“I Have This Title….”
Bill Quick

Obama’s monstrously hypocritical speech

Obama, however, is but an onlooker, disengaged but worried, mind you. (“I have this remarkable title right now — President of the United States — and yet every day when I wake up, and I think about young girls in Nigeria or children caught up in the conflict in Syria — when there are times in which I want to reach out and save those kids — and having to think through what levers, what power do we have at any given moment, I think, “drop by drop by drop,” that we can erode and wear down these forces that are so destructive; that we can tell a different story.”)

Think about that statement for a moment.  “I have this…title…”  Not, “I am the President of the United States,” but “I have this…title….”

It’s almost as if he doesn’t think of himself as the President, with all the power and personal responsibility that involves, but instead thinks of himself as somebody with a title – not the real thing, in other words.

And, of course, as long as Valerie Jarret is in the White House as his closest “adviser,” he may be saying nothing other than the absolute truth.

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I am a small-l libertarian. My primary concern is to increase individual liberty as much as possible in the face of statist efforts to restrict it from both the right and the left. If I had to sum up my beliefs as concisely as possible, I would say, "Stay out of my wallet and my bedroom," "your liberty stops at my nose," and "don't tread on me." I will believe that things are taking a turn for the better in America when married gays are able to, and do, maintain large arsenals of automatic weapons, and tax collectors are, and do, not.


“I Have This Title….” — 9 Comments

  1. That’s not what triggered the RCOB for me. By hook or by crook (mostly by crook) he’s the President of the United States. Not President of the World. Not Secretary General of the United Nations. Not even the fucking God King of the fucking Human Race. It’s not that bloviating douchebag’s remit to ensure the peace and happiness of Nigerian girls or Syrian children.

    The only good thing about the asshole’s lack of focus is that he’s a complete fuckup at everything he tries to do. With him worrying about the wretched all over the world, he’s putting less effort into fucking things up domestically. Thank heavens for tiny fucking favors.

    • Sure, but I still think my notion has merit. I mean, can you picture Bambi having a sign on his desk that says “The Buck Stops Here” (as did a far better man and Democrat president), and actually meaning it?

      President Not-My-Fault? You kidding me?

      • Nah – his sign would have to read something like, “The Bucks Are All (Mis)Spent Before They Get Anywhere NEAR Here!”…

        Or maybe, “If A Buck Shows Up Here At All, It’s Accidental – Besides, I’ve Got A Tee-Time…”…

  2. I am surprised there isn’t a sign over the WH entrance:

    “The Buck stops at Bush. Go to Texas to find him and complain”
    (White Man Addendum: Racist).

  3. Wait Bill.

    Obama does have that sign on his desk.

    And if you want to see him, you better bring several!

  4. I’m quite certain the stupid clown doesn’t wipe his ass without some other clown telling him to do it.

    • Sometimes they deliberately don’t tell him to wipe his ass. Hilarity ensues.

      Putin at a G8 meeting:
      “What’s that smell. President Asswipe, did they forget to tell you to wipe your ass? Yeah, ban me from further meetings, do me a favor.”

      That Valerie, what a card.