Putinistas shining it on Obama from a desecrated graveyard in somebody else's country. Alongside them tap-dancing
are a just 're-elected' Syrian dictator and Lybian and Iraqi tribesmen, holy fucks of Al Quaeda and a camping
Nigerian girl-raping demigod. And that picture of his blushing wife holding her home-made sign "Bring our girls home!" must be, I'm sure framed in silver by now at the White House bedside.
CIA geniuses charging around throwing billions of Yankee dollars at secret projects of their dashing choosing.
Go Barach go. Or spread your hawk wings, fast.
The longer and faster you chant "hem-haw-and-dither" in the shower and no matter how many repetitions of that mantra you can squeeze into a minute of air time means nothing more than chaos getting out of hand... like a bar of wet soap.
