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Obama to His Pals: You Are Excused, Boys. I Say So.

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Hating like the devil to miss another day of work – his 4,000th in a row, the White House admitted – President Obama winged into Phoenix and Los Angeles this afternoon, a permanent, well-practiced, fully empty Queen Elizabeth-style old lady smile carved onto his seamless face for two more pretentious appearances.

The Man of a Single Expression, however, wears a mask over the rest of his body.

Crouching stealthily behind Swishy’s fake facade are a hundred stunning state secrets that will astonish Americans a generation from now, 20 years after he leaves office – but for today, here is an appetizer he does not want you to know.

In a tightly guarded, immensely secretive, fastidiously unreported   White House meeting last week, Mr. Obama assured a delegation of heavily perspiring Democrats that he would have the notorious ObamaCare law tweaked so that all 535 members of Congress, their families and their 11,000 staffers will be permanently excused from the oppressive task of buying the darned insurance the rest of us saps are saddled with.

The President does not have the authority to arrogate such power to himself.  As the most shiftless liberal lightweight in history to occupy the White House, this never has impeded him anymore than a fly at one of his mosque’s Sunday picnics. For 4½ years, he has treated the law like a speed bump at a Jenny Craig meeting.

As they gleefully headed for the door, the obsequious members of Congress said to the President, Forgive us our many debts to you. Anything you want, pal.

The Congressmen join million of other FOS’s – labor, business and social Friends of Swishy, whom he – not a court – previously excused from the ludicrous law.

If there is a distinction between the KingSwish and a latter-day czar, I have missed it.

These lucky congressional stiffs – who wrote the law – suffered group apoplexy last month as the Oct. 1 mandatory sign-up deadline drew near and they realized they were vulnerable to being sandbagged, too.

Dialing 1-800-Arrogance, the President’s secret line, and pleaded for a meeting.

This congressional Baloney Brigade realized they were going to get socked excessively for thousands of dollars in goofy, unneeded healthcare costs dreamed up to pay for the millions of permanently unemployed Americans who plead poverty.

You know, the 47 percent of Obama voters who do not pay income taxes and who hope the rest of us can support them in a pinch.

Bass Fails Us Again

[img]1857|right|Karen Bass||no_popup[/img]Meanwhile, our dear, dear friend, the scrupulously unreliable Karen Bass (D-Culver City), the failed housewife who stepped up or down to win a seat in Congress, by darn, forgot to mention the hush-hush, unlawful exemption granted to Ms. Bass and her playmates. A girl’s gptta do what a girl’s gotta do. Don’t ask her about this shhh privilege at her next cardboard Town Hall. She probably will blush.