Quin Hillyer does not like Barack Obama. He is in good company. Tens of millions of Americans do not like Barack Obama. The very kindest and most gentle thing I can say about Barack Obama is that I do not like him. I do not like him in the same way a cancer patient does not like his cancer.

Hillyer complains about the Orwellian nature of the Obama regime. Obama says one thing, does another, denies he said it and then denies he did it. All of this mendacity and obfuscation resides in Obama as deeply as anything can. It is as much a part of him as his teeth. One odd fact about Obama—there are many odd facts about Obama—is that his most rabid supporters know he lies and do not mind at all that he lies. One must delve rather deeply into the realms of psychology to understand such folks. One is reminded of the woman who is regularly beaten by her boyfriend but refuses to press charges against him. She loves him, you see.

And that sort of “love” is unworthy of a people whose heritage is the Declaration, the Constitution and the Republic created by them. Simply stated, when such folks control the destiny of a nation, that nation will ooze into dictatorship. Imagine if these sorts were in the majority around the time of Lexington and Concord. There would have been no “shot heard ‘round the world.” All would have ended with a whimper and a very sincere plea that King George send aid, comfort and sustenance to his beloved colonies and subjects.

It was a very good thing for the history of liberty in our fallen world that such folks were nowhere to be found when Washington, Jefferson, Madison and their type walked our land. Now they are everywhere, like flies buzzing around rotten flesh. They are as the worthless plebeians in the late Roman Republic and all through the history of the Empire who were fed panem et circenses and were pleased and contended therefore. Juvenal wrote of the Obama types of his day:

… Already long ago, from when we sold our vote to no man, the People have abdicated our duties; for the People who once upon a time handed out military command, high civil office, legions — everything, now restrains itself and anxiously hopes for just two things: bread and circuses.

Such folks were not considered worthy of service in the legions, naturally. Who in his right mind would trust the maintenance of the State to such flotsam? Certainly no Roman emperor or senator thought to do so. These sorts of plebs were good only to clap and yelp when the emperor made an appearance at the games. You can see their modern descendants at official Obama rallies and among the shock troops of ACORN.

Aristotle had their number 2300 years ago. He wrote that some people were simply “natural slaves” and thus were unsuited to the demands of self-rule. Aristotle knew that no democracy could possibly survive when such men were in the majority, though he predicted that sooner or later the very nature of a free state would allow these sorts to rise to the top and eventually control the levers of power. When that happened, the game was up. That State would morph into tyranny.

We hear a modern echo of Aristotle in Heinlein.

The human race divides politically into those who want people to be controlled and those who have no such desire.

We saw these types at Katrina as they begged the government to “do something” even as it herded them cattle-like into an arena.  We saw these types as they begged the government to protect their mortgages. We see these types today as they bow and beg and scrape at the feet of Obama, pleading with him to grant them health care, college education, housing and funds from the treasury. They are just as Aristotle predicted, fit only to serve and be fed.

Needless to say these types have no interest in the form of government under which they live. Their only concern is the maintenance of their fleshly desires. And the odd thing is that even if the State fails to supply them, they still grant it their support. Recall the oft-beaten girlfriend.

Truly, Obama love is a many-splendored thing.

One can search the pages of the history of dictatorships and quickly discover that natural slaves are unable and unwilling to overthrow any tyrant. Indeed, they would quake and quiver at the mere suggestion of such a thing. Dostoyevsky was right, that “one need only show a whip to a beaten dog.” I would add that one need only shake a food bowl at a pampered lapdog.

What to do with these sorts? Indeed, what can be done with them? Every free man must shudder when these folks head for the voting booths with their Obama buttons proudly affixed. Even if Obama is booted out of office in 2012 his creatures will still be among us, wandering zombie-like and bemoaning the loss of their hero and sustainer. They would certainly be more than willing to follow the next demagogue to arise among us. One can even argue that these unworthies will become the king makers in any political contest as all candidates strive to outdo each other in promising our rabble “this, that and the other.”

It is exactly this type of thing that has led the Republican Party—what is left of it anyway—to begin to transform itself into nothing so complex as a mirror image of the Democrat Party. Whatever programs the Democrats vow to support the Republicans vow to support as well, with perhaps a little less spending. The absurdity is apparent. What parasite will accept a lessening of his food ration? These folks will vote for the men who will best care for them.

For they hear their Master’s voice, and will follow. Even into Hell if need be.