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Rick Perry - Crippled inside

Rick Perry’s latest commercial (see below) is another politician’s bogus attempt to use Christianity as a way to get people to vote for him.

The whole performance drips with hypocrisy and slime.

Perry cynically mocks gays in the military as a way to slam President Obama and in turn try to make himself look so upstanding and righteous. He deridingly and dishonestly says gays can be open in the military but children can’t celebrate Christmas or pray in school. Huh? Then he says he will end President Obama’s “war on religion.” Again, what in the world is he talking about? There is no war on religion by the president or anyone else. The whole damn country is being taken over by fundamentalist religious fanatics.

What we do have in this country are politicians like Rick Perry who will do anything in order to get elected to some high office including trying to manipulate people with trite and outright dishonest religious talk. How disgraceful to insult our gay soldiers who are risking their lives day in and day out while Perry cowardly links them to a phony argument about our children being religiously oppressed.

I attended Ingrid’s public school's 4th grade Christmas program a few nights ago. We all pledged allegiance to the American and Texas flags. Then the children openly sang about Christmas, lit candles, and warmed our hearts with their sweet voices. There was nothing there but a spirit of families proudly enjoying their children having fun celebrating the spirit of Christmas.

Perry’s antics remind me of some lines from a John Lennon song:

"You can wear a mask and paint your face
You can call yourself the human race
You can wear a collar and a tie
One thing you can’t hide is when you’re crippled inside.

You can go to church and sing a hymn
You can judge me by the color of my skin
You can live a lie until you die
One thing you can’t hide is when you’re crippled inside."

I personally find it offensive that the governor of our state shamelessly uses Christianity and gay soldiers and children in some politically dishonest TV commercial as a way for him to arrogantly promote himself, lie about the president, and make a farce of voting in America.

Hopefully people are tired of his desperate attempts to win the presidency and will turn away from him in disgust.

© 2011 Timothy Moody

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