Thursday, December 01, 2011

Outhouse thinking

I was cutting tin in the barn yesterday for my outhouse - Yeah outhouse, every compound needs one. The first thing the feds do when they surround a place is cut off the electricity and the water. – I began to wonder how America could have elected such a dunderheaded dope as their chief executive. What the hell did 53% of American voters see in this chump’s history that would lead a rational thinking person to pull the lever for a jug eared narcissist? I arrived at the conclusion that the 53% are pure and simple racists.


No not racists in the sense of wearing sheets and burning crosses. Racists in the sense that the only thing they saw was the color of the P-BO’s skin. Any white guy with the P-BO's background would not have made it out of Iowa.

There was such a complete void of any meaningful accomplishment. What had he done? Aside from running for office and putting his name on two books written about himself, the P-BO’s list of jobs, voting record and life’s history added up to exactly ZERO. If you add in the negative characters, Ayers, Wright, Jones etc., it would be a large negative number.  His time in the IL state senate is the perfect example.  His big accomplishment there was being and voting “present.”

In the Marine Corps, the gunny would explain anyone with the P-BO’s credentials and meteoric rise in the following terms:
All flash, no bang.
Shows up after the attack in a dress uniform and holds a press conference.
You could build a stairway to heaven with all of the Marines he’s climbed over.
Can hear him coming at a 1,000 meters because of the band he hired to toot his horn.
Will step in front of anyone junior to himself in the chow line.
Have to build three extra shitters on field exercises just to handle his BS.
With all his hot air, there’s no such thing as cold weather training in this battalion.

So he’s elected, and from the first day it has been one major foul up after another. His first official act was to declare he’d close G’itmo in a year. No plan. No hint of a plan. Just sign an order without one second of thought. It’s still open. From bailing out banks to running car companies, from apologizing for America to bowing before Saudi and Chinese despots, from calling America an arrogant country to running guns to Mexican drug lords, from sitting on his skinny backside during a budget crisis to creating that crisis by pissing hundreds of billions of dollars down the drain on “stimulus,” this guy has been a total and complete disaster.

Today the country, nay, the world teeters on disaster in large part due to this moron’s incompetence. Yet he remains a viable candidate for president. WTF (Win the Future)? You’d think this guy would go on tv and say, “Wow, I really f%$ked that up.” At least a LBJ moment, “I will not run, nor will I accept the Demo-Dope nomination for the President of the United States.” Instead we’re getting, “Hey, the second term has to be an improvement, after all, how much worse could I possibly F*&k it up? Vote for renewed hope and change in 2012.”

This election season reminds of the photo of a bill board constructed somewhere that had these words on it:

If you voted for Obama in 2008 to prove you’re not a racist, please vote against him 2012 to prove you’re not an idiot.

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