Thoughts of Obama From Bama

Week 135: “Summer Rental”

Well this lunch break is gonna take all afternoon
And half the night
Tomorrow morning I know there'll be hell to pay
Hey! But, that's all right
Ain't had a day off now in over a year
My Jamaican vacation's gonna start right here
If the phone's for me you can tell 'em I just sailed away and..

I could pay off my tab
Pour myself in a cab
And be back to work before two:
At a moment like this
I can't help but wonder,
what would Jimmy Buffett do?

I'd say..
Pour me something tall and strong
Make it a hurricane
Before I go insane
It's only half past 12
But, I don't care
its five O'clock somewhere.
“It's five O'clock somewhere”, Jimmy Buffett and Allen Jackson

For three years running the First Family has chosen to spend their summer vacation on Martha’s Vineyard. An exclusive island get away only accessible by boat or private jet (thought the President didn’t particularly care for all those evil private jet owners) that serves as the summer home to several hundred of the world’s wealthiest liberal elite.

While we certainly don’t begrudge our Chief Executive a little R&R with the kinfolk we do question why he’s so hell bent about going to one of the most high brow, expensive, Yankee rich vacation destinations on the planet. Especially when you consider the millions of his fellow Americans, all the poor dumb pilgrims he's always so passionately talking about helping during one of his seemingly endless class warfare propaganda addresses, that are literally struggling to keep food on the table.

To add insult to injury according to published reports the Obama’s “Summer Rental“ leases out for a cool fifty grand per week. With 9.1% unemployment, millions of the President’s beloved working class dealing with underwater mortgages, and 401K values sinking faster than Nancy Pelosi’s most recent face lift forking out fifty grand for a week long “Summer Rental “is nothing less than extreme arrogance, a disdain not often seen from a American President towards all of the folks paying the bills around here and the epitome of left wing secular progressive elitism.

Any man who spends 12.5% of his $400,000 annual salary on a one week “Summer Rental“ while so many are experiencing moderate to severe economic hardship needs to seriously reevaluate his priorities. Spending thousands on golf, ice-cream, yacht rentals, expensive dinners, a “Come as Your Favorite Nekkid Marxist/Socialist Pre-Labor Day” party, and a wheel barrel full of books for him and the youngins so to catch up on their summer reading is just downright tacky.

Reckon we shouldn’t expect anything less from the corrupt Chicago politician egg head Yankee lawyer who’s quickly wearing out his welcome at 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue. Bless his little Socialist heart the man has no conscience about spending our money in a criminally negligent fashion so their ain’t no reason at all why we should expect he has the good sense to spend his own any differently.

Speaking of books a highly placed source with the Obama bunch shared the President’s vacation reading list with your humble columnist. We are told he owns first edition autographed manuscripts of all of these political classics:

1. Utopian And Scientific - Frederick Engels, March 1880
2. 18th Brumaire of Louis Napoleon - Karl Marx, March 1852
3. Communist Manifesto - Karl Marx, February 21, 1848.
4. The State and Revolution - Vladimir Lenin, 1918
5. Primetime Propaganda: The True Hollywood Story of How the Left Took Over Your TV by Ben Shapiro (May 31, 2011
6. Techniques of Propaganda and Persuasion by Magedah Shabo (Nov 1, 2010)
7. Propaganda and the Public Mind by David Barsamian and Noam Chomsky (May 2001)

In addition to nightly public readings from the President’ s favorite piece of literature of all time, the Communist Manifesto, the First Family is said to be attending daily seminars on a wide range of topics including:

• Advanced Propaganda Strategies
• Bold and Audacious Assignment of Blame
• Never Tell the Truth When a Lie Makes Us Sound More Accountable and Sincere
• Socialism is the New Realty

In an effort to exploit the President’s elitist arrogance vacationing on Martha Vineyard while the country’s economy sinks down to the 8th level of hell the RNC is sending out 18 mock post cards from the President for fund raising purposes. Ain’t hard to figure why the Dems are waxing the GOP so far in the fund raising after seeing these boring, boring, boring attempts at humor.

None of the following got me all hot and bothered feeling so compelled to pull out the check book running out of the house like my hair was on fire in search of a Democrat to tell what for:

• "Finding a wave in Martha's Vineyard is almost as hard as finding a job."
• "I'd say after 40 fund raisers, I've earned a vacation."
• "Wishing you happy job hunting from sunny Martha's Vineyard."
• "Gotta sharpen my game for the next ESPN special."
• "I hope I bowl higher than my approval rating."
• "Why did that lifeguard call me Jimmy Carter?"
• "I shot a 39 on the front nine--matches my approval rating."
• "It's hot outside, heading to take a double dip."
• "This $50,000 per week estate is wicked awesome."
• "One local called me the Bill Buckner of the economy. That's good, right?"
• "No Joe, don't touch anything while I'm gone."
• "Low polls, high unemployment...life's a beach."
• "On second thought, maybe I was wrong about Slurpees."
• "Great thing about vacations...don't need a plan."
• "Wow, I'm eligible for an upgrade. Boy, I needed that."
• "I'll pivot to that whole jobs thing...next week."
• "Raining in Martha's Vineyard. Must be Bush's fault."
• "Divots: They're shovel ready

In our humble opinion something along the lines of the following would be setting fund raising records at levels the RNC would have never dreamed possible:

• Obama’s face grinning from humongous ear to ear with the caption – “Socialism, the New Normal”
• “Just Can’t Wait To Get Back to the Oval Office and Back to Work Spending, taxing, regulating, apologizing and appeasing on behalf of all the dumb pilgrims who actually think I’m on their fighting side”
• “Never met a tax I didn’t openly greet with a big ole sloppy wet kiss”
• “I’ll be back to work on Monday” If this one doesn’t compel us to write a 6 figure check we deserve what we get

Mr. President, next time take the fifty plus grand you spent on your “Summer Rental” and give it to a worthy charity and spend your vacation at Camp David, or your Chicago home. Our even better yet save it. We have a strong hankering you just might need it after the 2012 election.

I am, “American by Birth and Southern by the Grace of God”

Ron W. Garikes