Happy Birthday, Dear Leader!
Oh my. The President wants you to sign his birthday card. No, really. Of course, Michelle and one of the princesses will be off on a junket that day, but all the same, it's important that the loyal serfs express their excitement and support.
But it is sort of refreshing to see how far we've come from the days of bad old machine politics. In the bad old days of the Chicago Machine, the ward boss would make certain that on her birthday every grandmother got a card from Mayor Daley. All Hizzoner wanted was their votes; birthday greetings unnecessary.
It's good to be the King.
But it is sort of refreshing to see how far we've come from the days of bad old machine politics. In the bad old days of the Chicago Machine, the ward boss would make certain that on her birthday every grandmother got a card from Mayor Daley. All Hizzoner wanted was their votes; birthday greetings unnecessary.
It's good to be the King.
Labels: Obama Affective Disorder
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Comments on "Happy Birthday, Dear Leader!"
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Charlene said ... (9:51 PM) :
post a commentI sent birthday cards to George W. Bush. Not anymore though as I don't have his new address. Why? Did that make him king?