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Here Truth. Here Truth. Has Anybody in Obamaville Seen It?

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You probably have not read anywhere that Bill Daley, Swish Obama’s deposed White House Chief of Staff, was canned the other day.

It is a lie to say he resigned. He did not. He was given two choices — jump or be shot. Last month, Mr. Daley told his hometown newspaper, the Chicago Tribune, he was remaining until after the election. Hardly anyone noticed. He had his mind changed for him.

Swishy’s human shields, the 97 percent of the boys and girls in the mainstream media toadying to the Angry Left, feared it would harm their idol if they wrote the truth. Heaven forbid. We have seen this movie probably 2500 times since Comedy Central moved to Washington.

Guard Him, Guard Him

The newsies’ mission is to get him re-elected, whatever fiction it takes. Shakeups never play well with the public — unless they are by the opposite party. Voters value stability.

Ergo, “Mistuh Daley ree-zined.”

And the Wright Brothers flew turtles instead of aircraft.

The newspaper’s crack research staff reported that I Can’t Make up My Brittle Mind Swishy has set an American record with four chiefs of staff in a single term — and he still has a year to go. You may not have read that anywhere, either.

Swishy’s predecessor, the stable Mr. Bush, had two chiefs of staff in eight years.

When historians record the sad story of this shlumpy administration, it will be labeled the most unexamined, the least scrutinized White House ever.

Good News Every Day

We knew much more about the Nixon White House than we do even with round-the-clock media adoring this fellow. That is startling.

No, there is not an evil midnight conspiracy to protect Swishy.

There is no team huddle to connive.

The 97 percent of liberal journalists think exactly alike.

At the harrumph New York Times, where they turn aggressively against a minor, obscure lawbreaker to determine if he is a Republican, they are more incurious than a corpse when Swishy’s tottering rep is at stake. They think it is natural for Mistuh Daley to abruptly reverse his mind without an ugly shove.

The next beacon of bologna, the Los Angeles Titanic, whose motto is We Ain’t Hardly Ever Skeptical About Our Side, buried the Daley story on Page 6.

Good thing Swishy is not a Republican. It would have been played bigger than The World Ended an Hour Ago bulletin.

Can you envision how Mr. Bush would have been ground into unrecognizable particles if he had been on his fourth chief of staff?

Can’t lead.

Is overwhelmed?

Fails to inspire loyalty.

In this case? The Times and the Titanic, stunningly for the 50th time today, reached the identical conclusion. Washington was just too darned ferocious for a country boy from Chicago whose family manufactures calorie-free doilies for paraplegics.

Just kidding, Murgatroyd. The Daleys have run they darned town since the 1950s. How do you think Jack Kennedy won the ’60 election? He finished behind Mr. Nixon, but Mayor Richard (I Am the King — and I Don’t Even Sell TVs) Daley located just enough formerly living Chicago voters to put his boy over the top. Graciously accepting this faux defeat was the golden moment of Mr. Nixon’s career.

Returning to today:

Not a trace of curiosity exists in the effete Washington (Hey, Dude, He’s Our Guy) press corps about what goes on inside Swishy’s house. They know Mad Michelle purchases one excessively priced party dress per hour, but otherwise they glance away.

Swish could be housing a roomful of midget madams. Or shoot-‘em-up rodeos every night.

We won’t know until normal journalists begin investigating. It won’t be safe for them, though, until Swishy is safely back in Kenya, Kansas or Hawaii with his prayer rug.