Geez! BO is such a boob. He’s spent a year hammering something that people don’t want, haven’t wanted for one hundred years, and he’s still hammering it (but he’s not an ideologue. He’s nohhhhttt!).
This latest move is so stupid that it makes me want to pull my hair out and paint a giant “hell NO!” on my still-bleeding scalp. Cornered like a vile, nasty, lice-ridden rat, he’s now going to put the healthcare talks on C-SPAN, and he’s finally gotten around to thinking that the republicans in Congress should have a seat at the televised table (thank you, Scott Brown). Here’s the rub: they’re not scrapping the crap that we all hate. So . . . call in the republicans, let them say “hell NO!” and then crow about how the republicans refuse to work on healthcare.
Uh-huh. And we all fell off the turnip truck yesterday, only moments after we were born. “Here’s what I insist upon. You don’t want it? You RAAAAACIST obstructionist sayer of ‘NO!’ Look, America, LOOK!!!! I invited them in (against my will), gave them a chance to do exactly what I want, and they said NOOOOOOO! They are anti-American RAAAACISTS who hate poor people, want the status quo, and are divisive, polarizing, and some other synonym for the same damn thing!” So there. Foot stomp. Chin jut.
And we, like the dimwit dems who already believe this drivel, are supposed to nod and agree: Gee, you did offer them a place at the table, and they said “NOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!” They suck. But you . . . you are exceptional, unprecedented, a giant of history, bestower of unicorns, crapper of rainbows, wee wee-er of sunbeams. Mmm mmm mmm!
Good grief, is this guy getting advice from junior high school kids or something? What kind of partisan effort can possibly be achieved when it’s clearly got to be BO’s socialist road to hell or more whining, more speeches, more finger pointing, more stubborn refusals to understand a simple simple fact (um, we don’t want it. Get it? We. Do. Not. Want. It.)? The reps will offer their ideas . . . yet again. The dems will allow that they are good ideas, good. Funny how we never heard them before now, they’ll murmur doltishly. And then they will say that they will add the oh-so-excellent republican ideas to the government takeover. Won’t that be wondermous? Isn’t that the epitome of bipartisan cooperation?
The glory of it all: the whole thing will be on television! We can all watch the dems say, this is how it is . . . you on board? And the reps will look a bit sadly at them (seeing them for the drooling idiots they are and understanding that no one out here in America is going to be fooled by this slack-jawed lunacy) and say, NOOOOOOOO!!!!
And the people will cheer.
And BO will sputter and stammer and erm and uhhh and ask someone to phonetically write out his speeches so he can read them correctly from his army of teleprompters (d’oh, is that “corpse man”? Write it out as I should say it! I’m CIC, I can’t be expected to know what a corpsman is! COREMAN. Got it? I’m Hooked on Phonics in Chief!), and he’ll plan another speech in which he can spew some more lies, insult conservatives both in Congress and across the country, and whimper about how hard he tried to bring everyone together . . . to support the same damn plan that no one wants, the same damn plan that his own friggin’ party couldn’t agree on and pass (in a full year . . . with supermajorities no less!), the same damn plan that has spawned a grassroots movement that is threatening the very survival of progs in government (my working theory is that the Democratic Party will awaken one of these days and realize that they’ve been infiltrated by dangerous and anti-American freaks and that the only way to survive is to shove all radical progs out).
But BO still doesn’t get it. What a boob.