So I heard President Sub Par on the news at lunch making all sorts of demands in relation to the Malaysian Air shoot down…a cease fire in the area between all parties, access to the crash site for investigators, blah, blah, blah blah, and all I could think was “Who does he think he’s kidding?”
During his tenure in the Oval Office, he’s squandered any authority that the Presidency might have still carried over from his infinitely more qualified predecessors, and has done his best to ensure that he has built none of his own. I physically cringe whenever I hear this pretender adopt the manner of an irritated professor, and presume to lecture anyone, let alone foreign leaders who have already tested him, only to learn that the force of his conviction will never take him any farther than he can comfortably hear his own voice and the approval of his reality-challenged sycophants.
It scares me that he can walk out in front of cameras and the presstitute corpse, and pretend that he’s really felt all along that the shoot down was an “outrage of unspeakable proportions” when yesterday, while in campaign mode, he spent all of less than a minute to pontificate that it “may be a terrible tragedy”, before launching back into a scripted speech that contained a number of attempts at jokes. Anyone observing the Great Narcissus for any period of time at all would have to wonder if he at least waited until he got off the podium before he could concentrate on how Presidential and Important he looked, or how he could get his golf handicap down.
I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again. As a President, he is most unserious man to ever hold the office. His ME-centric approach to all things domestic and foreign is embarrassing, as is his contempt for the America that was worthwhile and a beacon of hope to people all around the world. When he offered his unsolicited opinion on the events in Israel, I was not surprised by what I heard. Much like his criticism of the Cambridge Police revealed his willingness to weigh in on that matter without having a clue what he was talking about, his comments about the need for Israel to “show restraint” revealed to the world that he either hasn’t bothered with his security briefings (something REAL Presidents get out of bed in the morning and attend before going to do actual work), or that he didn’t pay attention to any briefing given. Either way, he is an embarrassment and the primary reason for our current tarnished prestige in the world today. I find myself somewhat disheartened when I hear some pundits try to craft an analogy that would serve to make the situation clear to anyone capable of logic independent of ideology. “What if it was Mexico lobbing missiles in at U.S cities?” they ask. I just shake my head. “How is that different from allowing passage through their country to ours by a wave of people utterly willing to break our laws as if it is their right to do so?” I ask in reply. If President Selfie didn’t want to go see the chaos on the border himself when he had a chance, because he didn’t “want a photo-op”, why do you think that other threats to this country would affect him in any meaningful way? He doesn’t understand America. Whether it’s been “at some point, you’ve just made enough money” or berating citizens who “bitterly cling to their Bibles and guns” or his curiously selective recitations of the Declaration of Independence or his fundamental mischaracterization of American exceptionalism, he revels in demonstrating that he doesn’t get this country. If it were Mexico lobbing missiles at American cities, I’m sure that he would summon members of La Raza and Mecha to the White House so he could publicly and abjectly apologize to them “on behalf of all Americans” and then try to find a way to surrender to them. For him, the only times tragedies happen is when someone asks him a real question and he just wants to finish his waffle, when he is asked a question he’ll pretend is above his pay grade, despite his previous expressions of clear opinions addressing the matter from another side, or when his subjects expect him to do his job and he just wants to enjoy his taxpayer-funded Hawaiian vacation.
Like previous expressions of outrage, and breathlessly declared red lines, I expect nothing will come today’s remarks. After all, we’ll soon be paying for yet another lavish vacation on Martha’s Vineyard for him and his family, far away from the relocation centers all over the country where the last stage of ICE’s “Catch and Release” kabuki theatre is being played out. Besides, he has more important things to worry about. Like the nagging grocery carts his wife wants to put in our grocery stores around the country…because it would be impossible for us to properly feed ourselves without her enlightened guidance. They only have to make sure we do what they say, and not what they do.
Much ado was made during the campaign by pundits, observers, and commentators, including myself, of Michelle Obama’s unfortunate remark that since her husband started running for President, for the first time she was proud of her country. This remark revealed her to be an ingrate, and yet another person suffering from that special brand of cognitive dissonance that requires the sufferer to feel ashamed of being a citizen of the greatest nation ever to exist on this planet. Now that her left-leaning husband with the concealed past occupies the big chair and is busy enslaving us all to generations of the debt he is using to feed and grow the entitlement culture that threatens to transform us into another European state, I understand what it means to be ashamed of my country. Especially when he goes abroad.
Taxes, Stupidity, and Death 