Jen Kuznicki
Barack Obama was interviewed by Charlie Rose, and said,
“The mistake of my first term – couple of years – was thinking that this job was just about getting the policy right,” he told interviewer Charlie Rose. “And that’s important. But the nature of this office is also to tell a story to the American people that gives them a sense of unity and purpose and optimism, especially during tough times.”
You sure did Preezy, you told us the story of Julia, remember?
Julia can’t do a damn thing without the government, and if not for the government, she would fall into the great unwashed under the “failed policies” of yesteryear.
From 3 until 17, little Julia is under the cold deathgrip of the nation’s failing educational system, unable to move out of her dank existence because of Obama denying her vouchers for charter schooling.
But, never fear, little Julia will get a nearly free ride to a government-funded institution, where she, being of ripe age for liberal immersion, will decry things she thought she knew while away from those pesky parents.
For four years after college, when her peers who have not used government’s attachments are excelling at their jobs and making a life, she will be able to get free healthcare as long as Mommy and Daddy pay their bills, as well as thank a man (Obama) for letting her stand up for herself. How heartwarming and subordinate.
Somehow, after riding on the coattails of everyone else, Julia is able to be disciplined about her massive college loans, and doesn’t have to worry about little things like consequences of actions because the Preezy is buying her some birth control. Thank goodness having sex means nothing until she wants it to.
When Julia’s 6 year old son goes to kindergarten, she can know, because of Obama, that he will be in the best of hands for the rest of his life because government is his Daddy.
And all that’s left is a government-enabled business which she cannot claim, and medicare which absolutely sucks.
Remember that story, President Obama? You told that story, and it completely matches the bullshit you have been feeding us for four long years.
If Julia knew her own worth, without the government system, she wouldn’t have to rely on the system, but her own beautiful self, and God-given ability.
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Tell a story, Mr. President?
I can tell one too….
Once upon a time, there was a beautiful, majestic flower standing in a gardener's field of flowers and plants. It stood head and shoulders above the rest of the flowers in the field, and people from all over came to see the flower. Sometime people would follow the path that led to the flower, other times they would trample all the other flowers and plants in the field in haste to get to this flower to smell it's perfume and marvel in the magnificent colors. Living among these trampled flowers and plants were slugs, snails, and weeds disguised as beneficial plants. They blamed the magnificent flower for all their hardships…and grew jealous of the magnificent because the flowers and plants they infested never received the attention or respect they thought they deserved by right of being in the same garden. …and the slug, snails, and weeds plotted revenge aimed at taking the magnificent flower down….
Yes, Barry, you are that slimy slug….
Libs don't own creativity, and they certainly aren't the only ones that can tell stories if it comes to that. The President shouldn't have to tell a story to sell an agenda because the President's agenda should be one of a higher calling…a calling that requires only that he/she sick to the Constitution and protect our country. Any other agenda is more of a personal vendetta, and Barry has been on one of those since his story was shaped in Bill Ayers living room.
Oh yes, Anna, how very right you are. This President is dedicated to cultivating and fertilizing the weeds at the expense of the flowers and vegetables and somehow we are expected to produce a number crop and magnificent harvest. The bigger issue is how you get so many people not to understand this? I suspect you promise them a virtual harvest that will never come to be. Then, of course, it is to late to replant and the winter is finally upon us.