[Rhodes22-list] Political Special Poem For Brad Herb and Ed (aka. the 3 amigos )

[Brad Haslett]

John,

Enjoy your victory.  Congratulations to President-Elect Obama.

And thank you John McCain for pulling Sarah Palin out of the minor
leagues.  It will be an interesting next series.

I'll leave you with a favorite quote of my own.

Brad

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You cannot bring about prosperity by discouraging thrift.
You cannot help small men by tearing down big men.
You cannot strengthen the weak by weakening the strong.
You cannot lift the wage-earner by pulling down the wage-payer.
You cannot help the poor man by destroying the rich.
You cannot keep out of trouble by spending more than your income.
You cannot further the brotherhood of man by inciting class hatred.
You cannot establish security on borrowed money.
You cannot build character and courage by taking away men's initiative
and independence.
You cannot help men permanently by doing for them what they could
and should do for themselves."

On Tue, Nov 4, 2008 at 10:07 PM, John Shulick <jsbudda at verizon.net> wrote:
>
> I'll leave it to the forum to assign parts as to who plays Steve Martin
> etc...
>
> Johnny at the bat
>
>
> The outlook wasn't brilliant for Conservatives that day,
> The polls stood forty-nine to forty two, and support was falling away,
> Since George Bush died at first, and Cheney did the same,
> A pall-like silence fell upon the patrons of the game.
>
> A straggling few got up to go in deep despair. The rest
> Clung to that hope which springs eternal in the human breast;
> They thought, "If only Johnny could but get a whack at that
> We'd put up 527 money now, with John McCain at the bat."
>
> But Romney preceded Johnny, as did also Huckelbee,
> But the former was a hoodoo, and the latter was a bit to free,
> So upon that stricken multitude grim melancholy sat,
> There seemed but little chance of John McCain getting up to bat.
>
> But Romney sank like a stone, to the wonderment of all,
> And Huck, to much surprise, heard the televisions call,
> So when the dust had settled, and men saw what had occurred,
> There stood John McCain and Palin, which the pundits thought absurd.
>
> Then from forty five thousand throats and more there rose a lusty yell,
> It rumbled through the valley, it rattled in the dell,
> It pounded on the mountain and recoiled upon the flat,
> For Johnny, mighty Johnny, was advancing to the bat.
>
> There was ease in McCain's manner as he stepped into his place,
> There was pride in McCain's bearing and a smile lit Johnny's face.
> And when, responding to the cheers, he lightly doffed his hat,
> Not a person in the crowd could doubt 'twas John McCain at the bat.
>
> Ten million eyes were on him as he rubbed his hands with dirt.
> Five million tongues applauded when he wiped them on his shirt.
> Then while the rising prices ground the country down a bit,
> Defiance flashed in Johnny's eye, a sneer curled Johnny's lip.
>
> And now the credit crisis came a hurtling through the air,
> But Johnny stood a-watching it in haughty grandeur there.
> Close by the sturdy senator the market unheeded to zero sped
> "That ain't my style," said Johnny. "Strike one!" Obama said.
>
> From the benches, filled with people, there went up a muffled roar,
> Like the beating of the storm-waves on a stern and distant shore;
> "Kill him! Kill the umpire!" shouted some one on the stand,
> And it's likely they'd have killed him had not Johnny raised his hand.
>
> With a smile of Christian charity John's great visage shone,
> He stilled the rising tumult; he bade the rescue plan go on;
> He cancelled his campaign to pitch it, and once more the bullshit flew,
> But the market still ignored it, and the big "O" said, "Strike two!"
>
> "Fraud!" cried the maddened thousands, and echo answered "Fraud!"
> But one scornful look from Johnny and the audience was awed.
> They saw his face grow stern and cold, they saw his left cheek swell,
> And then they knew that John McCain would send Obama back to hell.
>
> The sneer has fled from Johnny's lips; the ads are filled with hate;
> His advisers try to serve up Joe the Plumber on a plate.
> And now the people stand in line, the early voting goes,
> The airwaves are still shattered by the campaign's final blows.
>
> Oh, somewhere in this favored land the sun is shining bright,
> The band is playing somewhere, and somewhere hearts are light,
> And somewhere men are laughing, and little children shout,
> But there's no joy for conservatives cause John McCain has just struck out.
>
>
>
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