Breath our scents, walk our landscape, hear our melodic dialects, delight in our savory morsels, touch each rich texture, and the southern essence remains a mystery. The ethereal south, unfathomable to the five senses, lives in the heart. If you believe in magic, and can survive the devastating passions of an open heart, just possibly, you stand a chance of living a moment as a southerner. Most people aren't brave enough to be southerners, even the ones that are.

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

A Correction to History (An Obama Nation? An Abomination! Part 3)

This man is not the first African-American to be the presidential nominee of a major party.



Historical Correction: Barack Hussein Obaba is the first Arab-American presidential nominee of a major party. Since the liberal media seems to be totally bent on pushing the race of this candidate as a huge feature, they should at least get it right. Truthfully, he is of mixed decent, but predominately Arab. And the religion he practiced for 30+ years, before becoming associated with the hate spewing Reverand Wright? Yes, he was Moslem, the peace loving religion that teaches that we infidels should all be slaughtered, etc. blah, blah, blah.

Did you ever study one of these in school? It had to do with a little village called Troy.

I figure that's why there's a brand named Trojan. To give you a sense of security while you're getting... well... this is a family blog. You get the picture, I'm sure.

WAKE UP AMERICA!

Posted by Dread, who wonders how alligator got into his family tree.

2 comments:

Sandy Kessler said...

alas

Anonymous said...

I was sooooo surprised to see that they had cameras back then (TIC) Tongue in cheek)