Try this chutzpah on for size:
Events Too Secret To Be Told
And get a warm fuzzy feeling on how it is being received here:
"I Yam What Yam
I’m telling you folks are starting to notice and they don’t like what they are noticing. Ermine-lined robes aren’t American in the slightest.
When examined with less emotion and more reason, it still comes out damning:
He'll Make You Work
This whole gig smacks of DeGaulle solemnly intoning that “I Am France!” He viewed himself as the embodiment of the nation. Not France’s leader but its very essence and reason for being. But, at least Le Grande Charles knew about power and war and what it takes to really build a nation.
These observations indicate that the anointed one skipped some cause and effect relationships in his cram course on German history:
Overlooking History a Bit
Every day in every way, I’m beginning to feel better and better about the outcome this fall. I’m beginning to believe that we can hope that America will wake up and see what a farce this is becoming.
A few more of these and we’ll have it nailed down for sure:
Nasty Old Rag...
This is Presidential judgment? This is national pride? This is going to appeal to NASCAR dads, our military, our veterans, the “Greatest Generation” vets, or even the Dallas Cowboys cheerleaders? What country does this fool want to be the leader of? Is this a sop to Michelle’s angst about being unable to be proud of her country until her hubby got visited by an archangel?
It’s getting sweeter by the day.
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