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So we were watching the late TV news roundup last night — Obama at the UN, I think it was — and Uncle B suddenly says, “did you see what he just did there?”

I didn’t, but they helpfully replayed the clip: there was a toast, Obama conspicuously raised his glass all around, and then quickly palmed it without taking even a sip. Just whipped it behind his back and disappeared it. Most odd.

So I went and did a Google images search, and all of the pictures I could find of Obama with a glass of hooch, he’s either holding up a full one, or making a weird smoochie face in the glass like in this picture. You gotta open your mouth to drink a beverage, sport.

Sadly, I don’t think I can spin it into a good teetotal-Obama-is-a-secret-Muslim yarn. I suspect he probably does actually touch the stuff occasionally (Politico says he does). It was just…a conspicuously weird thing to do for a toast.

Personally, I’m more bothered by the sinister take-over of American politics. Obama means half the American presidents since WWII have been left handed. Boo!

Oh, and I’m delighted to see the theory that Bill Ayers actually wrote Obama’s Dreams from my Father has gotten reinforcement. Even if it is from a less-than-unimpeachable quarter.

Once more, for laughs, one of only two pieces of literature known for sure to be written by Obama himself:

Under water grottos, caverns
Filled with apes
That eat figs.
Stepping on the figs
That the apes
Eat, they crunch.
The apes howl, bare
Their fangs, dance,
Tumble in the
Rushing water,
Musty, wet pelts
Glistening in the blue.

Yeah, I probably wrote pomes that sucked that hard. When I was twelve. When I was 19? Not so much.


Comment from naleta
Time: September 24, 2009, 8:17 pm

My brother wrote better poetry when he was 14. I’m not at home right now, so I can’t rummage through the basement and find an example to post for y’all, but trust me, it was better than that ape sh!t.

Comment from Uncle Badger
Time: September 24, 2009, 8:23 pm

Every hair on my badgery body (and there are many) bristles when I see America’s latest mischief-maker on the screen.

I cannot explain why, but there is something desperately wrong about the man and I am sure that when he is out of office, some distinctly unpleasant truths will be revealed about him.

Truths beyond the rank stupidity and stunning arrogance that are obvious to all.

Our equivalent is, by comparison, merely an uncouth, shambling, autistic, inadequate golem with the personalty of a potato.

Your guy, with respect, gives me the willies.

Comment from Mrs. Peel
Time: September 24, 2009, 8:46 pm

OT: In this article over at the Daily Mail, see the little black number Michelle is wearing in the first picture? THAT is how she needs to dress. It has detail at the waist that draws the eye away from the hips, and the mini-jacket also balances the hips, keeping her from looking like a pear. It’s a very nice, elegant outfit that suits her figure and her position.

Doesn’t do anything about the bitch-face, though.

Comment from S. Weasel
Time: September 24, 2009, 9:04 pm

I keep saying it: it’s the eyebrow pluck.

Comment from Mrs. Peel
Time: September 24, 2009, 9:16 pm

That would help, as would filing down her canines a bit, but still won’t solve the bitch-face.

Comment from porknbean
Time: September 24, 2009, 9:47 pm

I cannot explain why, but there is something desperately wrong about the man and I am sure that when he is out of office, some distinctly unpleasant truths will be revealed about him.

Some distinctly unpleasant truths are known about him, but the media ignores it. Show me your friends and I will tell you who you are. He is ACORN, he is his reverend, he is Bill Ayers, he is perv Frank Davis, he is anglo-west hating narcissistic, immature authoritarian, Chicago-thug, with smaller balls than his nasty Klingon bride.

Your guy, with respect, gives me the willies.

Yes, yes, and yes. I can not stand to hear his voice. And what sucks is, his mug is doing commercials too. 1984. He’s everywhere, you can’t get away.

Comment from porknbean
Time: September 24, 2009, 9:50 pm

Heh. I read an excerpt or two from Cashill’s book. Says their marriage was on the rocks. The bride nearly walked. Barry complained she was always angry.

Yeah, I believe that part.

Bitch-face was born that way.

Comment from porknbean
Time: September 24, 2009, 9:54 pm

a conspicuously weird thing to do for a toast.

Kinda like flipping off the beast in the primary and McCain in the election? Kinda like posing for a picture with Netanyahu, with his feet on the desk, heels showing? Kinda like his gift to Brown or tossing the Poles under the bus on the anniversary of the Soviet invasion?

