Shift Sleep Disorder

I once worked the night shift: 12 midnight to eight. It wasn’t very pleasant. I never got used to it. What I remember most was that sleeping in daylight never broke time up into a series of digestible days. Time just seemed to go on and on - an unbroken spill that steadily petered off into exhaustion.

The ‘end of the Obama beginning’ is not what everyone expects: the end of Obama. It is only the beginning. I have written often that, in my opinion, Obama is not about to fade away. (I hope I’m wrong.) What it could mean is that Obama will let his mask slip and reveal himself as everything people thus far have only whispered about - not as incompetent; not naïve; but - as determined to take the country further left than anyone could ever have imagined. In order to do this, he will seek to unleash the four horsemen: pestilence, war, famine, and death.

It’s already started: The oil spill in the Gulf; Federal authorities have already closed U.S. park land along with three Arizona counties along the Mexican border because it is no longer safe for Americans after the territory was taken over by violent NGO drug smuggling cartels. This, like the spill, too will spread.

Our economy continues to teeter on the brink. What can be expected to happen when government checks begin to bounce off the rim like wayward basket balls? When businesses are forced to close forever? When trains no longer run, and store shelves and gas tanks are on empty?

The remaining months of the Obama presidency will be operatic indeed – like a forty car pile-up on a California freeway to be savored in slow-mo as we stand mesmerized by the spectacle of fire, blood and twisting steel. By 2012, we may already have our first glimpse through haze of the still smoldering ruin that once was America; of the eternal twilight, hallmark of the Left’s equalitarian vision which the majority of us freely consented to embrace.