January 11, 2010

The Obama Mob: Asset Stripping and Torching the USA

"Business bad? Fuck you, pay me. You had a fire? Fuck you, pay me. The place got hit by lighting? Fuck you, pay me. "

Once you look past the sharp suits and the smooth poses, you can see the current administration as they are, Made Men, Chicago Mobsters, Goodfellas. At this point that's not an original insight. Neoneocon has given it a glancing blow recently with: What sort of criticism of Obama is considered acceptable?

As for me, the moment I first looked at the photo, what came to my mind was something quite different: Mafia don.
and Obama "sells out friend"€” and is anyone surprised?
Except for the fact that it didn't involve actual blood, Obama's methods remind me of nothing so much as the way ambitious mobsters in "The Godfather" let everyone know at the outset what stuff they're made of. But Mafia dons don't ordinarily run for president.
No they don't. And presidents don't usually come up with a series of plans that call for the asset stripping of the country. That's what tin-pot dictators in third world countries do.

But here we are. Car companies? We got a piece of the action. We're partners. Doctors and health care? We got a piece of the action. We're partners. Your IRA? We got a piece of the action. We're partners.

And when you let the mob become "your partner" the next step is asset stripping. Always.

Goodfellas offers a classic "How To" when it comes to asset stripping. Watch and read and then judge for yourself how close to burning the place down this current team of Chicago gombas is.


WE SEE trucks with liquor, beer, sides of beef, even
furniture like bar stools and large mirrors being unloaded
and delivered into the front door.

Now the guy's got Paulie for a
partner. Any problems, he goes to
Paulie. Trouble with the bill? He
can go to Paulie. Trouble with the
cops? Deliveries? Tommy? He can
call Paulie.


WE SEE HENRY AND TWO HOODS from cabstand checking the cases
of liquor being delivered into the lounge. The entire room
is filled floor to ceiling with cases of whiskey, wine,
crates of lobster, and shrimp, and stacks of table linen
and sides of beef. The place looks like a warehouse.

But now the guy has got to come up
with Paulie 's money every week,
no matter what. Business bad? Fuck
you, pay me. You had a fire? Fuck
you, pay ma. The place got hit by
lighting? Fuck you, pay me. Also,
Paulie could do anything. Especially
run up bills on the joint's credit.
Why not? Nobody's gonna pay for it


WE SEE cases of liquor, wine, etc., being carried out of
the rear door of the lounge by HOODS from the cabstand and
loaded onto U-Haul trucks.

As soon as the deliveries are made
in the front door, you move the
stuff out the back and sell it at
a discount. You take a two hundred
dollar case of booze and sell it
for a hundred. It doesn't matter.
It's all profit.


HENRY, JIMMY and TOMMY are standing around the small
workman's table. There is no desk. The office looks denuded
of furniture. A LAWYER is going over papers.

A terrified, unshaven SONNY BAMBOO is seated behind the
desk. The LAWYER is showing him where to sign.

And, finally, when there's nothing
1 left, when you can't borrow
another buck from the bank or buy
another case of booze, you bust
the joint out.



making rolls of toilet paper being kneaded into long rolls
with Sterno.


HENRY AND TOMMY shoving wads of Sterno paper into the
ceiling rafters.

You light a match.

Got a light?

Upadate: Neoneocon supplies a link that answers: What's Barack Obama's favorite movie? with The Godfather — parts 1 and 2. ("Three -- not so much.")

Posted by Vanderleun at January 11, 2010 7:29 AM
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I had always pictured something more like this.

Posted by: Gagdad Bob at January 11, 2010 10:23 AM

Denninger: "What's Up With "Effective Zero" Auctions?
Big Bansksters Buying Treasuries, a lot of Treasuries.

Posted by: Mizz E at January 11, 2010 11:46 AM

Gerald, you're a really funny guy! :-)

Today's piece is an odd synchronicity indeed, since I spent the weekend watching episodes of the History Channel's Gangland. One constant theme with all the criminal subcultures examined, be they traditional mob families, inner-city street gangs, or outlaw bikers, is the Big Betrayal. That's the point where loyal members, when cornered, are either double-crossed and abandoned by the leaders they served so well, or rat them out in exchange for legal mercy and protection, and the myth of Outlaw Brotherhood becomes a sick joke.

We've seen plenty of the former -- how many onetime friends and even family members has the Big 0 discarded when they became no longer useful and/or liabilities? I wonder if we'll one day see an underling, facing a long Federal sentence, opt to squeal and then bring down an administration in a Watergate-style meltdown.

Posted by: Aquila at January 11, 2010 11:50 AM

Well, after all, Obama's favorite movie is "The Godfather."

Posted by: neo-neocon at January 11, 2010 12:04 PM

Well, if brand-extension blight is contagious, just let me point out that his effin' Chicago politician creds were my first and only criticism of him way back when he first was trotted out for auction to the highest bidder. . .

Posted by: Joan of Argghh! at January 11, 2010 3:34 PM

I think Barak, (the Insect Overlord) is thinking, "This guy is so dumb we won't have to eat his brain".

Posted by: Kerry at January 11, 2010 4:15 PM

Y'know, in re-reading my comment I can see that someone could take it in a completely different context than I had in mind.

You see, political contests have always been referred to as horse races and race horses sell at top dollar while still young and untested, and . . . wait a minute. Another thought, uh, can we no longer have a Dark Horse candidate?

Crap. I'm a racist no matter what metaphor I select.

Posted by: Joan of Argghh! at January 11, 2010 5:17 PM

If true, this is extremely frightening: SHOCKING REPORT: Rand Corp Tells US Army Its Time For a National Stability Police Force -- The LID

Obviously something that has to be verified, but....

Posted by: ken ben at January 12, 2010 6:07 PM

Remember this scene in the movie Independence Day?

"They're like locusts. They're moving from planet to planet... their whole civilization. After they've consumed every natural resource they move on... and we're next. Nuke 'em. Let's nuke the bastards."

Space aliens are liberals!

Posted by: pst314 at January 12, 2010 9:32 PM