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Will Obama Become Undone Tonight?

It’s the only reason I can think to watch this.

Ever since Obama’s partial meltdown during the Debt Ceiling negotiations, when Boehner walked out on him, the cat has been out of the bag.

We have all watched closely since. He clearly has been less engaged, to the point of almost asking himself why he is even there. He looks at some audiences like Bill Clinton often did Hillary, wondering “What the hell am I doing here?”

Rush Limbaugh early on stated that one of the hardest things for any public figure to do is to bring his A-game in front of the camera after everyone has seen the real him….and he knows they know it.  He was speaking of both Tiger Woods and Obama, and it seems now that Obama may fold first.

Lady Penguin said Obama had a “jump the shark” moment back then, and today…I’m projecting here, putting myself in his shoes, you know, having to walk out in front of television cameras, a national audience, and a collected Congress that has been hostile, mean-spirited, and worse, un-fearing,  just in setting up the date for this unprecedented Joint Session for such an unimportant message…I’d be nervous as hell.

I’d be sucking on a Life Saver, for sure. Lemon.

Now I always keep in mind that the Obama’s team has a Plan B we’re not privy to, and it’s on that crutch that he can do these uncomfortable things with a modicum of composure. But sometimes that undone moment can come from a most simple signal in the audience; a wink, a flipped bird, a loud snore from the Secretary of State. Who knows?

And as he sinks into a fetal position on the rostrum, I’d feel really bad for Barack Obama.

For about five minutes.

vassarbushmills
Citizen With Bark On

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      • You have no idea, Vassar.
        I want the men with the butterfly nets to come up behind him and put him into a very tight white jacket and carry his miserable, skinny little a$$ off the stage and lock him up in perpetuity. Then we’ll get to see how “proud” his pig wife really is.
        I hope there is a special circle in hell being added to the existing ones just for him and that equally miserable little pr#ck Holder.

  1. Why does this little ditty come to mind by Kris Kristofferson :

    Take the ribbon from my hair,
    Shake it loose and let it fall.
    Lay it soft agaist your skin,
    Like the shadows on the wall.
    Come and lay down by my side,
    Till the early morning light,
    All I’m taking is your time…
    Help me make it through the night.

    I don’t care what’s right or wrong.
    I don’t try to understand.
    Let the devil take tomorrow,
    Lord tonight I need a friend.
    Yesterday is dead and gone,
    And tomorrow is out of sight,
    It’s so sad to be alone,
    Help me make it through the night.

    I don’t care what’s right or wrong,
    I don’t try to understand,
    Let the devil take tomorrow,
    Lord tonight I need a friend.
    Yesterday is dead and gone,
    And tomorrows out of sight,
    It’s so sad to be alone,
    Help me make it through the night.

    I don’t want to be alone,
    Help me make it through the night.

    Though the ribbons do seem farfetched.
    Or maybe this from Doctor Demento is more in line with reality”

    They’re coming to take me away, ha-haaa!!
    They’re coming to take me away, ho-ho, hee-hee, ha-haaa
    To the funny farm. Where life is beautiful all the time and I’ll be
    happy to see those nice young men in their clean white coats and they’re
    coming to take me away, ha-haaa!!!!!

  2. I peeped in during commercial breaks on Seinfeld. He did look more animated. Uppers. A little speed. His handlers handled the RX right that time.

    After handling the last 1.5 trillion, so well, I’m sure the American people would be willing to let the same people manage the distribution of another half trillion. A Happy Pappy Program for unions.

    Welcome to the new America, er, the old Appalachai.

      • You have no idea, Vassar.
        I want the men with the butterfly nets to come up behind him and put him into a very tight white jacket and carry his miserable, skinny little a$$ off the stage and lock him up in perpetuity. Then we’ll get to see how “proud” his pig wife really is.
        I hope there is a special circle in hell being added to the existing ones just for him and that equally miserable little pr#ck Holder.

  1. Why does this little ditty come to mind by Kris Kristofferson :

    Take the ribbon from my hair,
    Shake it loose and let it fall.
    Lay it soft agaist your skin,
    Like the shadows on the wall.
    Come and lay down by my side,
    Till the early morning light,
    All I’m taking is your time…
    Help me make it through the night.

    I don’t care what’s right or wrong.
    I don’t try to understand.
    Let the devil take tomorrow,
    Lord tonight I need a friend.
    Yesterday is dead and gone,
    And tomorrow is out of sight,
    It’s so sad to be alone,
    Help me make it through the night.

    I don’t care what’s right or wrong,
    I don’t try to understand,
    Let the devil take tomorrow,
    Lord tonight I need a friend.
    Yesterday is dead and gone,
    And tomorrows out of sight,
    It’s so sad to be alone,
    Help me make it through the night.

    I don’t want to be alone,
    Help me make it through the night.

    Though the ribbons do seem farfetched.
    Or maybe this from Doctor Demento is more in line with reality”

    They’re coming to take me away, ha-haaa!!
    They’re coming to take me away, ho-ho, hee-hee, ha-haaa
    To the funny farm. Where life is beautiful all the time and I’ll be
    happy to see those nice young men in their clean white coats and they’re
    coming to take me away, ha-haaa!!!!!

  2. I peeped in during commercial breaks on Seinfeld. He did look more animated. Uppers. A little speed. His handlers handled the RX right that time.

    After handling the last 1.5 trillion, so well, I’m sure the American people would be willing to let the same people manage the distribution of another half trillion. A Happy Pappy Program for unions.

    Welcome to the new America, er, the old Appalachai.

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