MAY HE REST IN PEACE

We won’t hear much from ex Governor Mario Cuomo anytime soon as he passed into another world yesterday. But his son, the Governor of New York, a raging liberal with a mouth full of pittiful diatribe that casts conservatives as extremists continues with the invective. As they say, “like father like son” and so it is.

Back to 1984, Ronald Reagan was our President, during Mario Cuomo’s keynote speech at the 1984 Democratic National Convention eviscerated the Gipper like none before. As always, the the Democratic way to electrify the troops is to run rampant with a diseased mouth blaming the conservatives as bigots, racists, anti-women, anti Big Government, and anti EVERYBODY and EVERYTHING; 2014 proved Cuomo holding the short end of the stick. Secondly, the Keynesian agenda has failed miserably sliding the country down a trail that resembles Greece just a half dozen years ago. Some of Cuomo’s vitriol from that speech follows. You will recognize the words because Obama has preached to the same crowd over and over again.

Ten days ago, President Reagan admitted that although some people in this country seemed to be doing well nowadays, others were unhappy, even worried, about themselves, their families, and their futures. The President said that he didn’t understand that fear. He said, “Why, this country is a shining city on a hill.” And the President is right. In many ways we are a shining city on a hill.

But the hard truth is that not everyone is sharing in this city’s splendor and glory. A shining city is perhaps all the President sees from the portico of the White House and the veranda of his ranch, where everyone seems to be doing well. But there’s another city; there’s another part to the shining the city; the part where some people can’t pay their mortgages, and most young people can’t afford one; where students can’t afford the education they need, and middle-class parents watch the dreams they hold for their children evaporate.

In this part of the city there are more poor than ever, more families in trouble, more and more people who need help but can’t find it. Even worse: There are elderly people who tremble in the basements of the houses there. And there are people who sleep in the city streets, in the gutter, where the glitter doesn’t show. There are ghettos where thousands of young people, without a job or an education, give their lives away to drug dealers every day. There is despair, Mr. President, in the faces that you don’t see, in the places that you don’t visit in your shining city.

 

In fact, Mr. President, this is a nation — Mr. President you ought to know that this nation is more a “Tale of Two Cities” than it is just a “Shining City on a Hill.”

Maybe, maybe, Mr. President, if you visited some more places; maybe if you went to Appalachia where some people still live in sheds; maybe if you went to Lackawanna where thousands of unemployed steel workers wonder why we subsidized foreign steel. Maybe — Maybe, Mr. President, if you stopped in at a shelter in Chicago and spoke to the homeless there; maybe, Mr. President, if you asked a woman who had been denied the help she needed to feed her children because you said you needed the money for a tax break for a millionaire or for a missile we couldn’t afford to use.

Maybe — Maybe, Mr. President. But I’m afraid not. Because the truth is ladies and gentlemen, that this is how we were warned it would be. President Reagan told us from the very beginning that he believed in a kind of social Darwinism. Survival of the fittest. “Government can’t do everything,” we were told, so it should settle for taking care of the strong and hope that economic ambition and charity will do the rest. Make the rich richer, and what falls from the table will be enough for the middle class and those who are trying desperately to work their way into the middle class.

You know, the Republicans called it “trickle-down” when Hoover tried it. Now they call it “supply side.” But it’s the same shining city for those relative few who are lucky enough to live in its good neighborhoods. But for the people who are excluded, for the people who are locked out, all they can do is stare from a distance at that city’s glimmering towers.

We speak for the minorities who have not yet entered the mainstream. We speak for ethnics who want to add their culture to the magnificent mosaic that is America. We speak — We speak for women who are indignant that this nation refuses to etch into its governmental commandments the simple rule “thou shalt not sin against equality,” a rule so simple —

So, as we enter the New Year with much promise, a new Congress down home conservative optimism, we still are aware of the flame throwing class dividing President, who will do everything in his power to double down on the Cuomo’s agenda. The 2014 election was a vote for America, most Americans are not New Yorkers, nor will they ever be.  

Click here to listen to a hardened anti-Constitution prggressive  foaming at the mouth progressive Governor Andrew Cuomo as he proposes to the legislature a tough New York gun law.  Tune into the 2.30 mark when he calls us EXTREMISTS. A majority of Americans would agree that a speech like that would render the speaker a place in a mental institution.  America is sick of anti gun, anti Constitution, anti patriotic Americans such as Cuomo and his breed. 

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