Our prez reminds me of an old black and white comedy movie, the husband getting out of bed late in the morning, rushing through breakfast, gulps coffee, the kids, pecks the wife, throws on the coat, out the door and runs for the trolley car which just left.
Here he is, running, brief case in one hand, the other stretched out trying desperately for the rung of the tail end of the trolley, just one ....more......inch.....to snag it, then, he's on.
And here we are with Obama and Iraq. Less than 24 hours before I write this, we had 40,000 Christians hanging, starving off a mountain top in Iraq, Christians whose history goes back before
Abraham and Lot split the sheets and parted ways and began the killing.
These 40,000 were stranded on this mountain top because the baddest of the bad were below, killing anyone who didn't worship their GOD they way they wanted. Yes, bend your knee, the way I do. That's it. Simple as that. They would put to their swords every child, baby, woman, grandmother to death as violently as they could for just that " SIN," as they determined.
Not since the Saracens has it been this bad.
And our prez, as late as yesterday, wasn't quite sure what to do. 40,000 hanging in the balance, huddled in church pews, waiting for water, and rescue. Waiting for cavalry coming over the hill.
Now is the time to save his presidency, don't you think?
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