It’s Amateur Hour
The First Amateurs really laid it on for an adoring world public during their latest whirlwind tour. Beyond mia culpas cast about, bemoaning our “formerly” evil doings in the world, there were the typical amateur gaffes which have, at this point, become de rigeur in the Obama Presidency.
An Australian Prime Minister was labeled, “The Lizard of Oz,” after putting his arm around Queen Elizabeth during a state visit. Our First Lady tosses pomp and circumstance to the wind, doesn’t curtsy, thrusts her hand out like a hillbilly relative at a company picnic and tosses her arm around the apparently amused Queen like she was palling around with an old girlfriend. The world notes it, but excuses it. They are, after all, amateurs… lovable amateurs. I wonder just how long the Brits, who are steeped in tradition and keep these institutions because of their want for them, not begging anyone’s forgiveness, are going to put up with our new lovable amateurs.
Obama ditched the standard state dinner for Prime Minister Gordon Brown on his first State Visit. What the hell? Then he tossed a packet of lovely American DVD’s at the PM, by way of explaining who we are as a nation, just in case the PM doesn’t understand The American Experience. Typical amateur, he did his shopping at WalMart and didn’t pay attention to where those DVD’s could be played. Maybe he should have thrown in a forty dollar DVD player along with the $16.95 American Experience Super Value Pack of DVD’s. Meanwhile, with typical English thoughtfulness, Prime Minister Brown shames the crap out of our national amateur by giving him a pen holder made from an old anti-slave ship.
Oh… and it was the sister ship of the ship whose wood wound up in the desk upon which The Emancipation Proclamation was written. How’s that for historical thoughtfulness? Pretty good, huh? Well, all the world loves an idiot, because Gordon Brown is on shaky footing in England, while BHO is riding high on the popularity ratings.
This is particularly hilarious when the two were asked the same question by the press during a press conference and while our amateur fumbled around his soul looking for a way of saying, “When we socialize America, there will be no need for people to decide whether to spend or save,” PM Brown knew what his answer was. He simply said it. Smooth. Our guy had to wipe the spittle flecks off of his tie from stammering. Amateur.
I wonder what the status was on the First Teleprompter during that conference.
The Queen of England gave the First Amateurs an autographed photo, something not many people in the world have, and the Obamas gave the Queen an iPod, something nearly everyone has. Nice. Oh… it does have over 40 show tunes on it.
I wanted to yell at him, “Not that kind of queen, you amateur!”
Okay, so then he lays a good old fashioned barber shop dissing on the President of Brazil. The Brazilian President, who is enormously popular at home and no slouch overseas, despite his assertions that people with blue eyes are responsible for the economic crisis, was greeted with, “This is my man here,” typically a patronizing greeting. That is especially true when the subject is then given some obviously disingenuous comment about being good looking.
Oh snap! Did anyone else catch that? I would say it’s disingenuous to talk about a guy’s good looks when he more closely resembles the groundhog in “Caddy Shack” than Tom Cruise or Steve Erkel.
Why would Obama patronize the President of Brazil? Listen to the other part… “most popular…” ah, that’s it, then. Obama doesn’t like that competition in the global popularity contest that has become our presidency. That’s because a lot of us get our political opinions from Entertainment Tonight and Keith Olbermann, sports reporter-turned angry pundit.
Oh, and this just in… our “everyone’s president” is now being lauded for another contest victory… the “great uniter” is now officially the most divisive president in history.
So as everyone’s president, he is doing a pretty good job of being Nancy’s president.
Posted on April 6th, 2009 by Andy Wahl
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