A CUBAN'S THOUGHT ON OBAMA

Yesterday we needed to have a driver take us to the airport.  His name was Louie, his car was impeccable, his English perfect.  He and his family came from Cuba just after Castro became dictator. Being a Tea Party Patriot myself, he and I immediately connected. We talked the same lingo, read the same books. But what really connected us is our history.  His in Cuba, mine in Germany.  The story is always the same:  people want and need change after a disaster, war, etc.  Then there comes the bright and shining knight, that knows how to talk, make people feel better, promises prosperity.  People are desperate and vote for these imposters.  History keeps repeating itself, in different countries, for different reasons.  But this time the majority of people woke up, hopefully before it's too late.  There are still many hurdles to jump, but I get encouraged every time I run into strangers and see that there are so many of us fighting this imposter and his regime.