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On a related subject…yes, it’s making the rounds. The guy seems to have been reading the archives on Yin and Yang, and drinking deeply from that wellspring. So since he’s repeating my stuff, far be it from me to join the chorus of folks who insist he’s a whack-job.

But it is kind of out there…

Many spiritually advanced people I know (not coweringly religious, mind you, but deeply spiritual) identify Obama as a Lightworker, that rare kind of attuned being who has the ability to lead us not merely to new foreign policies or health care plans or whatnot, but who can actually help usher in a new way of being on the planet, of relating and connecting and engaging with this bizarre earthly experiment. These kinds of people actually help us evolve. They are philosophers and peacemakers of a very high order, and they speak not just to reason or emotion, but to the soul.The unusual thing is, true Lightworkers almost never appear on such a brutal, spiritually demeaning stage as national politics. This is why Obama is so rare. And this why he is so often compared to Kennedy and Martin Luther King Jr., to those leaders in our culture whose stirring vibrations still resonate throughout our short history.

As I commented to Buck in an offline — the real critical, all-defining question about this, the thing that would have made the delusional ravings look sane, and almost durable, if only it were settled, is — what exactly are these “vibrations”? Forget the specifics. Just clarify whether they occur within the five sense. Is this a worldly vibe, or is it some kind of telepathy?

Can You Say That? There’s a reason this wasn’t clarified. The answer to the question, I think, is yes…the vibes occur within the five senses. If you’re an Obama fan, you can see Obama in person and get that tingle up your leg. You can see him on television and still get it. You switch the TV off — no tingle. There’s nothing telepathic, nothing paranormal, no astral projection, no soul connection. The Obama fans like to pretend there is one. There isn’t.

They’re watching each other for signs determining how to react. The crowd says go for it and so they go for it. It’s how they’ve been living their lives…like bugs.

It begs for an eleventh Yin and Yang installment. I might accommodate, because it’s clear this Morford guy believes strongly in what he’s saying and there are a lot of people who agree with him. (Update: This has been done.) And who knows, maybe they’ll get what they want this year.

I have another important question to ask: Has Mary Katherine Ham successfully parodied something? You have to emulate all the silliness involved in something, and then trot out a few extra steps, in order to accomplish successful parody. Quite a ways to go in this case.

And you know, there’s a dark side to this. I’ve yet to be convinced that the Obamessiah’s place is to reform us buck-toothed xenophobes. His fans give me the impression that the objective will be to package us up, seal the box shut, and get rid of us.

I think all this noise his supporters have been making these past six years, about President Bush “quashing dissent” and “putting a chill on free speech” — has been the purest form of psychological projection. During our buyer’s-remorse phase, we’re going to learn that the hard way.

You read it here first, folks.

And although I’ve been seeing links to Morford all over the place, I think Buck deserves the hat tip. I wonder if hat tips emit carbon? I’m sure once Obama’s sworn in, he’ll lose no time in letting me know.

O-ba-ma…on my shoul-der…dum de dum de dum de dum de dum…

“His fans give me the impression that the objective will be to package us up, seal the box shut, and get rid of us.”-Mr. Freeberg

His wife and pastor give me the impression that the objective will be business as usual, “Kill Whitey.”
- Mr. Hatchetman | 06/08/2008 @ 12:05
Wow, Mr. H. That almost comes off as bitter.

I’d better try really hard and make absolutely sure you don’t catch wind of this video Rick found…which might further solidify your reckoning, and not that you’re alone, that reports of Obama’s positive outlook on life and fellow humans, are greatly exaggerated. Best keep that one out of your grasp, lest you become even further jaded.

Oops. Clumsy me. 🙂
- mkfreeberg | 06/08/2008 @ 12:22
Excellent as per. However, is yin female and yang male or vice versa?
Wikipedia per Tao references seems to make yang the male and yin the female. I’m at a loss.
What say?
- LL | 06/08/2008 @ 13:25
Thanks for the hat tip, Morgan.
- Buck | 06/08/2008 @ 18:09
Wikipedia per Tao references seems to make yang the male and yin the female. I’m at a loss.
What say?

Wikipedia is correct and there are eons of tradition to back it up. However, all that tradition is pre-industrial and in these post-modern times…well…are men more boisterous, talkative, sociable and — let’s use the phrase “audibly robust.” Are we more mature than our female counterparts in being generally sociable?

Do we gather at the corner pub to gibber-gabber while our quiet, introspective and contemplative brides organize the spice racks and sweep the floors?

Not by a damn sight; there seems to have been a flip-flopping that has taken place. I blame-or-credit the industrial revolution. Our modern conveniences seem to have relieved us of some social obligations and saddled us with other new ones, so the old sex-assignment roles no longer apply.
- mkfreeberg | 06/08/2008 @ 19:20
But a word of warning — stereotypes are always hazardous. There are quite a few “Dagny Taggarts” out there who thrive on solving challenging problems independently, without collaboration…even though they’re chicks. And, many among the gentlemen are extraverted, flashy, and pride themselves on their communicative skills. All things have exceptions (including this one). But the gender-based predominances, sometime in the 20th century, seem to have flipped.
- mkfreeberg | 06/08/2008 @ 19:23
I think I may be a little older than most readers here. Pittsburgh, during the 1940’S and 50’S had many thriving ethnic neighborhoods, and bustling mill towns, crowded with a mix of energetic poor people that would make today’s “Multi-Culti” collectivists poop their pants and say Ahh!

Everyone had their gig. We didn’t know to call it integration, but it was working well then. Yeah…sure…humans closely tie to family and those most like them, but that didn’t stop a little blond, blue-eyed Slovak kid from sitting on the colored lady’s step waiting for her roaring laugh and gift of fresh fruit that was offered nowhere else.

Race and ethnicity were important issues then as today, people just looked at it much differently then. Progress was the watch word. Progress meant good times for everybody. America was about progress, that is, until the bogus Civil Rights Act of 1964.

The fact is, no such rights exist, nor are they needed. “We hold these truths to be self-evident…” Human rights are the only ones that matter. So called “civil rights” are a carefully crafted tool, using the sorrowful journey of our colored ancesters, as a wedge to fracture the body politic.

Who would do such a dastardly deed? And why? Fortunately, we don’t have to look very far.

Vision the communist as a preaditor, circiling the herd, eyeing for an opening, looking for a weakness. Well…they found it. Americans are good-hearted people, and truly do want to be fair. That’s it…that’s the weakness they exploited to the max. Turning goodness into a weapon against the good. Masterfully sinister, in the ease with which this knife was thrust into the heart of the American Dream.

The Nazis were rank and barbaric amatures when compared to the success of the modern, well-fed, communist. The Civil Rights Act has led to a cornucopia of destroy America delusions such as political correctness, enviro-whackism, animal rights, affirmative action, tree huggers…you get the picture. My personal favorite are the lost bolggers, endlessly searching women’s brains for the true meaning of manhood. Stop Laughing!

To me, Mr. Obama has the stature of one of those life-size cardboard-display cut outs of celebrities found at the beer store. Forever stiff and smiling broadly, in front of a shitload of their shit and silently saying “This Buds’ For You!” A perfect avatar for the God-less evil lurking in the dark minds of those committed to the distruction of human life.

A front man in the purest form, holding the high cards of commie cred, and selling the empty promises of hope and change to a nation bankrupt of it’s currancy of good will. Hate has become their sport, and Mr. Obama and his minions are out to win.
- Mr. Hatchetman | 06/08/2008 @ 20:55

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