Christopher Beam of Slate has seen Obama’s utopia, and a more hellish place can hardly be imagined. Christopher’s visit to Valhalla on the high holy day exposed the vapid and senseless land to which we go.
The theme of the celebration was, predictably, fitness . . .
No clinging to religion here.
First to emerge was the Easter Bunny—a piece of choreography designed to fill the children’s heads with positive associations, which then transferred directly to the next pseudo-deity to emerge: Barack Obama. “Happy Easter, everybody,” he said, failing to mention Jesus. Michelle Obama followed up with a pagan prayer: “Let’s say thank you to Mother Nature!” She then proceeded to praise the benefits of fitness, organic food, and generic Canadian import Justin Bieber. The last elicited screams.
Ah, the pagan roots of Easter! A ritual of fertility. Self-respecting pagans would have gotten a great laugh from this celebration that made its boldest statement in support of the indisputably infertile:
The White House honored the family at the center of Florida’s battle over same-sex adoptions on Monday.
Martin Gill, his partner and their two adopted sons were guests at the annual White House Easter Egg Roll.
The occasion was, as the prophetic Christopher suggests, the perfect metaphor for the glossy veneer that shrouds the empty and cheerless aspirations of the left.
“Enjoy the beauty of your decorated eggs but please do not eat them,” said a sign. “They are not edible.”
Image: Steven Depolo (Creative Commons)
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