Obama said in his speech in Germany,

“I know my country has not perfected itself. At times, we’ve struggled to keep the promise of liberty and equality for all of our people. We’ve made our share of mistakes, and there are times when our actions around the world have not lived up to our best intentions.”

But I also know how much I love America.”

Who’s he trying to kid? He doesn’t love America. He’s a Liberal–a euphemism for Socialist Progressive; a Fascist. He would prefer to see the America you and I know in ashes.

If Liberals really loved America, they wouldn’t be working so hard to:

–deny us the right to use our own resources.

–remove all religious expression from the public square.

–establish complete control over every aspect of our lives.

–limit our freedom of expression.

–deny us the right to keep and bear arms.

–deny us the right to defend ourselves by any means necessary.

–extend the rights of Americans to her enemies.

–obstruct any movement to protect our borders.

–elect a President who has ties to domestic terrorists, con artists, and Christian Marxists.

–dismantle the America that once inspired greatness, and replace it with an America that caters to the basest proclivities of Man.

In essence, Liberals don’t love America, they love only what they think America should be, according to their vision.

They cry foul when anyone questions their patriotism. Hogwash. They aren’t patriotic. Go research the word patriotic, and you’ll understand.

They are dissenters, but they are not loyal. They preach sedition, and then want the protections reserved for the truly loyal.

It’s about time we stopped playing their word games and called a duck, a duck.

I’m not usually a fan of the Washington Post. However, today they reposted an anonymous letter to the editor, originally printed on July 4, 1976, that I thought was so good it needed to be shared. I offer it here in it’s entirety.

By Anonymous
Thursday, July 3, 2008; 12:00 AM

What am I?

I am a free man — a good and decent man — a man of compassion, generosity, and understanding — a true friend, a steadfast ally, and a bitter foe.

I owe my allegiance to a government founded in the belief that among the rights of man are life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. Indeed, I would acknowledge no other. I can redress my government for injury; not satisfied with redress, I can elect a new one. I have watched my government function smoothly during periods of transfer of power caused by re-election, assassination, and resignation.

While other nations have a distinct race, religion, and/or geographic denominator, I live among people of my home without fear of intrusion by anyone — citizen or government designee — unless they have my personal invitation or a duly authorized search warrant.

I have a press to keep me informed — a press free to write, without inhibition, the truth as they see it. A press that needs fear no repression, no retaliation, no censorship so long as it prints the truth.

I live under a system of justice, merciful and fairly administered, where I am assumed innocent until proven guilty — a system which provides me appellate privilege while denying it to the power of the state.

I am free to go anywhere I want, earn my living in any way that suits me and, based on that freedom, I have created a standard of living unequalled in the history of man and envied the world over.

I have suffered in humility at the consequences of my mistakes — economic deprivation, social injustice, unequal opportunity and racial prejudice to name a few — but, once aware of these mistakes, I have set out to right the wrongs they created.

I have faced challenges to my way of life. I have fought and died countless times from Lexington and Concord to Vietnam. I was humbled at Valley Forge, Pearl Harbor, Corregidor and Malmady. But these experiences gave me the character I needed to go to Yorktown, Gettysburg, Midway and Normandy. I cherish my freedom above all else — I bow to no tyrant.

I am two hundred years old today. I have never been so proud of my ancient heritage, so grateful for my present situation, and so confident of the future. Today, I reaffirm my allegiance to, faith in, and love of my country. To the proposition that government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth, I do humbly pledge my life, my fortune, and my sacred honor.

I am an American.

Happy Birthday America!