Yesterday
I was driving along interstate twelve in Livingston Parish, Louisiana
One mile
east of the Port Vincent exit
I was on
my way into Ignatius Reilly's darkness and
The antithesis
of Garth Brooks’ suggestions, Baton Rouge
I was
called there for training on the potential financial fraudulent activities
In our
nation’s general accountancy by some retired Baby Boomer
Moonlighting
in continuing professional education who openly admitted to his poor skills in
Excel always required the assistance of others
For those
outside the accounting profession, this is like a contractor claiming to be unable
to hammer a nail or a doctor unable to use a syringe; it is a fundamental
disconnection from practical application of reality into one's professed competences
So it is into
this valley of tigers that I trespass an American billboard
“Satan is
Barack Obama.” I believe Luke is quoted verse and chapter
Bold in
red and black our elected president is cast as the embodiment of evil
Open for
any citizen of visiting alien to translate however he or she may deem fitting
I wonder
to myself, assuming I am not alone
Has any
president been afforded such funded slanderous free speech
In a
regard I was proud of my country; that such a statement could go by unnoticed
No riots
or fires, although this is Livingston Parish; klan country roots run deep there
In another
respect, I saw the Bible reference and smelled the rank of religion
The
perfidious arrogance to stand in war of angels, demons, and prophecies
I am sure Godzilla,
Zeus and Jabba the Hutt are laughing somewhere
Just as
much as Luke was wielding a light sword and speaking of Barack
So go and
see it if you like, I did not have time to salute it with my middle finger
Maybe you
might now that you have warning of its existence or maybe
You took
it seriously or believe in such tomes of revelations
Either
way, I am glad America does not over react to whackos
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