Obama’s speech at the Democratic National Convention last night was a bit lacking. What a mess of pottage. What a crashing bore.
Let’s talk about more of the same leftist claptrap and call it “change.” Let’s talk about me and call it you.
Let’s not talk about jobs or growth. Let’s not talk about protracted long-term unemployment. Let’s not talk about Obamacare.
Let’s throw in a gratuitous claim of “unwavering support” for Israel. “Unwavering support,” except when he’s putting “daylight” between Israel and the United States or stabbing her in the back.
Where did that claim of “unwavering support come from? Oh, yeah, Obama was covering his tracks. Very subtle.
Let’s celebrate massive increases in government dependency as a great accomplishment.
After four years, Obama is still peddling “hope,” but faith would be more like it. Faith in a false messiah. For those proud to boo God and Jerusalem.
Obama’s mockery seemed weirdly self-referential. He blasted Romney for characterizing Russia as our number one enemy. It made me think about what Obama will have on offer for “Vladimir” with the “flexibility” of a second term. Hey, moron, at least Romney knows “Vladimir’s” Russia ain’t our friend.
He blasted Romney for insulting our closest ally — that would be Great Britain, the ally whose Churchill bust he returned on day one of his administration — during Romney’s stopover in London during the Olympics. It made me recall Obama’s “gift” of the iPod full of Obama photos and speeches to Queen Elizabeth.
By the way, has Obama ever referred to Great Britain as our closest ally before? I guess he has. He has recognized Great Britain as our closest ally — except for all the others that are also our strongest and closest allies. Remember?
Obama’s mockery of Romney made me think about Obama’s treatment of Poland. His treatment of Israel. His treatment of friends as enemies and his treatment of enemies as friends.
I’m sure he’s done it before, but Obama’s “let’s talk about you” must represent some kind of innovation in presidential rhetoric. Enough about me — let’s talk about me and call me “you.” You did it!
I am hoping for change. Four more years will be a little tough to take.
JOHN adds: A woman I knew years ago who was a bit self-absorbed used to say, “But enough about me. What do you think of me?” Of course, she said it as a joke.