On October 30, 2008, at a campaign rally in Columbia, Missouri, the then candidate Obama said:
After decades of broken politics in Washington, and eight years of failed policies from George W. Bush, and 21 months of a campaign that’s taken us from the rocky coast of Maine to the sunshine of California, we are five days away from fundamentally transforming the United States of America.
And yea, verily, the transformation started.
Of course, Obama mentioned the “failed policies” of George W. Bush – but somehow when these “failed policies” are compared to the policies of the Age of Obama, the operative word – “failed” – seems to fit the Obama administration far better.
In the words of Johnny Cochran – “If it doesn’t fit, you must acquit.” – and the glove of failure does not fit the Bush administration. Obama is wearing the gloves, the Bruno Magli shoes and has the knife in his hand.
Now we are into the white Ford Bronco with Obama as he leads us on in his slow speed chase of a second term.
Obama has been a transformative president, of that there can be no question. Take his foreign policy for example. From the outset, his new SecState, Hillary Clinton, bungled the “red button/reset” effort – the pictures of Medvedev and Putin during this embarrassing effort show reactions that smacked of dismissal and “I can’t believe she believes this crap.” Four years later, Hillary had accomplished nothing…and then Benghazi happened. Now we have this Syria debacle which has been mishandled by Kerry and Obama in every way humanly possible. If you aren’t embarrassed by the performance of the past two weeks, you simply have not been paying attention. Instead of pulling the strings on this from a position of strength, the “A-Team” of B. O. Baracus and Captain H.M. “Howling Mad” Kerry have been jumping all over the place like a couple of fluffy little kittens chasing a string twirled by Vladimir Putin.
Obama has transformed what were only remaining superpower and the strongest nation on the face of this planet from the homecoming queen to the homeliest girl at the dance. Where the queen has her choice of dance partners, the ugly girl can only dream of dancing with the quarterback. Her heart flutters every time he walks past and in her daydreams, when he asks her to dance, she screams, “Yes!” The feeling is so strong and the illusion so real that she even says it when the quarterback passed her at the dance even though he was asking the homecoming queen standing next to her. Embarrassed she slinks away and begins to blame everyone else at the dance except herself and she seeks revenge through a not so “unbelievably small” action.
Wait…that is the plot for the movie Carrie!
Except this time, Assad is the homecoming queen, Putin is the handsome quarterback and Obama is Carrie.