Comment from Allen
Time: September 24, 2009, 11:48 pm

Y’all are mistaken on this stuff. He doesn’t have a clue about any of it. Take a sip or not take a sip, he’s doing the “present” thing. One shouldn’t take an action that one can’t disavow later. The Obama Way.

Look at it this way he’s the only one who can give Jimmy a certain amount of redemption. 🙂

Making Carter look strong.,

Comment from David Gillies
Time: September 25, 2009, 1:38 am

I think there are more damning idiosyncrasies about the man, like the selling the Poles and the Czechs down the river on theatre missile defence, or the fawning in front of the ghastly freakshow of despots and madmen that is the UN ‘Human Rights’ Council, or his mortgaging of America’s future to a healthcare system that has never risen once, not even one time, to the level of functionality anywhere it has been tried — but any port in a storm, I guess. As I said in an earlier comment, I support any and all means short of outright illegality to bring this administration down. If making Middle America think he’s a prissy, uptight martinet works, then let’s do that. Ersatz Mohammedan? OK. Granny-strangling eugenicist? Works for me.

As for that ‘poem’: it’s the sort of alcoholic doggerel you write in that weird twilit state between a nice buzz and furniture-wrecking mania. If you’re lucky you find it scrawled on a notepad the next morning while the hangover is still threatening to make one of your eyeballs burst, and then you tear it, shuddering, into pieces and burn them in the kitchen sink and flush the ashes away and slink away with the guilty sense of relief that a serial killer feels when he dumps a body undetected. Unless you’re a vile, preening egotist…

Comment from S. Weasel
Time: September 25, 2009, 6:58 am

Ohhhhhh. I used to leave myself notes, David. Yes indeedy. If I was lucky they made no damn sense at all…

Comment from Princess Bernie
Time: September 25, 2009, 9:14 am

Dead Pool round 3 – Susan Atkins.


Comment from Sockless Joe
Time: September 25, 2009, 9:20 am

re: the pucker, perhaps Obama doesn’t like wine. I don’t particularly care for it myself. I’m sure if I put some effort in I could learn to appreciate it more, but I’d rather have a beer, whiskey, or martini.

Comment from Princess Bernie
Time: September 25, 2009, 9:32 am

More likely he’s paranoid – could be poison!

(it’s not paranoia if they ARE out to get you)

Comment from JuliaM
Time: September 25, 2009, 2:53 pm

“I cannot explain why, but there is something desperately wrong about the man…”

Surprised the English media hasn’t made more of him suddenly having bilateral talks with our Prime Mentalist after all, like a sulky two year old dragged into a room to play with the unpopular, stinky kid in the school by his mother, and left there, pouting, to reconsider his earlier cries of ‘No! I won’t! He smells and I hate him!’.

Comment from Christopher Taylor
Time: September 25, 2009, 3:27 pm

Probably best to not drink much in public as the president, I would do the same kind of thing if I was him.

And I don’t like wine either heh.

Comment from Uncle Badger
Time: September 25, 2009, 4:26 pm

If he gets rat-arsed from just one sip of wine, I’m even more sure I would want the wretch as my head of state.

Comment from cube
Time: September 25, 2009, 5:01 pm

This is just one tiny glimpse of the vast dishonesty that surrounds BO. He is like an onion with layers and layers of lies that require peeling back until, at the center, one finds nothing at all.

Comment from Christopher Taylor
Time: September 25, 2009, 7:07 pm

Its not one sip though, its wine through the whole dinner and ceremony and talks. Just best to avoid drinking all around – although there are less deceptive ways to do it.

Comment from Mikey NTH
Time: September 26, 2009, 6:36 pm

I am not surprised he didn’t actually drink, but he should make it look like he did.

Why not drink? Big dinner, multiple toasts, must keep head clear. Nothing more than a junior associate should know. Don’t want to get all happy and say what you really think (double foreign policy on the rocks).

Comment from Lipstick
Time: September 26, 2009, 8:18 pm

Maybe if BO is seen drinking, the King of Saudi Arabia will smack his head next time he bows to him.

Comment from harbqll
Time: September 27, 2009, 12:19 pm

Speaking of indefinably wierd, I stumbled upon this last night:


I realize that he’s clearly taking hundreds of pictures in one night, but still. No variation at all? I don’t have anything snarky to say about it, but dude. That’s just odd.

Comment from Ed Flinn
Time: September 29, 2009, 6:11 pm

I’m betting he drinks nothing but well-cellared First Growths, and at the prices they’ve fetched since China began buying, he’s in no mood to share. He’s sworn that the filthy plonk the hoi polloi swill will NOT pass his lips.

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