"....Conversely, the scathing disdain [Obama] shows those who disagree with him ...or whom he considers not on his team—in power or intellect—is of a man whose anger seethes so close to the surface he wears it on his starched long sleeve.
Of course politicians get angry, but it is generally after long and frustrating negotiations where someone is not playing by the rules.
But Obama seems to be always angry.......
....Instead, and like an angry teen-ager who defaces walls with graffiti,he effaces the Constitution instead with his feckless and reckless Executive Orders,no matter the consequences.
He is Homo politicus on steroids.
And why did he let the Middle East reach the point of ISIS? He certainly had the Pentagon,the CIA,the State Department advising him of the opposite…and very early on.
No,I dare say that angry brain is hell bent on directing his anger at the whole lot, the entity called America....
....We now know from revealing tomes by insiders and outsiders(Gates,Panetta,Edward Klein)the inner workings of this dysfunctional White House,where cabinet briefing papers and staff memos are given cold shoulders(Secretary of Defense Hagel being the most recent casualty),chiefs of staff are relegated to figurehead positions,and key staff members are undermined because decisions are made by two brains:
Obama’s—in needy mode—and Valerie Jarrett—as mother figure....
Valerie is not the ideal-hungry because she seems to be too solipsistic for that. Few senior presidential aides have demanded Secret Service detail. And five agents?!
No,the ideal-hungry ones are not just the sycophantic liberal media,the drive-bys as Rush Limbaugh accurately labels them,who reflexively shoot down anything Republican while mindlessly propping up the emperor each time he stumbles.
Like Brazil’s Cidinha, the finger points at the Democratic Party who propped up this fragile person as their political puppet—their polpett—to dangle before the ideal-hungry American people. Or,to invoke a Gruberism:the “stupid American people” who fell hard for this charade...
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