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The Mutt Whisperer

November 8th, 2008 at 8:54 pm by Brian

Defiance.  This man simply eschews political correctness.  He doesn’t know the meaning of the word:

Barack Obama referred to himself as a ‘mutt’ last night in his first press conference since being elected America’s first black president.

The president-elect brought up his own mixed race roots while talking about the type of puppy he’d promised his daughters for their move to the White House.

Although the focus of his first public appearance since Tuesday night’s historic triumph was the economy, Mr Obama astounded observers by defying  political correctness to explain his doggy dilemma.

The Daily Mail wasn’t the only one falling all over itself that someone would be so willing to challenge their own steel grip over what language is considered racist and what isn’t.  But this Presidential Mutt wasn’t done yet.  Oh, no.

After standing to attention and blowing his whistle, he got the Press to lay down, roll over, and play dead.

From the London Times:  President-Elect Mutt is “Best In Show, with a pedigree all his own”

From an enthusiastic AP: Here’s a fella who “will be quite at ease discussing race“…

Something tells me that if anyone else referred to him as a mutt or a halfbreed that the media would be looking at them as if they just wet their grandmother’s egyptian rug before sending them off to be put to sleep at the kennel.

The point is that Obama is quite comfortable with his race.  It’s given him everything he owns.  He won’t be easily offended by some gruff language when talking about it unless he needs to play the race card.

But if a mutt isn’t good enough for his household, then why is one good enough for the Presidency?  At least now I can blame my vote against him on allergies.

Some people were wondering what Jesse Jackson really thought on election night.  Let me break it down for you while the Press’s fondness for political correctness has waned.

Nigga, pleeze.*


5 Responses to “The Mutt Whisperer”

  1. Swamp Rabbit Says:

    O.T. but why not,

    Every Saturday and Sunday I put up my American flag. While I will continue to do so, I will fly it up-side-down until the islamic occupation of the White House ends.

    Join me. After all descent is the highest form of patriotism!

  2. Brian Says:

    Rampant homophonia!

  3. serr8d Says:

    Brian, OT, but remember our mutual friend democommie?

    It has it’s own wittle bwog now!

    BWHAHAHAHA!!!111!11!

  4. Brian Says:

    I saw that a couple of months ago. It never ceases to amaze me that people with such juvenile opinions and views of the world are as old as they are.

    And in his case, really old. I guess if I shit my pants and the Home Health Aide wasn’t coming by for another two days that I’d be grumpy too.

  5. Brian Says:

    BTW, aren’t you supposed to be me?