The Joke that is Barack Hussein.
Article: New York Times
“…President Obama came on about 20 minutes into the 60-minute show. He was wearing a blue suit, red tie, white shirt, with a flag pin on left lapel (that was a minor issue in his campaign.) He walked across the stage to the seat next to Mr. Leno’s desk, waved to the crowd, many of whom were standing as they applauded. He then sat with right leg crossed over left leg…”
A minor issue? His lack of patriotism was a MAJOR issue for those of us PATRIOTS that still exist. You know – we’re not all dead YET. Not to mention the whole not putting his hand over his heart thing, and that troll of a wife of his who was never proud of her country until BHO was ‘elected’. Oh oh oh, can’t forget his pastor who preaches his anti-American hate sermons, or his terrorist pals Dorne and Ayers. Oh, and he sits like a little bitch.
“…Asked by Mr. Leno if it was fair to judge him based on just 59 days in office, President Obama said Washington “is a bit like ‘American idol’ except everybody’s Simon Cowell. Everybody’s got an opinion.”
But, he said, the American people are in a place where “they understand that it took us a while to get into this mess, and it will take us a while to get out of it.”
“I think they are going to give us some time,” he added.”
OF COURSE IT’S FAIR TO JUDGE HIM BASED ON HIS FIRST 59 DAYS INTO OFFICE. EVERYTHING HE HAS DONE HAS PUT US, AS A NATION, IN EXTREME DANGER. From closing GITMO, releasing terrorists, his poor cabinet choices, his spendulus package that’s going to put us into debt, his “spread the wealth” SOCIALISTIC ideas, his intent to destroy medicare in America, his disrespect for the troops, his eagerness to kiss our enemies ASSES, his gaffe after gaffe after gaffe. I’ve been comparing this election to American Idol for almost a year now. He’s wrong. It’s exactly like American Idol.
You see, you’ve got three judges.
One is Paula – she represents the typical libtard. Loopy, doped up, not all there, and the eagerness to go along with whatever vote the person before her made. She tends to vote with her heart rather than with her brain.
Then you’ve got Randy. He’s sort of a free thinker, but he’s a little too much of a pushover to actually stand for anything. He calls things as he sees them – even though he wears glasses and his vision is slightly impaired. Randy represents the moderate.
Then you have Simon. He knows what he likes. He knows who deserves his vote. He knows what he’s looking for in an audition, he knows what’s best for the entire program, and he doesn’t give two turds how popular his vote is – he’s not going to compromise his beliefs and standards to cater to the ignorant masses, no matter how it effects his popularity. He’s the hardest to like out of the three… Yet – he’s the most popular. Funny, no?
“…Mr. Leno asked whether somebody should go to jail for the financial misdeeds that are the source of so many headlines today.
“Here’s the dirty little secret,” Mr. Obama said. “Most of the stuff that got us into trouble was perfectly legal. And that is a sign of how much we’ve got to change our laws.”
“The answer is to deal with those laws in a way that gives the average consumer a break,” he said. “When you buy a toaster, if it explodes in your face, there’s a law that says your toasters need to be safe. But when you get a credit card or a mortgage, there’s no law on the books that says if that explodes in your face financially, somehow you’re going to be protected. So this is the need for getting back to some common sense regulation.
Mr. Obama seemed at a momentary loss for words only once during the session, which lasted 35 minutes (although some of it might be edited for the final show). That was when Mr. Leno, after asking about how Treasury Secretary Timothy Geithner is holding up, said that “I love that it’s all his problem.”…”
Obama seemed at a momentary loss for words only once during the session ONLY ONCE? For 35 whole minutes? Get right the fuck out of town. “I love that it’s all his problem.” Chyeah. That seems to be your approach.
I… I can’t. I just… I can’t.