Ok, I admit it.
I am suffering from a severe case of ODS.
But my Derangement Syndrome extends way beyond Obama.
Two sentences from Jay Carney, and I feel my usually-normal blood pressure rising dangerously.
And the mere sight of David Axelrod makes me want to scream.
Valerie Jarrett? Don’t get me started…
But, of the many things that I cannot stand about Dear Unleader, one thing stands out.
No, I am not talking about his “whistling ‘s’”
(Although, now that I’ve brought it up, let me just say this about that:
The Obamas are worth about ten mil. So, do you think maybe they could spring for some speech therapy? If I have to hear Mooch say, once more, that we should “shtrive” to be “shtrong,” I think I am gonna go off the deep end….)
What really drives me crazy is something else. Something that Obama does. All the time.
And, no one has ever made mention of it.
At this point, perhaps I should not share this with you. I mean, maybe you will think that I am, indeed, crazy.
But, I am among friends, right? So, here goes:
In ’08, Candidate Obama went to Israel.
And then, for the first time, I saw it:
Obama put his hand on an Israeli official’s back, as if ushering him along. “Wait,” I thought at the time, “that’s so…odd. Doesn’t he have it exactly backwards? Does the guest guide the host?”
Well, in the past four years and four months of the Obama
Reign of Terror House of Horrors Presidency, he seems to put his hand on just about everyone.
Let me show you what I mean:
Here’s Obama with UK PM David Cameron:
And with Irish PM Kenny:
Here he is with Israeli PM Netanyahu:
And with Israeli President Shimon Peres:
And with Palestinian President Abbas:
With John McCain:
With Mitt Romney:
Here he is with Biden:
With Treasury Secretary Jack Lew, and Veterans Affairs Secretary Eric Shinseki:
And with Chris Christie:
OMG! Mooch too? Here she is with the Queen of England:
Whenever I see him do this, I think:
I am so on to you, Bronco Bama.
Because this is what I think: The hand maneuver could be interpreted as a sign of warmth and camaraderie.
But in Obama’s case, I think something else is in play here.
I think it betrays an attempt, probably unconscious, to dominate, to subdue, to be the Alpha Male. Top Dog, so to speak.
So, as I said, this has been driving me crazy.
But, lately, I have been taking steps to cure myself of the ODS.
For example, instead of much gnashing of teeth when I hear him speak, I have begun to take a step back, to study the guy in a more clinical fashion.
So, when I hear him talking, I will do something like this:
Hmmm. In five minutes, he employed three straw man arguments. One moral equivalence. And 98 uses of the words “me,” “myself,” and “I.”
And, I am happy to report, I am beginning to feel better.
Just last week, the NY Post reported that when Obama was in NYC recently for three fundraisers, he said the following to his donors:
“My thinking was when we beat them in 2012, that might break the fever, and it’s not quite broken yet…. I genuinely believe there are Republicans out there who would like to work with us, but they’re fearful of their base, and they’re concerned about what Rush Limbaugh might say about them. And as a consequence, we get the kind of gridlock that makes people cynical about government.”
And, you know what? There was a time when I might have screamed, “OH, SO NOW WE ARE ASTROTURF-NAZI-BITTER-CLINGY-RACISTS WITH A FEVER???”
But now, I laughed.
And hummed a few bars of Peggy Lee’s ‘Fever.’
Anyway, things are looking up.
As I finish this post, there are only:
1265 days, 30383 hours, 1823036 minutes, and 109382175 seconds until Election Day ’16.
And, how many more scandals?
That is anyone’s guess.