Trying. To. Keep. Head. From. Exploding!
I’m watching my tape of Dear Leader’s State of Calamity Speech, Governor Bobby (the futrue hope of the Republican Party???) Jindal’s stilted, boring and ineffectual rebuttal and the forever dissection by the Talking Heads (not the eclectic 70s, 80s,90s band) and vapid politicians from last night.
There are many much more qualified political commenters all over the web (click any of the Links in my side panel) than me, so I’m going to disappoint you [sarc] and decline boring you with details from the speech or the continuing empty bullshit from The ONE. I will say this again, Holy Crap. How the hell is any of this going to get paid for? He’s going to quadruple the deficit and double the government as a whole. The expansions for energy alternatives, education & health care are insane and unrealistic–again, please look to others for the nitty-gritty for those analysiseseses (geez, what is the plural of analysis?).
Here’s what I saw:
Her Majesty, the Queen, Nancy Pelosi portraying one of two things–a jack-in-the-box or a Jr. high School cheerleader. And if I ever have to spend another hour of my life looking at her Mortimor Snerd (who’s old enough out there to remember that reference? See Below) smirk I will have to kill myself.
I also study how the audience claps, from hands flap-slapping together–all vary in enthusiasm and speed from the one clap a second to the wing beat velocity of an African Swallow; and in the same vein of reference (NodNodWinkWink) there are also the cupped-handed coconut clappers; the golf claps to the clapping of one hand to the back of the other as they study the program; the the up/down Gore center-of-the-chest-clap (who teaches that one, where does one learn it? I suspect they all rode the short-yellow-school bus) and the “oh boy, goody, goody happy clap” (Pelosi) the hand straight up as in prayer and clapping as if a cupcake was being held out to her.
I also like when they pan the audience and see the outright boredom of the law-makers until enjoined to jump to theie feet by the aforementioned cheerleader above, but I shouldn’t point fingers, at least I could fast forward–they couldn’t.
Here’s what I heard: blah, blah, blah, Yes, we can; blah, blah blah; no taxes on 95% of…; blah, blah, rebuild America, schools, roads, wah, wah, wah & blah, blah, blah, yada, yada, yada; yippy skippy, we’ll be a better America with government intervention and expansion, spend mo’ money that we don’t have and we’ll have to pay for it somehow within four years with no taxable income because every one’s unemployed–but we will somehow; blah, blah, blah; responsibility; bipartisan, yada, yada, yada; and no Earmarks anywhere, ‘cuz Joe’s in charge and “no one messes with Joe!” Hahahhaha! And Finally, God Bless America, even though he’d prefer the damning of it–oh yeah, and We don’t Torture!! Amen! Can I get a Hallelujah?! Same old crapwith the same empty-suited guy saying it.
I believe that His Royal Obamaness has had more live face time since November than Bush had in one whole year. You can’t watch a news channel for six hours without him standing up somewhere obfuscating, inveigling and lying his ass off.
All in all, it was just as suspected, a well delivered (read from teleprompter) speech that just confirmed what we knew he was going to do (see yesterday’s post) and the enormous amount of non-existent money to pay for all his social-engineering and progressive policies.
UPDATE: Okay, I’m giving you my two favorite blow-by-blow commentaries from RWN last night: