On a clear day, you can’t see Obama.
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Then we got in our car with Julie and our new GSP, JoJo, and drove down to our home in Rancho Mirage. We stopped for chicken at Carl’s, Jr. Delicious. I swam for a long time under the stars, but my head was spinning.
There are too many sick people in this world. Too many of them have guns and some have nuclear weapons.
I see that my close pal, Barack Hussein Obama, as in “Sweet Home, Mister Obama,” has spoken in Israel asking the Israelis to stop being so mean to the Palestinians. “Imagine if you were a Palestinian kid under occupation and under someone else’s control all of the time,” said Mr. Obama (I’m paraphrasing here). “You’d feel bad.”
What a creep Obama is. The Arabs in Israel have more rights, more legal protection, access to better education, more representation in the government than Arabs in any other Middle Eastern country. Israel has offered peace to the Palestinians over and over again. Israel gave back the Gaza strip to the Arabs twice, once fully equipped with modern agricultural facilities.
The response of many Palestinians is terror, murder of civilians, destruction even of what the Israelis gave them.
Doesn’t Obama get it? The Israelis want peace. The Palestinians don’t. It is that simple. The Israelis want peace and the opportunity to live in Israel. The Palestinians — a lot of them anyway — want the Israelis dead. Doesn’t Obama get anything this basic?
Obama burst upon the national scene with a speech at the DNC in 2004 pleading for Palestinians, totally ignoring the terror threat to Israel from them. He is still beating that dead horse.
He just does not get it about Islamic rage and how intractable envy and jealousy are. I wonder why Barack Hussein Obama doesn’t get it. A deep mystery. I will have him talk to Tino.
I cannot think about it. I lay in bed for an hour as the sun set. My wife sat out by the pool in a red pantsuit. How did I get such a perfect being as wifey? A living deity in my life, by my pool, Glory be.
A man of faith in a godless age is hitting Americans where it hurts.
Mr. and Mrs. American Spectator Reader, let P.J. O’Rourke talk sense to your kids.
In Britain, defending your property can get you life.
The debacle of this president’s administration is both a cause and a symptom of the decline of American values. Unless Congress impeaches him, that decline will go on unchecked. An eminent jurist surveys the damage and assesses the chances for the recovery of our culture.
It won’t take long for conservatives to scratch this presidential wannabe off their 2008 scorecard.
The American Christmas, like the songs that celebrate it, makes room for everybody under the rainbow. Is that why so many people seem to be hostile to it?
Was the President done in by the economy, or by the politics of the economy?