[img]1|left|||no_popup[/img]Sorry I did not have this essay posted sooner.
I was busy.
I spent the holiday weekend counting the number of jobs across America that Swish Obama has “saved or created” since taking office 7 months and 17 days ago.
This is one of the major league, soap-in-your-eye scams in modern political history.
Republicans have not stopped laughing at this child’s-level shell game.
But Democrats have not stopped believing in the Self-Consumed One.
He looked gullible liberals in the eye last summer, last autumn, this past winter and swore that he would save or create 2 1/2 to 3 million jobs.
After scouring the records of a hundred communities, the cumulative figure I reached was 13 —13 lousy new jobs, only some of which were verified, before I lost interest in this dull mission.
Which part of this pathetic non-joke was sadder?
That Swish knew he could get away with such a boneheaded promise?
Or that adult liberals actually believed him unconditionally?
President 20 Percent?
Aside from the fact that Swish plays politically about one-fifth as smart as his supporters claim he is, the straight-faced magician threw garbage in the face of his passionate fans during the campaign with this lunatic promise, and darned if mesmerized supporters didn’t fool him by turning around and saying, “thank you, Senator.”
You couldn’t get away with this bamboozling stunt at a carnival staged in the middle of an Iowa cornfield. Still, hungry Dems kept begging Swish, “Tell us more. Promise us more. We do believe, Senator.”
When Mr. Obama would leave stages in the Middle West and in supposedly more sophisticated settings on both coasts, until he was out of public view he barely could suppress astonished giggles over what the rube Democrats were swallowing.
The wilder the promise, the faster gullible liberals shouted, “Yes, we can.”
This was about mid-summer, and that is when he knew he had last year’s election clinched. He was odds-on to beat everybody except the real Messiah.
Next time President Swish wants to seduce his favorite American rummies, he should consult the state Assemblyman for this section of West Los Angeles.
At least Curren Price Jr., elected 4 months ago to County Supervisor Mark Ridley-Thomas’s old seat in the state Assembly, had the decency to plant a little shrubbery — for distraction’s sake — around his version of a goofy jobs pledge.
A Bargain at Any Price
In the midst of a runoff campaign that he could have won by remaining on his front porch, Mr. Price promised to save or create 10,000 jobs — but by the end of 2011.
Since he will face the voters again long before that artificial deadline, what is the harm in making a lunatic promise that is as utterly unverifiable as Swish’s?
He may as well have promised healthcare reform for all and death panels for the elderly.
This was a genius move if you were trying to douse voters in that smelly snake oil you were holding in the other hand.
If a politician is running on character, though, shame on sliding down the gutter on the slippery backs of a dirty lie.
Why don’t we just throw up a crazily checkered tent over the heads of Assemblyman Price and President Swish.
Spread a little sawdust on a mat, and let these snake-oil salesmen wrestle themselves into fatigue over which one can think up the loopiest pledge that liberal voters will embrace without hesitation.
Since Democrats are not in the habit of challenging the veracity of liberal politicians, I imagine Mr. Price and Mr. Obama can keep promising to create or save billions of jobs and keep getting re-elected until 10 years after somebody finds out they have died.
