Obama’s Slick Upper Lip; Open Thread

  

© Miri WTPOTUS 2011 

Barack Obama has perfected the strategic sneer, from long practice.

It comes, frequently, when he answers a reporter’s question about something House Majority Leader Eric Cantor has said:  Obama’s lip curls up on the left side and a look of disgust and arrogance washes over his face. This week, he has been coupling the sneer with lines such as:

“How in the world can you even accept that notion?”

 

And, “That is laughable on its face.”

 

And, “That doesn’t make sense. . . . That again is just nonsensical.”

 

And, “Eat your peas.”

 

And, “Pull off the band-aid.”

 

And, “Don’t call my bluff. I’m leaving.”

 

Obama, who is establishing himself as a preeminent socialist dictator wannabe who pretends to negotiate with Congressional leaders as the bogus Aug. 2 default deadline approaches, is answering calls for compromise with contempt. He shook his fist, pointed a long index finger, and scratched his face with his middle finger when Cantor’s name came up during a news conference, saying that Cantor’s thinking is “unfathomable to me.” As indeed it probably is.

Obama draws out his vowels in a style that is part phony southern black and part smarty-pants. He lisps as if English is his second language or he wears ill-fitting dental appliances.

Had young Obama spoken like this at his very expensive prep school in Honolulu, the bigger boys may well have wiped that sneer off his face. Yet even then, Obama was accustomed to having things his way. According to Obama’s hometown newspaper, he demonstrated early on his philosophy of “I want what I want when I want it” and “I should RULE because I’m The One” by carving “King Obama” in fresh cement on his elementary school playground.

Further proof: As a child growing up in Indonesia, he avidly watched Dictator Suharto’s speeches on TV, writing notes, which he later used to reenact the events: Himself playing Suharto the tyrant, while forcing his adoptive sister Lia to stand behind him for hours on end, play-acting as his requisite henchman/bodyguard.

What Obama wants now is absolute power — and he is prepared to risk destroying the full faith and credit of the United States to get it (or perhaps that destruction is his goal in the first place).

In a primacy struggle with House Speaker John Boehner, he has done a deft job of aligning himself with Marxists, Communists, far-left progressives, avid followers of Saul Alinsky, and anyone else who hews to the idealogy of tearing down the economy of the USA, by any means necessary, in order to recreate this country into a progressive wet dream: the (imaginary) ideal socialist state, with Obama as Dear Leader for Life, of course.

He shot down the outline of any compromise that Boehner attempted to negotiate. Now Obama, after pretending to lead by holding command performances, aka talks or negotiations at the White House, has called the whole thing off–sending the process back to Congress (where it always belonged). But only after “dressing down” his equals and storming out like a spoiled, willful brat, in essence picking up his marbles and running away, because he didn’t like how this “game” was going.

Obama flashed the trademark facial expression even before taking the podium at a recent news conference. Asked whether he would offer any concessions, Obama responded by saying that the tax increases he demanded were in fact concessions by him.

“Nobody relishes the opportunity to go and raise these taxes,” said the man who famously told Joe the Plumber,

It’s not that I want to punish your success. I just want to make sure that everybody who is behind you, that they’ve got a chance at success, too… My attitude is that if the economy’s good for folks from the bottom up, it’s gonna be good for everybody. … I think when you spread the wealth around, it’s good for everybody.

Since that telling encounter with Joe, now-president Obama grabbed the power to turn budget-cutting into a Marxist game. Like an evil bad-seed-of-a-child who gleefully pulls the wings off flies, he now owns the aptly-named bully pulpit, which he adroitly employs. From his pulpit, he can terrorize elderly voters by threatening to cut off Social Security checks upon which they survive. A lie, of course, but one he can use to demand tax increases, which he claims are necessary to avoid a terrible orchestrated crisis.

The search for an Obama concession continued. “In terms of shared sacrifice across the country, do you see that one as necessary?”

Obama thrust his chin into the stratosphere and raised his upper lip. “I think behind this notion of ‘We want shared sacrifice’ that they continue to say really means, ‘We want to throw elderly ladies off a cliff, starve (obese) children, make more veterans homeless, and make IED-disabled heroes do without prosthetics,’ ” he said.

Claiming that there have been “concessions made already” by his side, Obama was pressed to name some of them. “I don’t want to get into specifics now,” he said.

Leaving the White House one morning, Obama approached the microphones, flashed the cameras a good-morning sneer, chin in air, smug look on his face, and demanded to know “why in the world” Boehner wants to kill old ladies.

NBC’s Luke Russert asked what “sacred cows” (or bulls) Obama would be willing to sacrifice. Obama repeated his call for new “investments”, meaning more taxes on the wealthy, the top 10% of whom already fund 70% of entire US budget, while fully 49% of “taxpayers” actually pay no income taxes at all (just like GE).

“Where do the Democrats feel pain here, though?” Russert persisted.

After a long and contemptuous day, the president probably feels it most in his upper lip and a weary neck, forced to hold his head up in that unnatural pose.

He feels no emotional pain, certainly.

NOTE: Only some quotes in this article are real. Most incidents happened, but to another person–Eric Cantor. Editorial positions are mine. This is a parody/satire of a recent column by Dana Milbank. No disrepect to my distinguished colleague/opinion columnist intended.