Obomica - Hell’s Getting Hotter - Apocalypse in America, a Sign of the End Times.

^{Chapter two in the ongoing fictional account of America's decent into Hell under the current administration.}

She whines softly with concern. She misses him too. I grab my furry baby and hold her close. My poor baby, she’s been uprooted. She misses Daddy and now I’m a crying puddle on the floor. How my baby’s world has turned upside down in a matter of weeks. Has it been weeks? I’m not sure. So many things have happened. Time has lost its meaning. You would think a 125 pound Mastiff would be far from comforting, but she is just that. Thank you, God that she’s here. Please, please bring him home to us.

How did I wind up on the floor? I reach up for the lunch by the computer that I never touched and hand it to her. How long have I been bawling like a child? I've got to check the monitors to see if he’s coming. Flying up I hit the keys… No. No movement in any direction. DAMN! God please!

She’s inhaling the stale sandwich. I don’t even remember what kind it was. I’m going nuts worrying.

What’s this?

The march toward unification is underway. Have faith in our Emperor. He will save us.

China announced today that it is calling Obamica’s debt due, in full. The world’s economies are in shambles. First, there was the attack on our nation by Iran. Then, North Korea obliterated the last of South Korea’s forces last week. With still no word coming out of Israel over the last three days, as they remain under attack, and the European Union falling apart, it is no wonder the markets are in chaos. To date, 92 Wall Street executives have committed suicide. 34 of them did so this morning right after the announcement.
Our savior, the Emperor, will address the nation tomorrow night at 7:00 p.m. BHO time.
Stay tuned Obamicans.

All will be well.
For real time updates as they become available visit us at BHOnetwork.com.

The march toward unification is underway. Have faith in our Emperor. He will save us.

The bile rises in my throat.

Where is he? He should have been here long ago. I feel a wet chin pressing into my leg as I send up another silent prayer for him…

OK, girl. You get the chips too.

The march toward unification is underway. Have faith in our Emperor. He will save us.

Obamica, rejoice! Peace will be ours.
The executions are scheduled for 10:00 p.m. tomorrow night immediately following our savior, the Emperor’s address to the nation. See the traitors brought to justice in Lincoln Square coming to you live only on BHO Network News.

All will be well.
For more details go to BHOnetwork.com

The march toward unification is underway. Have faith in our Emperor. He will save us.

Now it seems defiled. The lies, the hatred, the oppression I see in front of me make me sick. There’s no stopping it. The pop up windows override all blocking software and are on every site these days. If you're online, your going to see this mess. There is no way around it. Not that I know of anyway. Thankfully the love of my life got this, what did he call it? Oh yea, it's a scrambler. This wondrous little thing allows me to surf without being tracked. He always was smart.

IS! Damn it, woman. Is, not was! Watch that sh#t. He will make it. God please, please watch over him. Bring him home.

In a tiny cave burrowed into a hillside thousands of years ago, a small boy of eight sat holding what looked to him like a skinny old man. He was worried about the man. He had lost a lot of blood. He was sweating and really hot. He kept mumbling in his sleep. Something like “Hang on baby. I’ll make it. I promised” He kept saying it over and over between the moans, yet he still was unconscious. The boy didn't understand how that could be. He was afraid the old man was going to die. He couldn't see another person die. Not after yesterday. No! Can’t think about that. Can’t, can’t, can’t. He held tighter to the old man.

But, the visions of horror crept into his mind unbidden. He couldn't stop them. Father was at the pulpit preaching up a storm about the devil was coming and God’s children better run to the hills. “The bar-code is the mark of the beast my brothers and sisters. Any who take it are headed to hell and a fiery damnation for all eternity! If you have not accepted Christ, do it now. Let him in your heart. He is the one and only true savior.”

Daniel could see him from under the far end of the stage through the cracks in the planks his father had laid by hand. He often hid during Father’s more worked up sermons. He had managed to finally escape from his foo foo, bossy older sister’s eagle eye by saying he had to go pee. Mother was in the front row of the choir waiting to sing so he couldn't hide for long.

Just as he was about to scurry out from the side where no one could see him because of one of the huge plants placed on either side of the stage, he heard a loud voice shout, “Freeze you traitors! In the name of the Emperor you are all under arrest!” Everything seemed to move in slow motion. Somehow, he could see his father moving forward though Daniel, himself, was now facing the door and the man with the big gun. He felt the reverberations of the shot before his father hit the floor. His mother’s scream still echoed in his head. Silent, pent up tears the boy didn't even know were there were now falling on the man he clung to.

The march toward unification is underway. Have faith in our Emperor. He will save us.

