Within minutes of addressing the nation following the Islamic State’s brutal beheading of American journalist James Foley, President Barack Obama had resumed his August vacation on the golf course. More than a few observers, even the president’s supporters, said that the decision to continue golfing immediately after announcing to the country that ISIS had executed what administration would later call a “terrorist attack” on the United States was unwise.
His Imperial Majesty believes that the words used by the usually prostrated, fellating Obamedia were a bit stronger than “unwise”, but the real news here is that there were any words uttered from those regime-fellating jackweasels at all, because that’s what’s become of “the press” in the former land of the free.
On Sunday, Obama acknowledged that he had erred, not only in seeming detached but also in failing to consider the “optics” associated with appearing callous and disinterested in the wake of that attack.
“I should’ve anticipated the optics,” Obama said on Sunday in an interview on NBC’s Meet the Press.
Yeah, well, maybe. Of course, “considering the optics” of just walking away to high five it with the buds back on the golf course minutes after half-heartedly mumbling about how an American citizen had just been brutally beheaded on tee vee would be something that any normal human being would do without even needing to be reminded of it. It’s just something you do.
Like “considering the optics” of popping open an bottle of champagne and pouring it all over yourself right after having told the grieving family of your patient how dad just died in surgery. Most docs wouldn’t need prodding to realize that might not be good “optics” before even grabbing the sparkly. Heck, they would be extremely unlikely to even think about doing such a thing before “optics” even had a chance to jump in and stop them.
But, then again, they’re decent human beings, unlike the most uncaring, narcissistic cuntmold “president” in the long history of our nation.
He said that he did not adequately consider how some would feel about his dispassion in the aftermath of that attack on the United States by ISIS.
“I’m sorry you were offended, you hypersensitive assholes”, he added, then proceeded to unzip his impeccably creased pants in expectation of his usual media blow job.
“But part of this job is also the theater,” he said. “It’s not something that always comes naturally to me. But it matters, and I’m mindful of that.”
“Hey, but sure, next time I’ll be sure to put on an act so I don’t offend you rubes, I get it, now drop down and start puffing, peasants!”
What an unbelievable jerk.