With Anka-esque Precision, Obama Slices Through Me Like A Meaty Man-Hammer
October 18th, 2009 at 8:53 am by BrianAnd by “me”, I mean this particularly thick-cut of Sully Burger (extra ham):
There is a strange quality to Barack Obama’s pragmatism. It can look like dilly-dallying, weakness, indecisiveness. But although he may seem weak at times, one of the words most applicable to him is something else entirely: ruthless. Beneath the crisp suit and easy smile there is a core of strategic steel.
Correction: You bring the meat, he’ll bring the buns.
That’s right. Beneath the veneer of weakness, as one might describe Obama’s prostrate behavior to dictators the world over, is a rigid and pulsing resolve that penetrates even the darkest cavities of Teh Excitable One’s skepticism with jackhammer practicality.
Bizarr-0! Reality:
You live in one.
Most certainly, appearances can be deceiving though the majority of the time they are astonishingly accurate.
When Obama moves, he moves with chilling swiftness. The stimulus package went through Congress like a speeding bullet.
Agreed. It is chilling. Like when a chill wind blows through the First Amendment. Like when his union thugs assault townhall protesters or his Diversity Czar’s comment on Hugo Chavez’s glorious revolution in shutting down an adversarial media. Also, bullet-like in it’s “chilling swiftness”, oh recent converts to the unitary executive.
On Healthcare:
He (The Obamessiah) has fudged without cornering himself with a commitment he will be unable to fulfil, while leaving open the best practical option in the near future.
I think this line is a bit of projection regarding who is fudging themselves here.
Here’s what is perhaps the most perplexing bit of Sully’s Stockholm Syndrome:
My sense is that on the really divisive issues — accountability for torture, and gay rights, for example — he intends to wait for a second term. If that enrages his base — as it has — they have few other places to go. And he looks bipartisan by resisting them. At the same time, he has not explicitly ruled out bringing justice to the torturers or rights for the gays. He’s able to balance a commitment to the right thing with an almost chilling ability to restrain himself from doing it.
What bravery. He knows the right thing to do but he’s able to refrain himself from doing it out of pragmatism. Like the bank robber who knows that it’s wrong enough to hide his face but still needs to pay the rent or the sociopath who is so morally flexible that they are void of principle so long as it gets them what they want at the moment.
If only his steely, stubble-faced commitment to do the right thing in Afghanistan could be executed were it not for his chilling ability to loosen himself from his own words and alleged deeply held convictions.
The shorter Sully: As Massah Obama does not feel obligated to placate for the gays until his inevitable 2nd term, Sullivan’s more than happy to be his House Queer singing madrigals from deep inside some hidden closet in The White House. You can almost hear this gay Gutenberg of Obama printing indulgences for His new Bible now:
John 14:2 – In my Father’s house are many closets; if it were not so, I would have told you. I am going there to prepare a shoe rack for you to sit.
Sullivan’s ability to roll over and slap a cheek for his messianic mancrush is almost too much to bareback. His main issues (gay marriage / gays in the military) that are central to his only relevance as a commentator are malleable enough that this self-styled and media appointed “conservative” is willing to abandon them out of some imagined leftwing success for his political boytoy.
I’d say he was in the tank were I not so sure that he’s already swirled the bowl and making mudpies in the sewer.
October 18th, 2009 at 10:32 am
If Barack Obama is the man of steel, then Andrew Sullivan is Mr. Fantastic. Knows how to make the necessary stretches in order to properly elevate Dear Leader.
Most of the time I wonder if the guy even believes himself.
October 18th, 2009 at 10:36 am
Man of Steel meets Man of Bone.
Personally, I don’t understand people who define every aspect of their life but what they stick in other people’s asses or their own. But that’s just me. Simple folk that I am.
October 18th, 2009 at 10:59 am
Or their color, or their gender. It’s the new narcissism. A lazy way to live I think, because people don’t feel like they need to do any soul searching to logically define their individual positions as long as they lump themselves in with the proper group. Narrow thinking.
Yes, I know you’re here and you’re queer. Now get over it already.
October 18th, 2009 at 12:02 pm
That’s the crux of this though. He’s selectively gotten over it.
In fact, he’s gotten so far over it that he doesn’t care if it gets brought up until some time around early 2013 in his alternate Orwellian universe where weakness is strength, civil war is peace and his own self-created servitude is liberation.
His chains sit lightly upon him but he feels that Obama has uttered his “safe word”.
October 18th, 2009 at 12:47 pm
Then all of this victimhood is a weapon brought out when it’s most politically expedient. Like the tears of a manipulative teenager.
October 18th, 2009 at 2:07 pm
Greetings:
I grew up in the Bronx of the ’50s and ’60s. My favorite high school basketball coach was fond of saying, “Youz guys got 32 minutes to figure these people out.” (We played four 8-minute quarters.) which seemed like an inordinate amount of time to most of us.
When, during the last Presidential campaign, then Senator Obama came to my attention, my less than 32-minute analysis focused on two aspects. One was that he seemed to fit well the mold of what we used to refer to as “a Negro with a dictionary”, an expression somewhat along the lines of then Senator Biden’s “clean and articulate” description. Of course, in the Bronxian version, there was the subtle, or perhaps not, implication of, if not actual danger, some form of potential mistreatment.
Subsequently, there was the media focus/fixation on then Senator Obama’s physique. What struck me was the media’s ability to overlook our now President’s girly arms and hands. These were not the body parts of a man who had done any “heavy lifting” and I don’t mean in the gym. Rather, someone else had done all of our now President’s heavy lifting for him. While it may be a mental leftover from my working class upbringing, there’s something comforting in knowing that your Commander-in-Chief has flown jets (gravity never sleeps) and can still wield a chainsaw.
Hopefully, only 3+ years to go.
October 18th, 2009 at 3:12 pm
11B: What do you mean by danger or mistreatment? I get that the cleaned up for television version of “clean and articulate” is simply Biden’s way of saying that he talks like good, clean white people from Delaware but I don’t quite get the other implication.
Plus, if we went by a standard of picking somebody who actually worked for a living (not at a law firm or any other 45 year old man who could fool Madge as to whether or not he soaked them daily in Palmolive) we would live in a different more American world.
By that same token, I don’t think Jefferson had the arms of a Greek god and six-pack abs.
October 18th, 2009 at 5:29 pm
Greetings: especially “Brian”
1) The implication is that the “Negro with a dictionary” is purposeful behavior with some object or goal in mind and that that object or goal may not be in the other person’s best interest. There was an incident back during the campaign when Obama was videotaped using the word “bamboozle” to caution his supporters against his opponents, and my impression was that he had showed his intellectual conceit that he was the Bamboozler-in-Chief.
2) One of the things that I will always appreciate about my military service was my “minimal survival experience”. I don’t mean just the military danger aspect, but just the going into the bush for 30-40 days at a time, carrying most of what you owned on your own back, and going where you weren’t really meant to go. There’s something about pushing yourself to or past the point of physical exhaustion that lets you know what kind of man you really are. I think that today’s “six-pack abs” is kind of an indication that the demands our modern life leaves a subliminal void from the underuse of our physicality and that this may not be in our best interest overall.
3) All my pinups of Mr. Jefferson have him pretty formally attired so I don’t really have a factbase from which to offer an opinion.
October 18th, 2009 at 9:47 pm
I’m fastly coming to the realization that he is the spiritual brother of Yasser Arafat. He talks peace, peace, peace and togetherness with the camera on him but as soon as he gets in front of his own people he froths at the mouth and racebaits with the best of them.
These other points are all touching on issues I’m going to have to save for another day.