[img]1|left|||no_popup[/img]Since this is Tuesday and those geography scholars over at NPR West assure us we are not in Belgium, it must be Curtsy Long as You Can to Swish Obama Day as the stooges employed by the Obama Legacy Building Slave Camp work overtime to erect monuments coast to coast before the greatest magician of all time is found out.
The more Swish gets snookered, the faster Swish’s stooges have to toil before too many Americans figure out the real stooges are looking back at them from the nearest mirror.
Timing never is bad for worshiping The Swish. Today he was snookered once again by the Smiling Dwarf in Iran when he got his Rabbit Ears rubbed in the nuclear materials the Dwarf said did not exist in the previously secret bomb-building factory in the desert that the Dwarf said did not excist, either.
Let us not tarry. A fresh snookering never is far off.
You may remember that President Clinton and President Bush drew snickers near the end of their 8 years in office for nest-feathering their legacies before historians begin to scrutinze.
All Presidents do it.
Once again, Swish kicked tradition in the teeth.
Here is still another case in which Swish Obama, known in backrooms as President Laughing J. Stock for his laughable but entirely unfunny 9 months in office, drew precious opposite lessons from his predecessors.
Unlike the harried, hefty, hair-flying and tardy holiday shopper at 9 o’clock on Christmas Eve, the astute Swish determined he would beat the rush at the end of his term.
Build, Boys, Build
He directed his most loyal stooges, hundreds of unquestioning Whores for Obama, to start constructing his permanent legacy last Jan. 19.
Over at powerlineblog.com, the estimable commentator Scott Johnson noted that the latest Obama bum to ascend the platform and make a phony case for Presidential greatness is one Rocco Landesman. Rocco Baby is a Broadway producer, which I think means, Sam, don’t make the ethics too tight because remember who is in the Oval Office.
Seems that Swish, who knows darned near all, personally tabbed Mr. Landesman to be Chair of the goofy gaggle of left-wingers known as the National Endowment for the Arts. (Don’t tell the gatekeepers you registered Republican in your wayward youth or Swish will dispatch his brass-knuckles hoodlums from Chicago to give you a free facelift before healthcare reform makes it too expensive.)
In a speech last week, the obviously manipulable Mr. Landesman proved he is as light in the loafers as his critics have been saying for years.
Since being a true liberal requires fealty to humorlessness, Mr. Landesman declared himself eligible by making the following statement:
“Barack Obama is the most powerful writer since Julius Caesar.”
Lives there a skeptic among us?
My golly, Murgatroyd.
I can’t imagine one astute American challenging such a common-sense assertion.
Putting Mr. Landesman’s historic conclusion into context, Powerline says this is how the obviously well-named Rocky set up his claim:
“This is the first president that actually writes his own books since Teddy Roosevelt and arguably the first to write them really well since Lincoln. If you accept the premise, and I do, that the United States is the most powerful country in the world, then Barack Obama is the most powerful writer since Julius Caesar. That has to be good for American artists.”
Mr. Johnson, cocking an eye toward more modern history, suggests that Swish and his legacy-maker came about as close as President Stock has throughout the last 9 months.
Except for the fact, he says, that Mr. Lincoln never wrote a book, and that President Wilson, President Hoover, President Nixon and President Clinton all wrote crackerjack books, the Whore for Obama with Rocks in his name was exactly correct.
