He’s on vacation once again… you know, following the adage: when the going gets tough, the bastard sons of communists hide behind their children.
“Pleading for privacy, the White House said Obama would have no
public events while vacationing on Martha’s Vineyard with his
family and close friends.
“Aides also asked that the journalists also not take pictures of the Obama's two young daughters, age 8 and 11, when they aren’t with the president.
“’He wants you to relax and have a good time. Take some walks on the beaches. Nobody’s looking to make any news’, White House spokesman Bill Burton told reporters.”
While America’s sons and daughters are being maimed and killed on the battlefield their moral and physical coward of a CnC is taking time away from destroying America (it’s hard work undoing something that has worked near-perfectly for more than 230 years) so he can relax…. have a good time… walk on the beach and get in a few rounds.
And they ridiculed President Bush for giving up golf while his troops were in harm’s way.
We live in a time of cowardice…. the most ardent voices for Real America right now are a former disc jokey (Glenn Beck), a former governor, mother-of-four (Sarah Palin) and a guy who once made a movie with Jane Fonda.
Jon Voight 8/21/09--
"We are witnessing a slow, steady takeover of our true freedoms. We are becoming a socialist nation, and whoever can't see this is probably hoping it isn't true. If we permit Mr. Obama to take over all our industries, if we permit him to raise our taxes to support unconstitutional causes, then we will be in default. This great America will become a paralyzed nation."
Matthew Vadum at The Spectator reports via Weasel Zipper:
When you hear “nine-one-one” or see the digits—9/11—or even hear the numbers used in a story about an emergency, what do you think of?
“The Obama White House is behind a cynical, coldly calculated political effort to erase the meaning of the Sept. 11, 2001 terrorist attacks from the American psyche and convert Sept. 11 into a day of leftist celebration and statist idolatry.
“This effort to reshape the American psyche has nothing to do with healing the nation and everything to do with easing the nation along in the ongoing radical transformation of America that President Obama promised during last year's election campaign.
“(Last April)… the president signed into law…. that designated Sept. 11 as a National Day of Service, but it's not likely many lawmakers thought this meant that day was going to be turned into a celebration of ethanol, carbon emission controls, and radical community organizing.”
Read more at The Spectator.
And now in economic news:
The looming fiscal disaster we face, would… were it in a proposed novel, make it past a good editor.
Simply, he will have doubled the accumulated national debt since since 1776…. by 2019.
Even if you are an
Obama supporter idiot, refuse to see the trees as well as the forest, give up your political partisan-ship, or you’re of the let-George-do-it school of socialist/fascist thought, you still must be deeply concerned about what this will do to your children.
(Ground control to) Maj. Tom and Pam have a new best friend—a blue-merle Aussie named “Merlin”, named no doubt after the V-12, 1600-horse engine that powered the legendary P-51 Mustang, is now frolicking-in-residence at Lindsay International Airport.
She is a very sweet pup… but then I’m biased in favor of the “little blue” shepherds that were developed in America (not Australia) for keeping sheep, cattle (children, ducks, scraps of paper) in an orderly fashion.
And The Boys and I have had a houseguest for the last 24 hours.
Yesterday morning I grabbed “Roscoe” off Grand Avenue where he was headed for trouble. I noticed him trotting through a car parts store parking lot with that goofy, lost-looking, aimless and random way common in escaped canines.
I held up 2-3 lanes of traffic and pulled into another parking lot; when I called to him he immediately came over.
He had a makeshift collar with a heavy jumper cable clamp attached to it. Apparently he had been tethered by the cable until it broke at the connection.
A very quiet and sweet little Miniature Pinscher/ Chihuahua (?) mix, Roscoe (I immediately called him that/dunno why) is a first-class escape artist, having somehow gotten out of my back-yard last night for a few minutes and again this morning when I had him on a lead he slipped out of due to the makeshift collar.
I just took him to Noah’s Ark this morning with hopes his chances of a forever home are very good; second best is being re-claimed by his owner.
… who is no doubt one of the 68 million dumbest people in the country (see today’s top story).