You Didn’t Build That! By Joe Keck

That’s what the President said about our fine American enterprises, small businesses, various companies and corporations, or I guess anything created by entrepreneurs to generate an income and get a business up and running.

Here’s the quote, taken from The NY Times:

“If you’ve got a business—you didn’t build that. Somebody else made that happen.”

Now, according to Obama defenders, the Campaigner in Chief, as Romney calls him, was speaking of our nation’s infrastructure, or some such anfractuous diversion. But of course, that doesn’t even make sense grammatically, much less logically


But regardless, that now infamous statement is an excellent example of the difference between the Conservative and Liberal views of government.

Liberals think that all people are a ‘network of humanity’ giving and taking, pulling and tugging together on the rope of life, helping each other out in compassionate brotherly . . . hold on a minute . . . my stomach just lurched a bit. Mmmm . . . okay – I’m good now.

Whew! Almost lost it there for a second.

Back to the point. Liberals think if you are successful in life, you must have had to rely on someone or something to bring you that success. And in some fatuous, insane, logic – according to Obama – that is an argument for giving Government more control over our lives.

In Obama’s worldview, a teacher helped you along the way, or “Somebody helped to create this unbelievable American system that we have that allowed you to thrive” or “Somebody invested in roads and bridges” and that is why you’re where you are.

Uh . . . okay . . . ???

So, if we were to follow that line of thinking to it’s logical conclusion, I suppose everyone’s mother is the real factor in their success.

After all, had Bill Gate’s mother not given birth to him, there would be no Microsoft.

Had Steve Job’s great, great, great, great, grandmother not given birth to his great, great, grandfather, there would be no Macintosh computer comapany.

Had Noah not gotten onto the ark . . .

So when we give it some gray matter, what can we draw from the President’s heartfelt and gravely important words?

That Liberalism is idoiocy!

I don’t’ know who Obama’s speech writer on that particular address was, but he should be fired, and maybe even slapped around a bit. If I would have been handed that speech, I think I would have grabbed whoever wrote it by his ear and marched him out the door, tossing his check behind him.

The question we conservatives have, and have pretty much always had, is, Are they that stupid or do they just think we’re that stupid?

Is there anyone who’s ever spent all night at his or her shop, store, or establishment in work up to their elbows because they ran into a problem and had to get it taken care of by morning, listening to that speech and nodding their heads in agreement?

Can you see some woman who put everything she had, her life, her finances, her soul, into a daycare center or a delivery company thinking, Man, am I glad others built this business for me? If they hadn’t, I just might’ve had to work extra hours to get my gift shop off the ground.

Yeah, Mr. President, Jack Smith started that moving company and gave his blood, sweat, and tears for it, working seventy and eighty house a week to keep it from going under, but surely, he has to admit that if it weren’t for that bridge over on 34th and Chester, he be begging for hand-outs right about now.

What is with these people? How can someone be that daft and still qualify for a Library card.

So it must be, indeed, that they do think we are that stupid. That we will swallow every delisional rambling that falls from their socialist mouths without even the slightest cursory examination.

And what is really terrifying is that they may be right!

This November, we’ll find out.

If they are, you might think about learning how to hunt small game and rub sticks together to make a fire.

I’m not kidding.

When we get to that point, I can just picture it: All across our once fruited plains, the amber waves of grain now cracked and desiccated stubble, our former proud and beautiful land, a beacon to the world in glistening neon, shining in brilliant prosperity with thriving industry and sparkling commerce, now lit only by small, individual campfires, strips of wild rabbit and squirrel drying on a spit, our formerly tall-standing Americans now huddled together before the meager glow of dying embers known historically as, That City which was once on a hill.


Then, our fearless leader and his Liberal comrades look out across the open desolation of our Brave New World, barren and gray, wrought by the dreams of his father, reduced to “fairness” by Hope and Change, and with true conviction they all sing in a disharmonious chorus, “You didn’t build that.”

And that would be correct.

They did.

About the Author

Joe Keck is a writer of horror, thriller, suspense, and other fiction, some poetry and music, with the occasional op-ed piece on current events, politics, and theology. Although born in Oklahoma, he was taken to Los Angeles when he was an infant, or as his mother described, "the ugliest little thing I've ever seen", and raised there on the West Coast. He considers himself to be far superior to most on the artistic merits of film and literature, seeing the vast majority of such to be well below adequate. He has four novels and many short stories to his credit, and hopes to one day have them published, promising to hold critics like himself in harsh derision. He's currently restoring a Jason 35 sailboat and plans to sail the world, writing horror stories, and marveling at the illustrative works of the Creator and His Divine story-telling imagery. You may Find Joe's Website at

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