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Throughout his movement of rebuilding America's economy, Barack Obama reintroduced a belief system born long ago. A moral and value that spreaded from generation-to-generation related to the severity and importance of family union. A belief system that enforces the power of unity and promotes the failure of division. As a way of setting this stance, we were recently summons to unite as a people. On that day we took our first step into the threshold of our future. Historically, we resided in a country that stood contrary to its given name. However, through grievous trouble, hardship, and suffering racism has begun to produce mold and as a result, the true meaning of our country's name (The United States of America) claimed its front seat on November 4, 2008. In my attempt to compliment and enforce Obama's mission, I've opted to start a non-profit organization called, "The Family Union Foundation for Obama." The Family Union Foundation for Obama's purpose is to raise money to reunite American families (African-American, Native American and etc) who were separated during slavery by way of being sold to different slave owners across America. This mission involves uniting grandmothers and grandfathers once kidnapped from their grandchildren to mothers and fathers forcefully taken from their sons and daughters. While executing, "The Family Union Foundation for Obama," I will be promoting my book entitled, "Hi Joe the Plumber Meet Joe the Believer." (Available March 1st) Like the non-profit organization, this book is one that every United States citizen should be familiar with as it paints reasons on why some Americans were against Obama and one of the world's most powerful campaigns. In addition, 20% of the book's purchase price will go towards, "The Family Union for Obama." Like Obama, it is my goal to meet people throughout America who share the common interest regarding the necessity of families being united. It is my attempt to keep Obama's vision alive as well as other leaders who paved ways for us, our children, and our children's children. With DNA testing, we can accomplish this simple task. As a union we can make our ancestors' dreams of finding their love ones finally come true.
Mission statement:
After loosing the elections to Obama. John Mccain goes home with hope of having a wonderful Thanksgiving with his immediate family. Mccain flew into his hometown on his private jet but when he reached the airport, his usual guest didn’t greet him. There weren’t any balloons, the bands weren’t playing or crowds weren’t cheering. This was unusual, he didn’t even see Sarah Palin. He looked into the distance but all he could see was snow and his cold breath in the air. He looked at his secret service and even they looked shocked about what was happening. For 40 years his town greeted him every Thanksgiving, so WHAT HAPPENED.
He looked at his wife and gave her a smile then said, “Moneys been tight this year for everyone baby. Maybe the town couldn’t afford a celebration this year”
Mrs. Mccain looked at her husband with her devilish grind, “You’re probably right baby. Everyone can’t afford the things we have!”
Mccain grabbed his wife arm and helped her through the snow. He looked at his wife then said, “At least we still have our limo!”
Mccain’s limo was black and warm inside. The bar was filled with Champaign, just like years before. His secret service followed the limo in their black Yukon. Mccain could see despair in his wife’s eyes. He looked at her and said this while he rubbed her thigh, “Baby, I’m still your little P.O.W, right”
Mrs. Mccain’s wife batted her eyes then ran her finger thru Mccain’s hair and gave him a hug as he continued to rub her thigh, “You are my little soldier. Don’t worry!”
Mccain leaned back in his leather seats proud of what he just heard. But when he looked out his window it all disappeared, “What’s going on here?”, Mccain yelled.
Mrs. Mccain rushed to the window because she wanted to see. But what she saw she couldn’t believe, “Why do everyone in your town have Obama campaign signs in there yards!’
Mrs. Mccain looked at John and she immediately knew he was scarred. His eye lit up like a deer staring into your headlights, “I can’t believe it. My own people voted for Obama. What’s going on?”
Alarms kept ringing in John’s ears as he looked out the window and things slowly started to become clear. Most of the people he knew was in Obama’s below 250 thousand dollar tax bracket. While Mccain was trying to help the rich, he was forgetting about the poor. This is something that Republicans have done thousands of times before. As Mccain’s thoughts lingered as his wife started to scream.
Mrs. Mccain, “What the hell did you do? You lost to a black man. Now our lives are ruined. No one will ever remember you for being a prisoner of war. Now everyone will look at us and laugh. And our friends want come to our parties or to any of our functions because you were the first White Republican Man to loose to a Black Democrat.”
Mccain couldn’t believe what was ringing in his ears. He looked at his wife because he felt like he had to make things clear, “LooK!”, pointing, “This race wasn’t about color. I lost to a great man. A-----smart guy!”
Mrs. Mccain laughed, “You lost to a Smart Guy… You lost to a great man”, She paused, “You didn’t say that when you were running around calling him a terrorist. You didn’t say that when you made allegations that Obama was a socialist or he wasn’t fit to be President for the last 23 months”
John looked his wife dead in her eyes, “Now you listen here. I only said those things because your family was about to be taxed because of his policies, if your family loose money then I loose money. I didn’t marry you for only your body, Baby. I married you for power and your family seen me as an opportunity to increase their power.”
Mrs. Mccain was furious about what she just heard. Her eyes was red and her vision was blurried, “You little short dwarf. I know you are angry right now, so I’m going to act like I didn’t hear what you just said. But remember one thing! I made you and I’ll break you… Believe it..You had a chance to get power but you lost, I never lost and I can changed your world with a flick of the wrist”
