Just like when he was gazing at some young girl's behind, Obugger's head just isn't in the game. August, traditionally a very quiet month in politics, is turning out to be his Waterloo. And he's out walking the beach, on our dime.
Loose the public, Obugger, especially the senior public, and you lose the war.
Enjoy that vacation. You're going to wish you were retired (and you soon may be).
Click to scratch and sniff.h/t: Nietzsche is Dead
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