It's such a relief to know that B. Hussein Obama, who has plenty of time for golf and date nights with the race and entitlement obsessed First Klingon, but not so much with General McChrystal, wasn't obsessing over Tuesday's elections, especially the dems' beatdown in Virginia, and their shocking defeat in New Jersey. What a bring down for the One to face the awful truth that he is not only not "the answer," but is what they used to call back in the day, "box office poison," as in anything he touches turns to dreck.
No doubt when his aides interrupted his viewing of that sickening HBO documentary about himself, which he no doubt had on an endless loop, to inform him that, despite his spending virtually every single non-golf, non-date night minute there to help out his Wall Street refugee pal John "Seat belt? What seat belt?" Corzine" in his bid to become governor, that the rich guy had lost to the fat guy, he no doubt shrugged. This defeat could not possibly be about him. After all, he's the One we've been waiting for. As it turns out, he is!





















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