Follow the RED Brick Road

Never being one to adhere to convention, when watching The Wizard of Oz as a child I always wondered where the Red Brick Road led.  I imagined that the horrors found on the Yellow path might have paled in comparison to those along the Red.

red brick road

As a “grown up in physical age only” (GUPAO), I find myself comparing the adventures of Dorothy and Toto on their mission to find the Wizard to the power of the current administration to deflect our attention from their true intentions.  Those she met along the way were either a) inherently evil; b) lacking empathy; c) unable to think without directions from a more “educated” or charismatic being; or d) fearful of speaking out against the abuses of power that grab at your gut and alert you to the dangers of usurping the true meaning of the Constitution.  The only good character spoke in riddles and did not reveal the knowledge she held until after they had been through hell and back.  Or Dorothy just chose not to listen to reason because she was awed by the pomp and circumstance, seduced by the Emerald City at the end of the road.

Of course, Dorothy did not begin her journey along the Yellow Brick Road without encouragement and testimonials from those gathered in the town square.  There was the Lollypop Guild (Union), The Lullaby League (an organization dedicated to lull her into a sense of security), various politicians, and the Main Stream Media (town crier).  All appeared to toe the party line.

What if Dorothy had decided that the information being fed to her in rapid fire confusion just did not sit right?  What if she chose her own path – the Red Brick Road?  Let’s suppose that a journey along that road began with a pocket Constitution and a print-out of the Declaration of Independence.  Of course, the villagers would walk away, shaking their heads in disgust.  Dorothy and Toto would be outcasts in a land of “group think”.

So, in choosing the path of free thought, freedom to worship whomever whenever you choose and the right to protect one’s self and his/her family, Dorothy set off with the belief that she was a free individual who could survive without government assistance or intervention.  This would prove to be more difficult than she imagined.


The first attempt by the “Yellow Brick Roaders” (YBRs) to dissuade her from continuing was to play upon her familial responsibilities.  If Dorothy remained on her current course, and others followed her lead, who would pay for Obamacare?  Oh, Secretary Sebelius was doing okay with her fundraising efforts, but the tax dollars earned from the family farm were necessary, too.  Dorothy could be condemning Auntie Em to a life without food stamps, Medicare, Social Security and responsible physicians to evaluate when care for Auntie Em was no longer fiscally viable.  How dare she!  But, Dorothy knew her aunt quite well and ignored the ploy to cajole her to turn back towards the road to dependence upon government.

Along the Red Brick Road, Dorothy noticed people working hard, communities that supported each other and an overriding belief that the Constitution is the law of the land.  The YBRs would have none of that.  They unleashed their most feared weapon upon Dorothy and the villagers – the IRS…

witch and flying monkey

Of course, though orchestrated by the Witch, the flying monkeys did the dirty work.  They messed up paperwork, requested information to which they were not entitled, hid documents in trees where no one could access them and caused delays in processing requests for 501(c) 3 and 4 entities for months – even years.  With the Constitution as their guide, the villagers began a long, arduous fight against the witch and her minions.  Once Dorothy was certain they had things under control, she and Toto continued down the road.

For a day or so, the duo enjoyed a leisurely stroll down the Red Brick Road taking in the scenery and thinking of those they left at home.  To her left, Dorothy saw the most beautiful field dotted with colorful flowers and chose to veer off the path.  Toto tried to warn her, but Dorothy wanted some of the flowers to bring home to Auntie Em.


As soon as she entered the field, Dorothy became extremely tired, lay down and fell into a deep sleep.  At first, the voice of the Anointed One sounded like that of an angel – soothing tones and logical rhetoric.  But, something changed.  His voice became more defensive and condescending.  “I think when you spread the wealth around it’s good for everybody”, “After a century of striving, after a year of debate, after a historic vote, health care reform is no longer an unmet promise.  It is the law of the land.”, “It’s not surprising, then, they get bitter, they cling to guns or religion or antipathy to people who aren’t like them or anti-immigrant sentiment or anti-trade sentiment as a way to explain their frustrations.” – Barack Hussein Obama.  This new tone of voice jarred Dorothy out of her slumber and back to reality.  She now knew, if only for a moment, what it felt like to drink the Kool Aid™.  It was an empty, desperate feeling she hoped never to experience again.

“I know, Toto, I screwed up.”  Toto looked up at Dorothy and wagged his tail.  Lesson learned.  If it looks too good to be true, it probably is.

Not long after the “Poppy Incident”, they came across a group of individuals who seemed quite lost.  A lion, a scarecrow and a man made of tin.  After what seemed like hours of round about conversation, Dorothy finally understood the dilemma the three found themselves in.  The tin man had lost all empathy after being forced to assist in a cover-up of the murder of an American diplomat and three others in Libya.  The words he was ordered to repeat to the world over and over again became truth in his mind and heart.  He was having a hard time regaining his humanity.

