Obama Pigs Out While Our Consulate Burns
By Dr. Donald Wayne Hendon
Let’s go back in time for today’s Fractured Fairy
Tale, which really didn’t happen. It’s a fairy tale,
remember? Anyway, please go ahead and imagine that
it’s Tuesday, September 11, 2012.
Obama wakes up at 8:30, grabs a couple of chicken
wings from one of his Chick Fil-a bowls in the
refrigerator, and decides to skip the national
security briefing as usual.
He bowls a few games.
He has a late lunch. In his bedroom.
As usual, he pigs out on Chick fil-A. “Wonder
if I can finish 2 big bowls?” he thinks to himself.
He puts on a DVD of Fox TV’s
The Cleveland Show and starts watching it.
It’s 2 pm. (8 pm in Libya.) There’s an urgent knock
on door. A guy from the National Security Situation
Room says, “Come quick. Bad stuff happening at our
Consulate in Benghazi, Libya.”
Obama: I’ve got the runs. Too much Chick Fil-a. I’ll
watch the bad stuff here in the bedroom. It’s closer
to the toilet.
He keeps watching
The Cleveland
Show on one TV and turns on another TV. It’s a
closed-circuit feed from the Situation Room, so he
can see what’s happening in Libya.
Michelle comes in to watch TV with him.
The phone rings. Leon Panetta, the Secretary of
Defense, is on the line. He says, “Hey, Barry, you’d
better come to the Situation Room. We need you.
Things are getting worse.”
Obama says “No.” Then he hangs up.
Two minutes later, Panetta bursts into Obama’s
bedroom. He’s frantic. He yells, “We need air
support. Come to Situation Room with me right now!”
Obama replies: “Shut up, Leon. Beat it. I’m already
watching what’s going on. This is fascinating. I
don’t want to miss a second of this.” Obama is
smiling broadly. Panetta thinks it looks like an
evil grin.
Panetta: But, boss, only you can give the order to
send in troops to help the people in our Consulate.
Obama: Hey, Leon, you’d better not go over my head!
Don’t call in troops from Italy and the
Mediterranean! No air support, either. I wanna see
the fight! And I want the fight to last a long time.
I’m having fun watching it.
He pushes Panetta into the hall and slams the door
in his face.
He says to Michelle, “Wow, just think! I’m the
president, and I can see this stuff live, right here
in my bedroom! What a great life!
Michelle: Yeah, you’re sure enjoying yourself.
Obama: I’m like Nero. He fiddled while Rome burned.
And I’m eating Chick fil-A while our Benghazi
consulate burns!
Michelle smiles and nods in agreement.
After the consulate is burning, the terrorists leave the compound. It’s 4 am Libya time, 10 pm Washington time.
Obama says to Michelle, “Wow, I’m glad nobody
important got hurt.”
He yawns and says, “Gotta go to bed now. Gotta get
ready for my trip to fabulous Las Vegas tomorrow.
What a great life!”
Michelle: Too bad it won’t last much longer. We both
know you’re gonna lose the election on November 6.
Obama: Yeah, I know I’m gonna lose. But there’s no
way in hell am I’m gonna give it up.
Michelle: How are you gonna keep your job?
Obama: We both know I’m too dumb to think of an
October surprise. But remember, I memorized Saul
Alinsky’s book,
Rules for
Radicals, when I was a community organizer
in Chicago. I’ve got a lot of tricks up my sleeve.
Including voter fraud.
Michelle: Yeah, you’ve always been pretty good at that. Except in 2000 when you lost your first race for congress against Bobby Rush. You should have used it then. But what happens if voter fraud doesn’t work?
Obama: Well, if it doesn’t, just wait till you see
my December surprise! After I’m defeated, I’ll declare myself
emperor.
Michelle: But how are you gonna get away with it?
Obama: Don’t worry. I
own
the news media—except for Fox, of course. They get a
thrill up their leg whenever I swagger into the room
and smile at my adoring fans. Hell, I became
president even though I wasn’t born in the US. You
know I was born in the Coast Province General
Hospital in Mombassa, Kenya, when mommy, daddy, and
grandmaw were attending a Muslim Festival. I even
said in my first book,
Dreams from My Father, that I was born in Kenya on August 4,
1961.
Michelle: You mean in Bill Ayers’ book, don’t you?
Obama: Yeah, he wrote it for me. Wonder why he took
so much interest in me and took me under his wing?
Michelle: Probably because you’re even more radical
than he is!
Next morning, just before Obama leaves for his
holiday in Las Vegas, Hillary Clinton asks him, “Who
were you rooting for in Libya?” He smiles broadly,
winks his eye, and says “I’m just so happy no
Muslims were killed.” Then, he shrugs his shoulders
and swaggers onto the helicopter to fly to Andrews
Air Force Base where Air Force One is getting ready
to fly him to Vegas.
Later on, Hillary complains to Bill: That could have
been me flying to Vegas! I should have challenged
him in the Democratic primaries this year like you
suggested. What a loser!
Bill replies: You should be glad he’s a loser! You
have only three more months to work for that guy!
Hillary: I don’t know about that, Bill. I have a
feeling he’s gonna come up with a December surprise.
Declare himself emperor or something.
Bill: I wouldn’t put it past him.
Will Obama declare himself emperor in December? Find
out in a future
Fractured
Political Fairy Tale.
Copyright (c) 2012
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