Wicked Commentary

Want a Free House

I received this in my email from a reader, Bill W, and thought it was a great story to pass onto others.  Thanks Bill. 



I was in my neighborhood restaurant this morning and was seated behind a group of jubilant individuals celebrating the coming implementation of the health care bill. I could not finish my breakfast. This is what ensued:
They were a diverse group of several races and both sexes. I heard a young man exclaim, Isn’t Obama like Jesus Christ? I mean, after all, he is healing the sick.

A young woman enthusiastically proclaimed, Yeah, and he does it for free. I cannot believe anyone would think that a free market wouldn’t work for health care.

Another said, “The stupid Republicans want us all to starve to death so they can inherit all of the power. Obama should be made a Saint for what he did for those of us less fortunate.

At this, I had more than enough. I arose from my seat, mustering all the restraint I could find, and approached their table. Please excuse me; may I impose upon you for one moment?

They smiled and welcomed me to the conversation. I stood at the end of their table, smiled as best I could and began an experiment.

I would like to give one of you my house. It will cost you no money and I will pay all of the expenses and taxes for as long as you live there. Anyone interested

They looked at each other in astonishment. Why would you do something like that? asked a young man, There isn’t anything for free in this world.

They began to laugh at me, as they did not realize this man had just made my point.

I am serious, I will give you my house for free, no money whatsoever. Anyone interested?

In unison, a resounding Yeah fills the room.

Since there are too many of you, I will have to make a choice as to who receives this money-free bargain.

I noticed an elderly couple was paying attention to the spectacle unfolding before their eyes, the old man shaking his head in apparent disgust.

I tell you what; I will give it to the one of you most willing to obey my rules.

Again, they looked at one another, an expression of bewilderment on their faces.

The perky young woman asked, What are the rules?

I smiled and said, I don’t know. I have not yet defined them. However, it is a free home that I offer you.

They giggled amongst themselves, the youngest of which said, What an old coot. He must be crazy to give away his home. Go take your meds, old man.

I smiled and leaned into the table a bit further. I am serious, this is a legitimate offer.

They gaped at me for a moment.

I’ll take it you old fool. Where are the keys? boasted the youngest among them.

Then I presume you accept ALL of my terms then? I asked.

The elderly couple seemed amused and entertained as they watched from the privacy of their table. Oh yeah! Where do I sign up?

I took a napkin and wrote, I give this man my home, without the burden of financial obligation, so long as he accepts and abides by the terms that I shall set forth upon consummation of this transaction.

I signed it and handed it to the young man who eagerly scratched out his signature.

Where are the keys to my new house? he asked in a mocking tone of voice.

All eyes were upon us as I stepped back from the table, pulling the keys from pocket and dangling them before the excited new homeowner.

Now that we have entered into this binding contract, witnessed by all of your friends, I have decided upon the conditions you are obligated to adhere to from this point forward. You may only live in the house for one hour a day. You will not use anything inside of the home. You will obey me without question or resistance. I expect complete loyalty and admiration for this gift I bestow upon you. You will accept my commands and wishes with enthusiasm, no matter the nature. Your morals and principles shall be as mine. You will vote as I do, think as I do and do it with blind faith. These are my terms. Here are your keys.

I reached the keys forward and the young man looked at me dumbfounded.

Are you out of your mind? Who would ever agree to those ridiculous terms? the young man appeared irritated.

You did when you signed this contract before reading it, understanding it and with the full knowledge that I would provide my conditions only after you committed to the agreement.

The elderly man chuckled as his wife tried to restrain him. I was looking at a now silenced and bewildered group of people.

You can shove that stupid deal up your a** old man. I want no part of it! exclaimed the now infuriated young man.

‘You have committed to the contract, as witnessed by all of your friends. You cannot get out of the deal unless I agree to it. I do not intend to let you free now that I have you ensnared. I am the power you agreed to. I am the one you blindly and without thought chose to enslave yourself to. In short, I am your Master.

At this, the table of celebrating individuals became a unified group against the unfairness of the deal.
After a few moments of unrepeatable comments and slurs, I revealed my true intent.

What I did to you is what this administration and congress did to you with the health care legislation. I easily suckered you in and then revealed the real cost of the bargain. Your folly was in the belief that you can have something you did not earn, and for that which you did not earn, you willingly allowed someone else to think for you. Your failure to research, study and inform yourself permitted reason to escape you. You have entered into a trap from which you cannot flee. Your only chance of freedom is if your new Master gives it to you. A freedom that is given can also be taken away. Therefore, it is not freedom at all.

With that, I tore up the napkin and placed it before the astonished young man. This is the nature of your new health care legislation.

I turned away to leave these few in thought and contemplation — and was surprised by applause.

The elderly gentleman, who was clearly entertained, shook my hand enthusiastically and said, Thank you, Sir. These kids don’t understand Liberty .

He refused to allow me to pay my bill as he said, You earned this one. It is an honor to pick up the tab.

I shook his hand in thanks, leaving the restaurant somewhat humbled and sensing a glimmer of hope for my beloved country.

1. Remember… Four boxes keep us free: the soap box, the ballot box, the jury box, and the cartridge box.


“Any man who thinks he can be happy and prosperous
by letting the American Government
take care of him;
better take a closer look at the American Indian.”




Comments on: "Want a Free House" (44)

  1. Great piece great argument. hmmm That’s just the way it is.


    • goshawk3 said:

      Yes, good example. Do you suppose the kids learned anything?


      • Hawk,

        At least it made them think. If they did it is still a little late but…

        Sounds like some people we’ve all seen since Obama. Yet they really don’t know anything about it. Just believe.


