We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
Many of you have been taught to chase after the usual brass rings: being on this “who’s who” list or that top 100 list; how much money you make and how big your corner office is; whether you have a fancy enough title or a nice enough car…such an approach won’t get you where you want to go; that in fact, the elevation of appearance over substance, celebrity over character, short-term gain over lasting achievement is precisely what your generation needs to help end.
Puzzles me too. It does sound like transparent preaching of the "Do what I say, not what I do" variety. Anyway, I have no interest in trying to analyze the guy's character nor am I qualified to try. I just wonder two things: 1) Where does he smoke in the WH? and 2) How is he going to try to screw me next?
The guy is on something...He smiles just a little too much for a leader of a nation in the middle of a hundred year economic crisis. Of course, we will probably never learn what the quacks or dealers are providing for him...
That drug is called 'Charisma'. Like the charismatic movement in the Christian Church, Obama is divinely conferred by his belief in himself. He's learned over his lifetime just how powerfully he wields the effects of that drug and has gotten just about anything he sets out to get. The street name for that drug is "Smug". Another name is "B" for 'beguile'.
The side effects are that one day the user realizes his faith in himself has produced the need for junkies surrounding him at all times to give him the right answers because he, himself, doesn't have any. For example, he was grim about the financial collapse until one of his junkies told him it was time to be upbeat. The frown immediately turned into a smile. 'Smug' doesn't kill the user, but it eventually causes much disgruntlement among those who believe the smiles and frowns are sincere. Very scary stuff.
I suspect he smokes in one of Bill Clinton's "rendezvous closets" of which there seem to be many in the White House. or "his house," as Obama calls it. Rampant narcissism is the kindest description of that comment. You're just a "renter," guy. And not even that, because we, the taxpayers, pay the bills.