In my opinion, President Obama has turned out to be the greatest fraud perpetrated upon a populace since Toto pulled back the curtain in Oz. He is snake-oil, a wooden nickel and a rubber check, all rolled into one.
His lack of leadership, coupled with his desire to spend, spend, spend our way out of debt, make him not only unfit to lead our country, but unfit to run the convenience store near my house.
There are two articles out which buttress my point on these observations.
The initial one was from Daniel Henninger in the Wall Street Journal, in a post titled “The Un-President”.
So came the moment late in the Hofstra debate when moderator Candy Crowley looked at Mr. Obama and asked: “Does the buck stop with your secretary of state as far as what went on here?”
Staring back, the president clutched for a second. He looked like a fourth-grader being confronted in front of the whole class by Miss Crowley of all our childhood nightmares. That moment revealed the problem: At the core of Barack Obama’s persona and his presidency is a constant instinct to deniability.
It’s not my fault.