Showing posts with label Axelrod. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Axelrod. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Comrade Stalin, Pick Up On Line One

We keep getting glimpses of the Obama mindset, the Chicago Thugocracy if you please, represented by off hand remarks made by the President as well as those close to him. The insight generated by these remarks is not comforting at all.

Obama and his supporters have a problem with people who oppose their proposals. The Soviets had the same problem and addressed it in their own way.

Funny thing, the Soviets and the Nazis adopted common measures when dealing with people they didn't like. It did not turn out well for the opposers. Thank goodness that can't happen here in America; organized thugs would never attack peaceful folk opposed to a socialist philosophy.

Ooops. Forget that picture of SEIU members helping someone change their mind.

When it comes to ObamaCare and the pressure being generated to force this socialist power grab down our throats, we can only pray that our voices will be heard by enough Senators to defeat any attempt at reconciliation. From the NY Times:

Tempers were fraying in the White House Cabinet Room as night turned into morning on Jan. 15. President Obama had been cloistered nearly all day with House and Senate Democrats, playing “marriage counselor,” an aide said, as he coaxed, cajoled and prodded them on a health care overhaul.

Obama played Yenta for the ugly, red-headed, drooling Frankenstein health care system. American wants no part of it and returned the cubic zirconia engagement ring. If this creature ever comes to life, it will stumble and rumble through our economy like a runaway tank.“

‘See what you guys can figure out,’ ” one participant remembers him saying, adding that the failed effort left the president mad.

Poor Mr. Obama left the meeting with his panties all in a wad.

Solution? Simple. We need a Panty Czar to pry out and unwad those bikini cuts.

Ever since his days as a young community organizer in Chicago, Mr. Obama has held fast to the belief that by listening carefully and appealing to reason he can bring people together to get results, an approach that in Washington has often come up short.

But there are results - Obama just doesn't like them. The results are simple; if you look at his plan reasonably, Obamacare is a pile of crap.

Solution? Simple. Drop it as if you were caught in a mosque with a pulled pork sandwich during Ramadan. And wipe the BBQ sauce from your face.

He is not showing any signs of changing his style. But he is facing perhaps the toughest test yet of his powers of persuasion: winning the votes he needs, in the face of unified Republican opposition and a deteriorating climate for Democrats, to push his health care measure through a skittish Congress.

The author, Ms. Stolberg, conveniently forgets that the Republicans were virtually powerless since January of last year until this month when Scott Brown stole the Senate seat belonging to Commodore Oldsmobile, ending the Democratic super majority.

Unified Republican opposition? They couldn't stop the Democratic steamroller if they tried. But don't tell Obozo that, he can't hear you through those wadded panties. Especially when his advisers start channeling their inner Stalin.

“If the president weren’t tough, if the president weren’t committed, if the president didn’t believe that this was an imperative for the future of American families, businesses and the sustainability of our budget, this thing would have been dead six months ago,” David Axelrod, Mr. Obama’s senior adviser, said in an interview. “I would love to live in a world where the president could snap his fingers or even twist arms and make change happen, but in this great democracy of ours, that’s not the way it is.”

The Soviets were all about change too. Apparently Axelrod has taken notes. He would love to snap fingers, twist arms, maybe break some legs, imprison a few relatives, or even shoot a protester or two.

I'd love to live in a world where I could bury my boot up his ass whenever I wanted.
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