State of the Union my royal Irish ass.
State of Obama’s role in the dumbshow.
State of the Storyboard.
And I am beginning to realize that Mr. Obama doesn’t even understand his own role in the story.
He thinks he’s the writer.
He ain’t even the associate producer.
He’s just part of the cast.
Just another hired celeb.
Deep.
Read on.
It’s not what he says.
It’s not how he says it.
It’s not even what he does.
It’s what the media say about it.
And they are saying that he was not so good.
So…he was not so good.
End of story.
But not the end of the storyline.
He sold airtime when he was the wunderkind.
However…what happens when the wunderkind succeeds?
End of story.
End of sold airtime.
So his failure is the story now.
The Perils Of Pauline, Pt. II.
And the rubes jes’ keep on ‘a watchin’.
Soon…when that becomes old news…he’ll have a comeback.
Bet on it.
Just in time to lead into the 2012 (s)election. And you know how fascinatin’ them (s)elections kin be.
If he doesn’t rock the boat too hard and there are no major disasters to the bodies politic and economic…why, he’ll get another term.
if not, there’s always Hillary (Hillary Clinton Says She Won’t Serve Eight Years. Believe in coincidences? I don’t. Not in scripted politics I don’t.) and the renascent…revivified, if you consider a story’s need for villains…Ratpublicans. Plus as the WWF’s Vince McMahon could tell you, villains can always be morphed into heroes if ratings go down. Just keep the story moving.
And on and on and on and on and on and on…
Wake the fuck up.
State of the Union my royal Irish ass.
State of Obama’s role in the dumbshow.
State of the Storyboard.
And I am beginning to realize that Mr. Obama doesn’t even understand his own role in the story.
He thinks he’s the writer.
Deep.
Bet on it, Pt. II.
Later…
AG