One gets the sense that, despite the clear verdict that the American people registered in 2010, Obama greatly underestimates how attuned voters are to the issue of the debt and how well aware they are that serious leadership is needed to address it. This was perhaps one irresponsible, partisan, disingenuous, misleading, and inaccurate speech too many.....
You know what, Barack? Looks like you really f*cked up this time. Still believing the lying, flattering tongues of your sycophantic lackeys, still so smug and self-assured in your belief that your can charm the pants off the American people with half your brain tied behind your back, you casually sauntered into the ring with a real intellect, and you absorbed a thorough and humiliating ass-kicking.
Aand no matter how far you run, no matter how deeply you try to hide, no matter what insults fly out of your little bitch-boy mouth, your adversary - Paul Ryan - comes after you, undaunted, relentless, focused in mind and spirit, armed with charts and facts and concern and good humor. Like the Terminator in a way - but in this case, by "terminating" your spending, your healthcare takeover, and your tax hikes, Terminator Ryan might actually save the future for humanity. Ryan should end his speeches with his hand outstretched, and the phrase, "Come with me if you want to live...'
Barack should have listened to these lyrics from Marillion's Clutching at Straws, and taken them to heart:
Those problems seem to arise the ones you never really thought of
The feeling you get is similar to something like drowning
Out of your mind, you're out of your depth, you should have taken soundings
Clutching at straws, we're clutching at straws
Actually, you can apply these lyrics to poor Barack as well:
Have we lost our balls, or do we just not care
We're terminal cases that keep talking medicine
Pretending the end isn't quite that near
We make futile gestures, act to the cameras
With our made up faces and PR smiles
And when the angel comes down, down to deliver us
We'll find out that after all, we're only men of straw
But everything is still the same
Passing the time passing the blame
We carry on in the same old way
We'll find out we left it too late one day....