Anthony Weiner, wannabe pin-up.
Republicans screech and screech and screech for his resignation.
Democrats defend him, then bray for his resignation.
Talking heads harrumph harrumph harrumph about why he needs to go.
Seems like everyone wants Weiner roasted.
Fine. Whatever. Off with his head and all that.
Meanwhile . . .
Meanwhile . . .
Obomba, er, Oborrowa, er, Barry Soetoro, er, Harrison J. Bounel, er, that is, the guy in charge of reading scripts from White House teleprompters -- that guy -- yeah, that guy continues to ignore this campaign promise: "I will promise you this, that if we have not gotten our troops out by the time I am president, it is the first thing I will do. I will get our troops home. We will bring an end to this war. You can take that to the bank."
Of course, the only thing the teleprompter-reader-in-chief took to the bank was a bottomless sack of bailout cash, which wasn't his to give in the first place. But . . .
But he gets a pass on the wars, now that he has discovered the importance of dropping bombs on Middle Easterners. The screeching, braying harrumphers have no problem with Obomba's bombs, because they are humanitarian bombs. Throughout history, innocents have died in the name of [peace, freedom, democracy, blah blah blah, whatever], so these humanitarianly murdered innocents, if their mouths still worked, would tell us how proud they were to die for such a noble cause, and how it was such an honor to be killed by a winner of a Nobel Peace Prize. [Here is an aside, but an important one: If your neighbor ever wins a Nobel Peace Prize, move. Or, if that's too much trouble, consider preemptively shooting him before he preemptively shoots you.]
Killing innocents? Sure, we're down with that. Inappropriate use of social networking? AAAHHHH!!!
Good thing for Obomba that he didn't Twitter while the Middle East burns.