The lion was fearful of losing his income, pension and standing in the YBR community if he did not support the views of the administration both publicly and in private.  He knew of attempts to bypass legal channels in order to step on the First Amendment Rights of journalists who resided within or on the fringes of the YBR and he did not want that kind of misery to befall him.

The scarecrow had been a political appointee of the Anointed One and had lost the ability to think for himself.  He parroted their talking points regarding the Embassy in Libya on several news shows and his brain had atrophied due to constant misuse.

dorothy and her friends

Fearing there was nothing she could do for them, Dorothy brought the trio to the villagers in hopes that their faith in what the RBR stood for might help her new found friends get on the road to recovery.

Dorothy and Toto were coming to the end of their journey.  She had learned much about the strength of communities and the importance of maintaining your individuality.  She was even stronger in her conviction that the Constitution was meant to protect individual citizens from their government, not give the government a tool to oppress the citizens.  It was not a “living, breathing document”, it was written in a way that it could be applied – as is – today just as it could over 200 years ago.

When they got to the end of  the road, a mountain range was visible in the background.  The sun was setting behind them.   An eagle soared over the largest American Flag Dorothy had ever seen.  “Toto”, she said, “we are finally home.”

Lie, Deny and Pacify

It is the absolute right of the State to supervise the formation of public opinion.” – Joseph Goebbels, Reich Minister of Propaganda in Nazi Germany 1933-1945

Kinda creepy, huh?  I mean, considering all that is going on with the IRS, DOJ, Benghazi, and the EPA.   How better to “supervise” what the public hears in order to win an election than to lie, deny and pacify?  “It is not truth that matters, but victory.” – Adolf Hitler, Führer und Reichskanzler, Germany 1933-1945

I wonder if Candy Crowley feels even a modicum of regret as a journalist for assisting Obama in the lie perpetrated upon the American public during his debate with Mitt Romney.  (Probably as regretful as Hill and Barry feel about the four deaths in Benghazi.)  She knew damned well that Obama never mentioned terrorism during the Rose Garden speech.  But, then again, so did most of the people who voted for him.  Like the followers of any charismatic leader, blind devotion trumps cold, hard facts every time.  “If you tell a big enough lie and tell it frequently enough, it will be believed.” – Adolf Hitler

It has now come to light that “… 92 percent of Freedom of Information Act (FOIA) fee waivers were granted to ‘environmental allies,’ while just 8 percent were granted to conservative think tanks. The disparity came to light this week in a report by a conservative research group.  Agencies can waive fees for requested information if they determine the information contributes to the public understanding of governmental activities” (  To have a complete understanding of any circumstance, you must be able to consider both sides of the issue.  If one side is silenced, then all you are left with is a lecture from a biased podium.  When giving free access to information only to groups sympathetic to Obama, his campaign organizers were able to pacify their supporters and quite possibly gain new ones.

Let’s add the EPA to the IRS scandal that hit the airwaves last week.  Both pretty much attempted to accomplish the same goal – make life tough on the Conservatives (and those who are not Conservative, but believe in the Constitution and not in the government) so that they might give up, crawl under a rock and let Obama rule the country unfettered.  Once again, his supporters got what they wanted because their 501(c)(3) and (4) requests slid through like shit through a goose while others languished in paperwork Hell for months and months.  “In 2011 Conservative watchdog group Media Trackers filed with the IRS to achieve nonprofit status. The application got stuck in Obama-induced IRS limbo. In 2012 the same group changed its name and filed again with the IRS as “Greenhouse Solutions.” They were granted nonprofit status in 3 weeks” (

Of course, He Who Bows to Dictators and Despots will claim he had no knowledge of the political games going on in either agency.  He had no knowledge that there were serious security concerns in Benghazi.  Certainly he had no knowledge of the wiretapping going on at the AP offices, and certainly he will deny any knowledge of the seizure of personal emails and phone records of Fox News’ James Rosen.  Really, why is this guy still President? 

The AP wiretapping scandal and the naming of reporter James Rosen as “…a probable ‘co-conspirator’ in a criminal spying case…” ( reek of intimidation and a desire to show the press who is in charge.  “Think of the press as a great keyboard on which the government can play.” – Joseph Goebbels.  Problem is, Barry, there is a pesky little thing called the First Amendment and those who are journalists have no intention of changing their names to Steinway.  I feel this hornet’s nest might just get us a Republican/Libertarian controlled House and Senate in 2014.  (Put away your gavel, Nan.  Ain’t happenin’.)  Well, a girl can dream anyway.

What absolutely floors me is that Obama’s approval rating is still hovering around fifty percent.  When people discuss the “dumbing down” of America I find it hard to believe that they are only referring to school children.  Can it be that the effects of free stuff from the government include the loss of brain function?  I guess so.  In case you haven’t noticed the allusion running through this blog post, let me tie it up in a neat little bone-chilling bow for you with the following final quote:

The more we do to you, the less you seem to believe we are doing it.”

– Dr. Josef Mengele, SS Captain and The Angel of Death at Auschwitz, Germany, 1933-1945