: make a national religion, infringing on the right to peacably assemble, can’t subject us to unreasonable searches and seizures).  No, Obama thinks all that is fine and good, kind of. Here’s a radio interview he did in 2001.

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All knowing Obama thinks the Constitution should explain what the Government can do for the people.  That is what our ancestors were getting away from when they sailed across the Atlantic.  They were escaping from an oppressive government that was telling everyone what they could and couldn’t do.  But, what did they know?

It just ticks me off.  I love this country just the way it is.  I don’t want the government doing anything for me except printing money and providing a military to protect me and my family.  Leave the rest to the people.

Mandy the Stay-at-Home Mom