Oh, no. Oh, HELLS, no! Did you see this thing? Obama’s weekly address this week?
It was all about how “some people” in Congress are putting party ahead of enacting the glorious Obama agenda, blah blah blah. But — get this — he had himself photographed sitting in front of a shelf of jam jars and a sack of potatoes in some general store in flyover country. Oh, just read:
Hello from the Country Corner Farm in Alpha, Illinois! For the past few days, I’ve been traveling to small towns and farm towns here in the heartland of this country. I sat down with small business owners in Gutenberg, Iowa; and ranchers and farmers in Peosta. I had lunch with veterans in Cannon Falls, Minnesota; and talked to plant workers at a seed distributor in Atkinson, Illinois. And to the girls volleyball team at Maquoketa High School, let me just say one thing: Go Cardinals.
He said “Go Cardinals” with all the enthusiasm of “dose of clap.”
Saying words like “Peosta” and “Cannon Falls” and whatever other goofy-ass placenames you sister-fucking hayseeds call your hopeless, tragic dead-end cowtowns, automagically transforms him into Populist Man. Can’t you feel it?
Country Corner. Small towns. Farm towns. Heartland. Small business owners. Ranchers. Farmer. Veterans. Plant workers. Seed distributor. Dang, there’s more ersatz cornpone stuffed into that one paragraph than a whole fucking season of Hee Haw.
Oh, but this is the best bit: they released the video on the 20th, two days after he jetted away to his $50,000 a week getaway home at Martha’s Vineyard. You know, the vacation everybody’s talking about.
By the way, he managed to sound fairly upbeat, but somehow every screengrab I took, he looked like he was sucking a lemon.