I am running out of things to say about the current resident of 1600 N. Penn. I resent how he continues to party on our dime and his utter disregard for the law, the Constitution and, now, Congress has become so shocking that even his pals in the Senate and the House are getting worried. I’m tired of laughing at him and now turn to the liberal members of both sides of the Capital for chuckles. Obama will say anything to justify his actions. That is expected. He is a strange person. He seems satisfied if he can “explain” the dumbest actions to the Kool-Aiders. For him every deed is only for the moment and if he can explain it, it is justified because, no matter how unlawful, inappropriate or ridiculous, he was trying to do good (as he defines it). That is the only point. Now the liberal Senate and House members are (maybe) beginning to see the handwriting on the wall regarding their own re-election bids. He is an anchor you don’t want to be strapped to during a tempest.
Did you see the picture of Sgt. Burgdoll working on some balletic move with a girl in a tutu? Brings back memories of Rahm Emmanuel, Mayor or Murder City, Illinois. (I always hope these sort of pictures are the result of guys living in their mom’s basement with too much time on their hands. You know…phony photos, but when everything else is goofy on a certain person or issue, you can usually count on the photos being genuine.) Why does Burgdoll’s mom not have to wear a burkha? It is so hard to keep abreast of all these cross-cultural nuances. (I for one miss the good old days when we weren’t so anxious to display our cross-cultural sensitivity. My Dad spent a year in Japan during the occupation and he only learned eight (8) words of Japanese. The largest was “mushi-mushi” which he would use to crack up us kids when we were little. I don’t know why, but it made us roar. The other seven words were “one to eight” in Japanese. He was a very sensitive guy. He was very keen on noticing when one of his kids fouled up. He was always sensitive about setting things right. And five out of six of us turned out well. That’s the kind of cultural sensitivity that’s missing today.) I may have misspelled two words in the beginning of this paragraph, but who cares. When you respect someone it is the least you can do in making certain of the spelling of the person’s name (or garment). That’s just the start of being respectful. So I’ll save myself the trouble of hitting spell-check.
The last cartoon is in honor of our veterans on the anniversary of D-Day. Those guys were heroes…Americans…real men…brave …tough…honorable…dependable.
As you can see, the subject of this short essay has changed entirely.
Dad was too young for D-Day, but his cousin wasn’t. His other cousin was killed in Belgium. Now we’re discussing men, not guys in tutus. I miss my Dad.
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