by Jeff Dunetz During the past few weeks we have been covering the cross-country trip of Members of the Congressional Black Caucus (CBC) who have been been using job fairs as an excuse to incite hatred against the grass roots Tea Party movement. Among the more famous incidents were Maxine Waters telling the Tea Party to go to hell, Frederica Wilson declaring the Tea Party as the enemy, and CBC Whip Andre’ Carson’s statement that the Tea Party programs are the efforts of Jim Crow who would like to see Black American’s “hanging from a tree.”
I’ve channeled the Bard himself, William Shakespeare to answer the CBC’s reprehensible, divisive rhetoric. This morning I went to a medium-rare and spoke to the spirit of the Bard of Avon, below is what he told me to write:
To call me names if it will feed nothing else,
it will feed my resolve. The CBC hath disgraced me, and
hindered me with their mistruths; laughed at my losses,
mocked at my policy, scorned my constitution, thwarted my
honest dialogue, cooled my supporters, heated mine
enemies; and what’s his reason? I am a tea party patriot.
Hath not a patriot eyes? hath not a patriot hands, organs,
dimensions, senses, affections, passions? fed with
the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject
to the same diseases, healed by the same means,
warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as
a CBC Democrat is?
If you prick us, do we not bleed?
if you tickle us, do we not laugh? if you poison
us, do we not die? and if you wrong us, shall we not
expose you for what you are? If we are like you in the rest,
we will resemble you in that.
If a tea party patriot wrong a Democrat,
what is his humility? Lies.
If a Democrat
wrong a tea party patriot,
what should his sufferance be by
the Democratic example?
Why, TRUTH. The villainy you teach us,
we will execute the opposite, and will expose you
for what you are, frauds
who bully American voters like us lest we remind the public
you have no entitlement to your position
Nay we hold the power and you sit at our whim and will
Remember November, the Second of November remember:
Did not the Tea Party wave rise for the budget’s sake?
What progressive was sent home, that did lose,
And not for the economy? What, shall one of us
That struck the biggest progressive congress in all of history,
But for Taxing and Spending, shall we now
Contaminate our cause with base rhetoric,
And sell the mighty space of our constitutional movement
For so much trash talk as may be grasped thus?
I had rather be a dog, and bay the moon,
Than such an American
You have done that you should be sorry for.
There is no terror, CBC, in your charges
For we are armed so strong in honesty
That they pass by me as the idle wind,
Which I respect not.
We did ask of you
Not to spend sums of gold, which you denied us,
For we will raise no more money till the budget cut.
By heaven, I had rather coin my heart
And drop my blood for drachmas than to wring
From the hard hands of any American their limited cash
To pay for your fiduciary indiscretion.
We did sent
To you to pay our bills FIRST,
Which you denied us and called us racist.
Was that done like Americans? Should we have answered
the Congressional Black Caucus so?
When Tea Party Patriots grow so covetous of power
To use such rascal venom in political debate
Be ready, gods, with all your thunderbolts.
Dash them to pieces!
Big Government
