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Fight, Flight or Fuck it

The current controversy is about Barack Obama rescheduling a speech.  He was supposed to give the speech Wednesday night but John Boehner (pronounce boner – anyway, I pronounce it boner) called him up and said ‘Wednesday’s bad, we’re having our big right wing praise Jesus and

That would explain a few things

rant about socialism night that night’ and Barry said ‘no-probs, we’ll move it to Thursday.’

But, like everything Barry, it’s a controversy.  Flag lapel pins, knew some guy, knew some guy, went to a church, likes Dijon mustard, knows what Arugula is, Teleprompters! Teleprompters! Birth certificate!  There’s one big difference.  This time it’s people on the left who are giving him shit.  It was only a matter of time.

As we watched him cave on Guantanamo, taxes for the rich, single payer health care and a whole bunch of stuff we have become increasingly disillusioned with Barry.  When is he going to fight back?  He reminds me of the Jim Carrey character in Me, Myself and Irene, at the beginning, when he just put up with crap from everybody and therefore everybody in town used him as a doormat, and we’re all waiting for the scene where he flips and pushes little-Miss-smartmouth’s head under water a few times, before driving some guy’s car through the front window of the barber shop and then ticketing the son of a bitch for a broken headlight.

But, I’m not going to jump on his case about this.  I remember the first time I ever saw him, I think it was on Leno, and he was talking about the Dijon thing and how  politics can get really silly and superficial and we need to be talking about important stuff.  I thought “Well, that’s a pretty vague message.” But I also thought, “he’s right.”

And that’s been his presidency.  Not to act silly.  Not to get caught up in a silly debate over speech timing.  I salute him for that.

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