Now You See There, Michael Steele

It’s bad enough that your deluded ass actually let the RNC play you into thinking that you’re actually running shit, but now you had to go and grovel all over Mr. Limbaugh after you messed up and spoke out of line. Now that Limbaugh has put your black ass firmly back in place, he’s all emboldened and ready to go after Obama.

Poor Michael Steele.

The Republican National Committee chairman picked a fight with Rush Limbaugh, lost and then apologized in a manner that confirmed the chairman’s utter inconsequence and his dismal prospects for renewing a party that it is now clear he does not lead.

Limbaugh won’t even be bothered to keep picking on him.

Displaying the penchant for marketing maneuvers that has made him an incredibly successful media personality — if not, perhaps, a party builder — Limbaugh has turned his shoving match with Steele into an excuse to demand that President Obama join him on the radio for a debate.

That’s right.

Not satisfied with running the Republican Party, Limbaugh now wants to run the country — or, at least, the discussion about its direction.

So the talk show host isn’t inviting Steele to debate him.

He’s inviting Obama.

“I have an idea,” Limbaugh announced on his nationally-syndicated program Wednesday. “If these guys are so impressed with themselves, and if they are so sure of their correctness, why doesn’t President Obama come on my show? We will do a one-on-one debate of ideas and policies… ”

So this is a Hip Hop Makeover, huh? How does it feel getting schooled by the MC Hammer of Republicanism?

Dear President Obama,

I admire your willingness to reach across the aisle and attempt to gain bipartisan consensus with your fellow politicos. I really do. And it’s great to see that you stepped into office and started getting shit done with the quickness. Guantanamo Bay, the Gag Rule, Lilly Ledbetter, SCHIP…nice work.

But here’s the thing: I suspect that your optimism, nay, faith in people, may be clouding your judgment a tad. Not that you should give any of that up, but y’see, compromise is a two way street. It’s all about the give and take, it takes two to tango, and every other cliche that I can’t think of right now. So, I really hope that you’re watching your back with these Republican asswipes (sorry, I’m not as gracious as you are). They will continue to get you to compromise on whatever it is that helps poor women, or brown people, or the disabled, all in the name of bipartisanship, and they will continue to play you like a sucka when it’s all said and done.

Sometimes it’s best to just say “fuck ‘em.” That’s just my not-asked for two cents.

Sincerely,

Kevin

P.S. I still can’t get over writing “President Obama.” That’s pretty figgin’ cool.

President Obama Takes Presidential Oath. Again.

Y’know, with all the fools out there trying to deny that President Obama is the duly elected President of the United States, it doesn’t surprise me that they did a do-over just to be on the safe side:

WASHINGTON (AP) — After the flub heard around the world, President Barack Obama has taken the oath of office. Again. Chief Justice John Roberts delivered the oath to Obama on Wednesday night at the White House – a rare do-over. The surprise moment came in response to Tuesday’s much-noticed stumble, when Roberts got the words of the oath a little off, which prompted Obama to do so, too.

Don’t worry, the White House says: Obama has still been president since noon on Inauguration Day.

Nevertheless, Obama and Roberts went through the drill again out of what White House counsel Greg Craig called “an abundance of caution.”

Ha! An “abundance of caution”! You mean, they knew Michael Steele and Ken Blackwell were conferring about planning their suits five seconds after the mistake was made.

Oops Upside Yo’ Head!

Thank the intertubes for live streams. I still don’t have cable at the new crib yet, so I’m watching the Inauguration online today, courtesy of CNN and C-Span. While I’m waiting for the Inauguration to begin, I’ve got something to take care of, though. Lisa at My Ecdysis has asked us to say goodbye to George Bush by tossing a shoe or two his way, and so, Mr. Bush, I’d like to introduce you to one old, beat-up Doc Martin:

Oops Upside Yo' Head

Heh, that felt kinda good…

President Barack Hussein Obama

I am, simply, happy right now.

Don’t Let the Door Hitcha!

In just less than 24 hours, that fuckwit of a President, George W. Bush, will be gone! All I have to say is, “don’t let the door hitcha, punk ass!” I invite everyone to join me in…

(I almost posted Prince’s “1999,” a song which, I must admit, I still love, but the irony of posting a video by a now known homophobe on the eve of having to sit through that other homophobe, Rick Warren’s, invocation was too much to handle.)

Tomorrow, I’ll be throwing virtual shoes. And my aim is on point!

Dear Black Republicans

When friggin’ Newt Gingrich seems to be more offended by racist bullshit than you are, well, all I gotta say is that it becomes painfully obvious that you are getting played.

Michael Steele, Ken Blackwell, really you need to quit.

I’m just saying.

With warmest regards,

Kevin.