Who ya gonna call?

January 25, 2010

You’re President Obama. (Oh, stop crying. It’s just pretend.) Most of the country hates the centerpiece policy of your administration, health care reform. Those same people think you’re doing a lousy job creating jobs, protecting the country, and even just keeping your word. Your personal ratings are tanking and you’ve just had your butt kicked in three straight state elections.

Things are looking bad, so whom do you send for to help right the ship? Why, your ex-campaign manager, of course!

David Plouffe, the man who managed President Barack Obamas campaign, will be taking on an expanded role as an outside adviser to the White House, according to sources familiar with the plan, a move that comes just days after a stunning defeat for Democrats in a Massachusetts Senate special election.

Jennifer Rubin sees this as the essence of Obamaism:

Not a new economic team. Not a new chief of staff. Not even a new national security staff to replace the gang that dropped the ball on the Christmas Day bomber. No, with the Obami, it is never about substance or getting the policy right. It’s not about governance. It is about the perpetual campaign. So the campaign manager gets the emergency call.

Of course, because all Obama knows is how to campaign; he’s never held a position with real executive accountability before, either in government or out, unlike, oh, Sarah Palin. As Mark Steyn puts it:

The most striking aspect of his performance (in Massachusetts) was how unhappy he looked, as if he doesn’t enjoy the job. You can understand why. He ran as something he’s not, and never has been: a post-partisan, centrist, transformative healer. That’d be a difficult trick to pull off even for somebody with any prior executive experience, someone who’d actually run something, like a state, or even a town, or even a commercial fishing operation, like that poor chillbilly boob Sarah Palin. At one point late in the 2008 campaign, when someone suggested that if Governor Palin was “unqualified” then surely he was too, Obama pointed out as evidence to the contrary his ability to run such an effective campaign. In other words, running for president was his main qualification for being president.

No wonder he’s summoned Plouffe: our president wants to go back to his “happy place” – being on campaign.

Back to Rubin, she goes on to comment on a recent article by Plouffe that’s nothing less than a masterpiece of denial. In it, he argues that the Democrats just need to double-down on what they’ve been doing for the last year, and everything will come up rainbows and unicorns next November. Jennifer rolls her eyes at him, but Jim Geraghty unleashes both barrels of a 12-gauge fisking:

If his op-ed accurately depicts what the Obama and broader Democratic strategy is going to be, then I think the floor for Republican wins in the House in 2010 will be about 217 seats and the ceiling is . . . oh, 435?

Plouffe describes the health-care bill as “a good plan that has become a demonized caricature.” It seems to him incomprehensible that a majority might genuinely oppose legislation that includes government fees for having too much health insurance — with or without a union exemption — taxpayer funding of abortions, potential coverage of illegal immigrants, special deals for the states of Nebraska and Louisiana because their senators held out, and the government eventually taking some treatments off the table because they’re deemed insufficiently cost-effective.

Strangely, a few paragraphs later, “Voters are always smarter than they are given credit for.” Except when they disagree with you, huh, David?

And that’s just for starters: read and enjoy the whole thing.

So, with his policy a shambles, his administration disoriented, and his party heading for the rocks in November, Barack Obama calls for a man who urges more cowbell.

Are we sure this isn’t a Karl Rove plot?  I dont know

(via Obi’s Sister)

Chemical Ali becomes fertilizer

January 25, 2010

This genuinely brightens my day: Ali Hassan al-Majid, known to the world as “Chemical Ali” for his use of nerve gas against Kurds in Iraq, has been hanged:

Majid, an enforcer in Saddam Hussein’s regime and his cousin, had earlier been sentenced to death four times for genocide and crimes against humanity.

In January, he was sentenced to death for ordering the gas attack on the Kurdish town of Halabja in 1988.

It is believed that about 5,000 people died in the attack.

Hanging will suffice, though, to be honest, I would have released him naked in the middle of Halabja and told him to start running.

Rot in Hell, you son of a bitch.

Now at room temperature.

(hat tip: The Jawa Report)