Oh, How I Long for the Time When Grownups Were in Charge: Comparing the Duet of Ronald Reagan and Margaret Thatcher vs. Barack Obama

Left: British Prime Minister Margaret Thatcher (1925-2013); Right: President Ronald Reagan (1911-2004)

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When you watch this video, please take note at the facial expression of the foreign ambassador to the United Nations (UN) from the Soviet Union. His fear of President Reagan is abundantly clear, and if I may be so bold as to proclaim the following, his petrified face read as if it was the prose of Tolstoy, of how he narrated the Soviet ambassador's racing mind as he thought there would be either a final war or a harsh dictation of the terms for communism's final peace.

President Reagan capitalized upon the weaknesses of communism to topple an evil empire whose designs were to supplant an eternal hope for Huxley's brave new world in exchange for a posterity of Orwellian dystopia. Through his serving as the arbiter for peace though American ingenuity's begotten strength, the Soviet Union would collapse beneath the weight of its tyranny through liberty's toppling of the final wars of a people's repressed suppression.

Ladies and gentleman, the last duet of Cold War heroes in Reagan and Margaret Thatcher who without firing a shot orchestrated the penultimate fourth symphony before a fifth was ever necessary are now well past that frontier of rosary bushes found within those blessed woodlands upon their sweet chariots crossing over the River Jordan. Their legacies, however, have not been disembodied, and may be witnessed as most of the world is still free of systematic totalitarian despair. But aside from the known clandestine radical Islamic terrorism that continues to add to its 270 million estimated necrometrics by the day, a new threat from beyond the western steppes into Mother Russia threatens to subvert the legitimacy of Uncle Sam, his victory gardens and our fair lady Rosie the Riveter secured of a global peace so long preserved. Our grandfathers and great-grandfathers died to ensure that their progeny could have the right to choose for as many generations as their liberty would remember. But their stories told of horror that brought about mankind its brightest light shining during its darkest hour is being sanctioned to be forgotten.

Today, a European Union that still has not learned how appeasement never brokers but a conditioned unilateral peace for all time and an American president who armed through tweeted hashtags and delete buttons on Facebook have made democracy to a tsar in his troika a joke before the world yet to know him as do we now. We know this president well enough that we truthfully recognize how we really do not know the community organizer Barack Obama from the possible pseudonym of one Barry Soetoro. And if the president's heavily guarded secrecy at home is not credible for his citizens to trust his judgment to lead, the former Soviet KGB operative will surely allow an old sickle to slice through the exposed underbelly of democracy's once-beating heart while the hammer pummels what remains of liberty's soul.

Will the sun set upon America's promise for the spirit of 1776 to for all time shine as the world's brightest beacon for liberty as it did nearly 70 years for the British who never believed how the scourge of socialism would set the long risen sun upon Her Majesty's empire? Signed documents, political correctness and most especially hashtag polity will never bear the fruits for yielding a brokerage of a just and everlasting peace. Actions will always speak louder than one's words, and so too did our dear beloved Dutch Reagan and Maggie Thatcher.

Oh, how I long for the time when grownups were in charge....