Ok there’s this comparison above. P-BO’s photo (and bit of photshoping done by the wildly creative people at the People’s Cube) is the perfect metaphor for this guy’s entire life. Looks good, sounds good but totally incapable of performing the simplest tasks. So he always has a staff or teleprompter to prop him up. 53% of us have decided that P-BO should be running the country or in this case the riding the bicycle. But there’s one big problem, P-BO can’t ride a man’s bike at all and can’t ride a woman’s bike without training wheels. And if he’s ever turned loose on busy street, oh my someone’s likely to get hurt. Well in this metaphor, the world IS the busy street and we've already skinned our knees a dozen or so times..
If you don’t like that metaphor or comparison to Bush check this one out. Now picture P-BO taking the mound for the US of A against Cuba, Iran, or two dozen other countries in the world that mean us harm. He’d give up 50 walks and six grand slam home runs before getting an out. The trouble in this case is that the manager (us the voters) can’t pull the bum for four years. Who knows what the score will be by then.
Don’t like that metaphor check this one out. P-BO takes the pitch from the quarterback on what looks like a promising play. First he fumbles the ball, then he runs the wrong way, then he continues to run the wrong way, then continues to run the wrong way, then, in desperation, he just throws the ball up for grabs.
Pick one. They all work for the mess we’ve gotten ourselves into. We have this know nothing, do nothing, been nowhere, can’t do anything but talk from a teleprompter and act stupidly when the teleprompter isn’t available. And we’re stuck with this socialist creep for another two-and-a-half years before we get the bike back or can put a new pitcher on the mound or get the ball from wrong way P-BO – hopefully before he throws it up for grabs in our own end zone.