Obama's reticence on Iran stirs stew of opinion

President Obama is taking heat for his measured comments about the post-election protests in Iran.

[carey529]

apparently, the telepromter is in the shop.

[Iran]

As long as one can keep Sunni and Shi'ite fighting eachother, the better off the world is. And the longer Turkish voices are a whisper in the dark the better.

The Republicrats are wrong on this.

"it's up to Iranians to settle their election dispute themselves."--oblahma

First thing he's ever said I agree with!

[falasha]

Not only is Obama doing the right thing but he is withstanding the pressure from both sides. He doesn't waver.

[Duh Vinci]

Ali Harmoni...better than Ali Discord? Hommony is soaked in Lye and ground into grits...Fried Grits are Great....Chowmah

[Conservative Tom Zart]

UNYIELDING HONOR

Weakness invites moral plight, war and aggression
Encouraged by mistrust, misjudgment and delay.
All we love can be destroyed and transformed
By the powers of darkness maneuvering our way.

When something wicked stares us in the face
To corrupt our morals, faith and resolve.
God gives us courage to defend what’s right
No matter the sacrifice or danger involved.

Evil seeks to destroy the good in man
And silence the memory of God’s law.
It’s up to the faithful to stay unyielding
Defending the liberty and justice of all.

Our men and woman who serve in harm’s way
Are the armor of what the free world depends on.
Without their sacrifice of body and soul
All that we stand for is gone.

NEVER BE AFRAID TO BE PROUD of AMERICA

America, the abundant, the place I was born
I'll cherish till the day I die.
Where the bones of past heroes lie buried in the ground
Who loved her the same as I.

Her mountains are so tall they reach for the sky
With prairies where the green grasses grow.
There's billions of trees where wild birds nest
With creatures that flourish below.

That blue gold called water with which we are blessed
As raindrops or crystallized snow;
Changes to rivers and fresh water lakes
While the winds of our seasons blow.

There's the haunt of a whistle from a lonely freight train
Racing on ribbons of steel
With the harvest of farms and from the factories
Balanced in a box on a wheel.

Some cities have buildings a hundred stories tall
Structures of concrete, glass and steel.
A statue in a harbor, a present from France
Describes how, inside, we feel.

That flag on the moon with red and white stripes
Proves America’s dreams come true.
A country of heroes who line up to protect
The past, the present and the few.

We’ll defeat terrorism as it should be fought
Never letting Satan’s horde chase us to our door.
Safeguarding our borders and system of life
As our forefathers sacrificed before.

Never be afraid to be proud of America
And march with the brave, faithful and just.
Refusing to submit to the will of our enemies
Standing firm to preserve what we trust.

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