        • goshawk3 said:


          I know what you mean. Sometimes the ‘adult children’ out there remind me of the young people in H.G. Wells story “The Time Machine.” I don’t know if you saw the movie but I’m referring to the part where the kids where raised by underground Cannibals like a heard of cattle and new absolutely nothing about life.


  2. Maggie Peterson said:

    I am an 81 y/o great grandmother who applauds you loudly enough to be heard all over the great US of A and I am in Virginia. This is the very best post I have read on the subject and something I will use until I wear out my welcome.


    • Hi Maggie,

      Welcome to this blog and hope to see you again. Well, I got this in the mail from a friend and thought it worth posting. I thought it was a great story that parents, grand parents and others could use on the young people so they get the idea of just what they voted for. I’m glad you liked it so much. I’m glad you are going to use it. There are no free things in this life and the youngsters don’t quite understand that.


  3. LOVE IT. Thanks for putting this up. GREAT thing to have to smack libtards with.


    • clyde,

      Glad you liked it. I thought it was god too. What a way to get through to the unthinking young liberals who don’t understand what they voted for.


  4. You can tell then over and over again. Matters not since it does not align with the paradigm in their head. Reality is uncomfortable and they will ignore it right up until it bites them. Give me a child till he is 7 and he is mine forever. These are adultified children who have never learned to think for themselves. They will cleave to whatever makes them the least uncomfortable and which is easiest and then experience hurt and anger over and and over and over. And never take the blame upon themselves.


    • goshawk3 said:


      That’s similar to what the Communist Dictator, Vladimir Lenin, said “Give me four years to teach the children and the seed I have sown will never be uprooted.”

      He also said, “Give us the child for 8 years and it will be a Bolshevik (Soviet Communism) forever.”

      And this is exactly what is being done to our children in public schools. Pure Socialist/Communist propaganda. It’s a shame that the parents can’t see that.


  5. Great example of the Traitor Party indoctrination at its best. The Dept Of Indoctrination (education) has done a magnificent job turning most of our children into good little sheep only being taught “mother may I have more and still not have to do shit to get it?” The Traitor Party lays out its big tit and all the little puppies coming running to suck out more free milk from the cow WE PAID FOR!! Now giving people free crap makes them as loyal as when the majority were loyal to our great nation, because it provided freedom and rights.

    Makes me want to puke and crap in huge box for a month and then fly over DC and drop it on those commie bastards!


  6. Indoctrination at its best. The Dept Of Indoctrination has done a wonderful job turning most of our children into good little sheep for their cause. “Mother may I have more and still not have to do shit to get it??” The Traitor Party learned long ago they need to grow a big tit for all their little puppies to coming running for free milk and a big fed gov we now have.

    Makes me want to puke and crap into a crate for an entire month and then fly over DC and drop it on top of those commie bastards!


    • Sorry for two almost identical post. The first time I hit post NOTHING posted. Then I rewrite and hit post and BOTH post. WordPress can be a real pain in the ass sometimes…


    • Dave,

      Am I to guess the 3?s were because no one answered you yet? LOL! I went to bed early last night. I got myself so upset yesterday with crap I was reading, more from the Alinsky party I had to cool down. Then I find network problems and now I’m fuming again. I need to take a chill pill.

      I like your idea about the box, but you would need a huge one to do the job. 😀


      • Hey Pepp,

        The three ??? were because I had to put in something for a second post to get the previous one to post…LOL! I have more trouble with either my browser or WordPress than anyone I know. Perhaps King Sumbitch has put a virus into my system to try and stop my comments that I hate his frigging guts and he sucks the big one when it comes to running our country?!?!


      • Pepp..oh the box…I eat a BOAT LOAD of fiber and fiber supplements all the time, so I’d have them all “covered”! 🙂


        • Oh, sounds yummy. Now how are you going to get that boatload there? LMAO


        • Dave,

          From this comment:
          Davetherave said:
          April 25, 2013 at 6:16 pm

          Pep…I’ve learned to live in the world of delusion since O’Bastard took office!

          P.S. Still having issues with my first comment posting, so sorry if you see duplicates!

          I’m not seeing duplicates anymore. Now you may be hallucinating besides being delusional. Whoops, OUCH, you’ve got both afflictions. Better watch what you say about your brain. 😀


          • Crap…thought the side effects of that junk I let dissolve under my tongue so many years ago would be out of my system by now…sorry gotta go and catch that pretty pink elephant flying outside my patio…


          • Dave,

            Remember you have not dissolved any peptobysmal in years. So no worry there. The only reason you are having hallucinations is because the King is driving everyone nuts. Great plan of us his so he can say most of Americans are mentally ill. But, you’ve never been mentally ill so there is no worry.


  7. I saw this last week in an email a friend sent; good to see that you got it as well.

    Excellent way to make a point; hopefully some people that need to read it do.


    • Hi Paulie,

      Good to see you again. I imagined that others were receiving this email. When I got it, I thought what a great post this would make. I see you thought the same. I hope some people who need the lesson see it also and others who may want to use the very example in the story. It makes a great point.

      How are things in Boston? I’m reading that the mosque those bombers went to has terrorist ties. Have you heard anything about this?


  8. I wish I had been there at when that man show those young people what they got their selves into but then again I might have hurl when they compared him to Jesus.


  9. Great article! My question: Where can I get some ammo for my cartridge box?


  10. Oh, I so truly hope that this really happened somewhere and is not a fabricated story. Not that it misses the mark even if it is fabricated. I just hope some “progressives” somewhere got that kind of lesson.


    • Interface,

      I too hope this really happened somewhere but it does give one an example of how to get these young people to understand what’s really going on and anyone could try it like the story.


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