I Don’t Care What Color Obama is

Someone commented on the blog that I was a racist and that I hated Obama because he is black. I won’t post the comment because he also used a few choice four letter words and disparaged my mother. (No one disparages my mother!)

Am I a racist? Let’s see shall we?

First Test: Have any of my blogs been about the color of his skin? No.

Second Test: Does his skin color have anything to do with his socialistic policies and desires? No.

Third Test: Did you vote for him because he was black? I don’t know did you? Maybe you are the racist.

Fourth Test: Does his skin color have anything to do with how he will lead the country? Most say yes. Even those on his side of the isle have said over and over again that his life experiences, including his skin color, will have an effect on his decisions.

So, am I a racist because I don’t like his policies? Am I a racist because I don’t like his politics? Am I a racist because I don’t want a socialist president?

I must be, because it couldn’t possibly be because I am smart enough to know the difference between a socialist and a conservative.

I must be, because it couldn’t possibly be that I have a disagreement with his basic fundamental philosophy of what our country should be.

I must be, because it couldn’t possibly be that I have read enough about history to see when someone isn’t what they represent themselves to be.

I must be, because I couldn’t possibly have a legitimate argument that socialism is the bane of all government and eventually will lead to the downfall of the U.S.

I must be, because it couldn’t possibly be that he cares more about his own career than doing what is right and good.

I must be, because the only possible reason not to bow down at the pulpit of Obama, not worship the man, the myth, the legend, is that I am a white bigot who can’t think for himself and uses the color of someone’s skin to base all decisions.

Ergo, I am a racist. Nice liberal logic.