Surely, the End Times are Upon Us!

When even Chris Tingles starts uttering coherent sentences displaying what might well be sentience, we can’t be far away from the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse.

Quoth Mr. “Tingles Up My Legs” about president Obola and his lickspittles:

“The fact that this President is getting advice from people that say, ‘You’re always right,’ is the problem,” Matthews opined. “He’s got too many sycophants around him telling him, ‘All you have to keep doing is what you’re doing.’”

You don’t say? Sure, you have the right of it, enabling a lunatic seldom does anything to cure his insanity, it is only the most inept of leaders who would surround himself with a gaggle of “advisors” trained to only say “yes, yes” and “oh, you’re so wonderful”, it’s just somewhat ironic to hear that from one of the worst sycophants of all, a slobbering drunken news anchor who’s been spending every minute of these past years masturbating to every word dribbling out of his Own Personal Chocolate Jesus’ mouth.

But don’t feel too bad about it, Christina. Even in a world where Obola’s praetorian prick lickers had spoken up, it wouldn’t have made a difference. Except under the wheels of your narcissistic fake Jesus’ bus.

If only there’d been a body of critics who couldn’t be fired by the object of their criticism, somebody who, fueled by a desire to help their idol do better, somebody like… the media?

You’re a bit late to that realization, sweet pea, aren’t you?

But that’s not the only epiphany that the sad, drooling old clown had last night:

CHRIS MATTHEWS: What bothered me about him [today] he keeps talking about common ground. Damn it, there’s very little common ground between left and right, but what there is is compromise. You do something for me on minimum wage, I’ll do something for you in corporate tax reform. You give me something on corporate tax reform and I’ll get rid of some of the loopholes or I’ll do something on trade for you. He never talks about trading and compromising, he always talks about common ground. Well, damn it, you can not run a government on common ground.

He misses the main point of politics which is to be a politician and to trade.

Indeed he does. But where were you, Chris Tingles, when Obola uttered his infamous “I won” as his only response to including Republicans in how to hammer out the Porkulus giveaway? Did we miss every single time you called out for compromise and trade when your beloved imperiously refused to give even an inch on anything for six long years? Or did that never happen?

One thing we are sure of is that, once you get over the hangover from the copious amounts of Everclear you’ll be swilling over the next few days, you’ll be using that same argument aimed at the Republicans should they, against all hope and their track record, finally locate a testicle and try to stop Obola’s criminal overreach.

But still: There, for one brief moment, the scales fell from your eyes and you saw. Too little and far too late, but for a fleeting glimpse you had an actual thought. Cherish it.

Heck, you even had a sneering comment for Obola’s predictable “I’m wonderful, it’s the voters who are wrong” whine today:

“What I heard him do right now was, ‘I was right. We had the wrong electorate last night. I’d prefer a different electorate. I’d like the two-thirds of the people who didn’t vote to go vote.’ Well they didn’t vote. They didn’t show up.”

“Why don’t elect the voters?” Matthews mocked, “Why don’t we pick the voters and have them vote for us? Sycophancy!”

Yes. And you know what that’s called? It’s called fascism.

And even as we write this, Obola is getting ready to pick an electorate that he thinks will suit him better with his upcoming criminal executive order to grant amnesty to 20 million welfare clients.

If he isn’t stopped before that, it’s all over.

But at least we lived long enough to see Chris Matthews make sense. We never thought that would happen.

Thatisall.