Not that I object to pimp-slapping France every now and then, but this is just plain dumb.
The Chicago Tribune’s John Kass, whose columns are an eye-opener about Team Obama and the Chicago Way, looks at the farce underway in DC over the AIG bonuses, sees the same thing there that every Chicagoan has seen for years in the Windy City and figures politicians and reporters there must be getting the good stuff, if they don’t see it, too:
Obama told Jay Leno he was surprised that those greedy AIG executives who helped lead the country into financial ruin were in line to receive $165 million in bonuses paid for by bailout cash authorized by his administration.
"Stunned, stunned is the word," said Obama.
It turns out that his Treasury Secretary Timothy Geithner—who didn’t pay all of his federal taxes but was still deemed worthy by Obama of collecting yours—knew all about the AIG bonuses weeks ago.
That was long before Washington Democrats began shrieking in pretend outrage over the bonuses, as if they didn’t vote for them, sort of like Chicago aldermen shrieking about corruption from the 5th Floor.
It’s like Mayor Richard Daley saying, "Gee, I dunno" when news breaks that his nephews are in another multimillion-dollar government deal. Or that time that Daley gave $100 million in affirmative action contracts to men he knows well, yet was stunned to learn later that they were white guys, not black females.
These days, the Washington Way is looking just like the Chicago Way. Those of us from Illinois can see it, what with City Hall guys pulling White House strings.
Then again, we’re not surprised because we don’t get the high-grade Hopium out here in the Midwest. The good stuff must be reserved for the Beltway media establishment, since they’re the ones feeling tingles running up their legs.
Yet even they’ll figure out that the Chicago Way runs along Pennsylvania Avenue, once the Hopium wears off and the tingling stops. It’ll probably take about eight years for their heads to clear.
In the meantime, all last week, the ludicrous Angry-Democrat-vs.-Greedy-AIG slapstick was highly entertaining, except when you realize the premise of the joke is that American taxpayers are so stupid we’ll believe anything.
That fly dope may be wearing off faster than Kass thinks; more and more polls are showing the Democrats’ edge among independents, something they’ve had since 2006, is crumbling like a wet cookie. Part of the absurd outrage over the AIG bonuses (a situation they caused and sanctioned) is due to the Democrats’ growing panic over their prospects in the 2010 midterm elections and the 2012 presidential race. Yes, just five months after taking the White House and both houses of Congress, the Democrats are horrified to see the public developing a serious case of buyer’s remorse. And with the prospects of confiscatory taxes, a vastly expanded federal leviathan, growing inflation, and a mediocre at best economy, that remorse is only going to get stronger and stronger.
Kass thinks the Hopium high will last for eight years. Let’s keep our fingers crossed that a majority is willing to go cold-turkey in two.
On top of the already awesome responsibilities weighing down on his shoulders (such as filling out his NCAA brackets), our President-Messiah has started writing an advice column. Today’s topic is Special Olympics, something the Light Worker is an expert at: Let’s Hear It For the Tards
Dear Jean and Ted:
As you know I am a big fan of the Special Olympics program, and all the good things it does for young Mongoloid-Americans like your son. Nothing inspires more than the sight of these heroic young tards hilariously giving it their all in the arena of friendly athletic competition. Extra-chromosome? More like extra-awesome! That’s why I recently volunteered, on the advice of my damage control team, as an equipment manager for the U.S. Special Olympics bowling squad. At first I wasn’t sure how I would feel about polishing other people’s balls for a change, but I think those tards really appreciate what I’ve done for them. Lately they started calling me "Special O."
Take that, Sarah Palin. And move over, James Thurber. Iowahawk just stole your lunch money.
(hat tip: Melissa Clouthier)
Power Line’s Scott Johnson on "Why I am depressed:"
I feel utterly powerless to do anything about the fellow in the Oval Office who combines infantile leftism and adolescent grandiosity in roughly equal measures. It seems to me that every day he is responsible for assaults on the freedom and well being of the American people. I can’t keep up and I can’t stand to pay attention.
His aim seems to be to reduce us to government dependents. His inattention to rehabilitation of the financial system in lieu of vastly expanding the size and scope of the government is a dead giveaway, as is his lack of concern over the vast destruction of wealth his policies are working (and will continue to work).
Perhaps most depressing to me is the manifestation of his adolescent grandiosity in his stewardship of foreign policy and national security. He doesn’t understand that the government of Iran is intent on acquiring nuclear weapons it can put to evil purposes. He thinks he can sweet-talk them out of achieving this objective.
He doesn’t understand that the government of Iran is a tyranny that oppresses the Iranian people. He thus addresses the mad mullahs as though they represent the people of Iran.
Contrast the new year’s messages to the Iranian people promulgated by James Kirchick (the 25-year-old assistant editor of the New Republic) and of Shimon Peres (the 85-year-old president of Israel) with Obama’s palaver. By contrast, the president of the United States is disgracing us.
And that’s just part of it. Be sure to read the whole thing.