This Was Your Best Shot?

by Andrew Roman

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I’m disappointed as all hell in President Obama – and not for the reasons you might think. From the man who sumptuously positioned himself between two Greek columns at the dawn of the Hope-And-Change era promising fundamental transformation to this nation came one of the lamest attempts at political histrionics on Wednesday that I have seen in a long time.

What a letdown.

I was expecting so much more.

The anti-constitutional metrosexual from the great Stacker of Wheat who, in that teleprompted imperial voice of his, once told us that we were the ones we’d been waiting for fell painfully – embarrassingly - flat.

It was astonishingly weak. A real yawn.

This was the best he could do? Surrounding himself with children while signing a bunch of stupid, ill-conceived, do-nothing knee-jerk unconstitutional executive orders?

Really?

Frankly, the Obama of old - back when the promise of the post-stimulus age was still ahead of us, when smooches with the New Jersey governor didn’t seem possible, when all of us believed Justice John Roberts knew what a tax was - would have done it much better.  

After all, this was a watershed moment for him and his like-minded reactionary, guns-are-evil non-thinking confederates. He was executing a slew of orders to show the world that he was doing something – anything.

Childlike naivety appropriately requires actual children as props, I suppose.

But this wasn’t an Obama moment for the ages. There was nothing particularly memorable here. There were no Kodak moments. No foreign heads of state to bow down to. No anti-American Korean rapper to be seen with. No apologies for America to be made on foreign soil. No troop withdrawal dates to announce. No murders of American citizens to avoid addressing.

Nothing.

It was amateur hour.

Seriously, were there no "product of gun violence" wheelchair-bound kids available to be used as visual aids? Were there no wounded "drive-by shooting" children from the streets of a big city like, say, Chicago handy? No one on the Obama Propoganda Team could round up a nine year old amputee? Or the sibling of a murdered child? Or perhaps a kid blinded by gunfire requiring the help of an aide to read his or her heartfelt letter aloud? Grieving parents? Outraged actors? Maybe Steve Carrell could have been on stage with him, wheeling around pre-pubescent victims of assault weapon madness?

There's lame, and there's lame.

Remember when Obama could exploit with the best of them?

The President is slipping.

This is the man who invented the Office of President Elect.

This is what he came up with?

Pretty pathetic, Bam.

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