I Won’t Fault You — Obama

Ari L. NoonanOP-EDLeave a Comment

One man’s imitation of President Obama. Image: Public domain via www.public-domain.zorger.com

Re: ‘War Just Happens’

Fair-minded Americans were disappointed but not surprised – once again – with apology-prone President Obama’s latest Excuse Us for Our Sins speech in Hiroshima today.

As the weakest U.S president since Bill Henry Harrison quit living 175 years ago, Mr. Obama groveled to a podium, resisted the temptation to sink to his heavily used knees, and promptly revealed the chest-pounding reason for his whorish trip.

It is likely Mr. Obama will undergo major next surgery next winter after leaving office. He has ducked so many questions in the last 7½ years, doctors say he has the neck of an 85-year-old man.

When American reporters asked the president “why are you visiting Hiroshima?,” he evaded responding, as is his practice.

Pansy-like, he mumbled: “We come to ponder a terrible force unleashed in a not-so-distant past,” 12 bumblingly meaningless words, perfectly portraying the best street level thinking available inside a an overwhelmed administration.

Ethically nude, morally bankrupt, unacquainted with truth and honesty, President I Surrender, I Surrender (President ISIS, for short) shrank his once exalted office to peanut size. Humiliatingly, he kowtowed rhetorically and physically to the Japanese who slaughtered us for years.

Can’t criticize descendants of the Japanese killers to their faces, pal?

Then you have no business crawling into Japan, you narcissistic pimp.

Demonstrating again he is wildly unqualified for the office, Americans should study Mr. Obama’s second and third paragraphs.

He cowers, he lowers his eyes and he rhetorically slinks away in the humiliated manner of a gutless burglar fleecing an upscale home.

It was said earlier today that the fairy-like president, in the tradition of contemporary progressives, only will criticize people he knows won’t hurt him, such as Republicans.

By contrast, eyes downcast, head tucked inside his hip pocket, he has worn a deep crevice in the ground, cravenly crawling toward the ugly Iranian mullahs, the Vietnamese, Chinese and Cuban communist killers, muttering, “I am your friend.” As he has proven repeatedly.

Maybe the Japanese can be convinced to detain him until Jan. 20.

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