"Try Your Luck" cried out Barack Obama.
Barack moved to his left but raised his right hand shouting at the crowd. Barack loved to work the crowds big or small so he was waving and talking. Talking and waving and that world famous smile plastered on his face even when he needed to fart or wrote a bad check.
"Try Your Luck, Vote for the Black Man" he looked over the crowd of people walking away from his Democratic booth. He was having some trouble drawing a crowd but he had a lot of Chicago tricks up his long sleeved shirt. He also noticed that Harry, the Democratic Thug was watching him again. Harry was teaching him to clown around and gather cash and votes at the same time. Harry taught Barack the Nudge, Shove, Shout and Shoot political strategy. Nudge em all, shove him hard and always shout louder than those damn Republicans. If that don't work shoot something at em. Bad news, good news, a surprise in the world or just about anything.
The clever operator Barack Obama was kind of new at national politics but the sun was shining and the Democratic sideshow was open all weekend.
The Democratic party paid for Barack's booth because like any other carnival you had to have something draw the crowds. It was the first time that a colored black man has his own booth so Barack was proud and Harry was still just a little worried.
Barack remembered Harry telling him that American's loved games of chance so just go out there and start waving and talking. Despite the fact that Barack only had one visitor before lunch he still stood out there and was waving and shouting at the hundreds of people walking past his sideshow booth.
The Republican three legged horse ride was drawing more people and it wasn't even free like his brochure and free blue balloons. One might think that Barack Obama could get at least a hand full of people to stop by and try their luck but Barack found out his prosperity had had a price and so he started handing out one dollar bills to any adult walking past his booth.
He started to get a few gullible black people because he was giving away cash money but the three-legged horse was still winning the race. Everybody knows that carnival games and politics are a gyp but just by the law of averages he could surely draw a crowd if he gave away five bucks instead of just a dollar.
His ingenuity began to pay off and his idea of giving away money was a big winner so it seemed. Harry came by and patted Barack on the back and told him "I told you if you don't talk like a Negro" and gave him a big smile. "It's O.K. that you're black but you don't want to rub people's nose in it!" Harry picked up the pile of five dollar bills on Barack's table. "Where you get the cash Barack?"
Barack looked to the left and then to the right. "I kind of took it from the guys over there across the way." Barack had watched the Republican three legged horse bring in cash money all day and they had stacks of cash. "Those Republicans got more money than we do so I just took some." Barack known as the "Player" around the Democratic headquarters had that game changing smile on his face.
Harry looked at his pocket watch suspended on a gold chain and told Barack to speed it up because the "party needs more cash Player." and was pretending to swing his right arm back like he was bowling and said "strike"
Harry knew that Barack was a player and good for him thinking about stealing from the Republican three legged horse booth across the way. Tricks are cheap and make money just like lying and cheating. Harry was famous for making up lies and then telling everybody it's a secret that he couldn't talk about. It never failed some guy would show up with a briefcase full of cash wanting to know the secret or a young chick without a bra and a ribbon tied to her ass. Harry just loved government.
Harry knew that "Barack The Player" didn't have a chance without party help but the Democrats pitched a really big tent. Barack Obama was from Chicago or something not that Harry really cared. Barack was simply help for the Democratic carnival booth and having a black face made the Democrats more acceptable to colorbreeds.
Barack would be good but nobody ever really trusted a black so the party didn't talk about it much. The secret lie that Harry had made up about Barack was really something as he told everybody that Barack wasn't born in the states. The lie got so big and briefcases with cash were piled in his office and envelopes of news agencies filled his pockets. He knew Barack was a island boy but the rumor was a money maker and one thing for sure Harry like cash money and that bitch Nancy would have to be paid off now and again.
Harry watched some Republican tossing the ball at the tenpins and just smile as Harry and his pals made another buck. A guy could hit those tenpins just right and they'll never fall over as the bottoms are filled with lead. The political racket was a sure fire money maker but the bucket shop was taking a few hits. A dummy would give his booth a dollar and we would hand them three balls to try their best to toss into the empty buckets scattered on the plywood table. The plan was for the baseballs with rubber inside to bounce right out of the shallow buckets. Some dumb ass had put in regular hardware buckets which were too tall and the balls were staying inside.
Harry would draw the close curtain for ten minutes and change the buckets to shallow buckets. As long as they looked real nobody would notice. Things just had to look real they didn't have to be real. With that thought in his mind he turned around and watched the new boy for a while. Barack was a little shallow too like Harry's trick buckets but nobody would ever notice. He had good manners for a colored and he seemed to always have his pants pressed. Barack had the springiness in him like most black folks that helped him bounce no matter how hard some jerk tossed a question at him. Harry noticed that Barack was getting some onlookers which meant Barack would make some money. They were mostly black but a buck was a buck.
Barack picked up a banjo and picked something out of the past and whatever tune he was playing brought more and more people. Barack put him a bucket out there and folks started dropping loose change and dollar bills inside. Barack did good because he put a bucket out there with a false bottom, making it seem empty all the time.
Harry knew that Barack had a "chip of his shoulder" because he was married to kind of a milk bottle kind of girl. She had a head of wood and a wide bottom and she wasted a lot of his time and money. He wanted to be a main player in the political pyramid game but he would need a lot of cash money to capitalize on Democracy.
Barack was good at fleecing the voters so he had some potential but Harry thought he kind of played roulette with the truth. It was just last week that they had caught him telling a campaign worker the truth and got busted. Barack understood the political pyramid and even the carnival fleecing of the colored folks but he didn't know how to grease the wheels of chance just yet.
Harry knew about Barack's college records and all that other stuff so they agreed to the constructed history they gave CBS which really means they'll tell everybody else in due time. Just like ducks the media lined up behind the B.S. so Barack and his confederates got a free pass on most of the black radical stuff. He was just a kid when he was using drugs and pounding white girls, you got to grow up. The gangster stuff in Chicago was a little harder to gear down but Harry took his time and did it right.
What was spinning Harry was Hillary. She wanted to be President and after Bill that was the last thing Harry wanted. Bill and Hillary had cost Harry a fortune as Bill's whistle stops with females got out of hand. Apparently Bill was playing some new kind of cigar game with the girls in the White House and Hillary sniffed it out. Bill's wheel stopped turning and that hurt cash flow big time for Harry and others.
Harry needed to win the big house and the more he watched Barack "The Player" Harry knew he had some good balance and the spinning arrow started to point at Barack.
People were betting on Hillary but Barack could out talk and out lie almost anybody Harry knew. Barack could lay his hands on the truth and spin so hard the lie was much better and the sporting voters would clap and yell for Barack. Harry started studying Barack and attached a few tough levers on him to take some control. Barack might become President but a colored couldn't be in charge.
Harry, Nancy and a few others started looking at the numbers and thought they could hang Barack inside the big house with proper framing and lots of spinning. Barack was full of graft and B.S. but the arrow was pointing at him to run for President.
Barack worked all the carnivals and Harry kept watching. At times Barack would bring about his own friction but Harry and Nancy and in time Hillary would grease the rails and get him moving again. Barack became President which pissed Hillary off but nobody really cared because everybody was still mad at Bill.
Barack opened up his own carnival.
Harry had no idea what the sign was meant to mean at the front gate.
ObamaCare, open for business.
Harry just smile.
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