Be sure to tune in tomorrow night, Obamicans. Over six hundred Texas traitors are lined up to pay for their crimes. BHO Network News will be covering it live as the Emperor brings you justice at last. You have waited weeks for the justice you deserve. The Emperor swore to defend you from the traitors within just as he did the bombs from Iran. Tomorrow night you will be paid, in blood.

All will be well.
For more details and real time updates on preparations underway in Lincoln square visit BHOnetwork.com

The march toward unification is underway. Have faith in our Emperor. He will save us.

Where is he? It’s getting worse by the second out there. God, please, I don’t think I can go on without him. I know it’s not my place to ask. I know we will be tested, but I don’t think I can survive this. Please, take me if you want, but watch over him. He’s better than I ever was. Please!

I can not stand this waiting. I can’t go look for him. He made me swear on the Bible I would not go outside until he came back. He said give him at least three days first... Three days? I can’t stand three more minutes. I have the monitor’s window reduced so I can check them every few seconds. I keep hoping against hope to see him coming through the trees. When he’s not there I switch back to the net. I can’t even pray right because he’s all I can think about. I have been scared before, terrified even. I would give my right arm to be back in any of those situations over this. I hate the powerlessness and helplessness. I’m going crazy here and there isn’t a damn thing I can do about it.

The march toward unification is underway. Have faith in our Emperor. He will save us.

Iraq just joined Syria, Libya and Afghanistan in the assault on Israel. There is still no news coming out of Israel. All satellites are down from extensive solar flares and information from that part of the world is sketchy, at best. All Internet communications from the Middle East have been shut down by the governments. No one has been able to reach anyone. We here at BHO Network News will continue to bring you the latest coverage on breaking events.

All will be well.
For real time updates as they become available visit us at BHOnetwork.com.

The march toward unification is underway. Have faith in our Emperor. He will save us.

Good Lord, do we have enough time left for him to make it even if he is close? The whole world is coming to blows and I don’t know where the one person I care about more than anyone is. I can’t go try to find him. I can’t call. Thanks to the damn Patriot Act, all calls are monitored and traced. I really need to smash all the phones. Even if I had not sworn to stay here, where would I look? I can’t go back home. It’s gone. I can’t try to trace his steps from there to here. The Protection Troopers are everywhere and I don’t have the bar code. I'm never going to either. Even if I were stupid enough to go there, what if he made it here and was hurt? What if he freaked out because I wasn't here, went looking for me, and then got caught himself? This is driving me insane! Dear God, he needs you. I know he does. Please, please just keep him safe.

A big warm head rests itself on my leg and looks up at me with sad brown eyes. Poor baby girl. You are just as scared as I am. We have to believe baby. There is nothing else we can do right now. She wags her tail. I have long thought she understands every word I say. She still looks worried. I am terrified. I am not alone. I know that. But, it sure feels that way. Where is he?

^{© Vix a.k.a. Rhonda Enrayne 1-10-12}

^{Disclaimer: This is fiction. It uses current social and political conditions but still is fiction. I am not saying this will happen or any of the key players are actually as portrayed.}

Do you ever worry about America’s future? Do you remember learning as a child that you had the right to be free? How about having the right to life, liberty…? Does any of that ring a bell? Our founding fathers thought these ideals were so important they made sure our nation’s founding documents addressed them. Look at the Liberty Bell. Do you see the crack in it? NDAA is ripping that crack wide open. It’s becoming so wide it’s making the Grand Canyon look small by comparison.

The ongoing campaign for who will be the next Republican candidate for president may well be the most important one ever. The fate of a free America rides on it. The current so called leader of our beloved country must go if we are to stand a chance at saving this great nation. America is hurting. She’s weak and she’s sick but she’s not finished yet. This old girl has a lot of fight left in her. If you care about your American heritage, about your freedom, about your children’s God given right to be free…

According to Infoplease.com only 58% of us voted in the last federal election. Obviously, over half of them voted for what’s running the country now. Look at how things have changed since then. Is your life better? Are you paying less for groceries? Do you feel safer? Do you think we are headed in the right direction? America is blessed in that we even have the option to vote for our leaders. We may not like the choices sometimes, but still, it is our choice. Decide America.

Last time around the slogan “hope and change” got us the condition we are in now. Change is only good if it is a change for the better! Let’s make a new change. Let us, in numbers untold in modern history “Occupy” the voting booths!

Through our voices and our votes, through our dollars and our sense, make a change for America, for the Constitution, for freedom!

Would you like to be a character in this growing tale of terror? You are invited. RSVP by comment or email giving me written permission to use your Hub name and avatar. No, I won’t kill off everyone. Join the party. Take a stand!

Obomica, Chapter three awaits you still,

freshly flowed from the poet's quill.

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