At first it was just a passing jape by The Onion:
Now it is starting to move up the political food chain from the bottom as a rumor wrapped in an enigma delivered by a Prozac enema that might be true or false:Gawker: Is Barack Obama Depressed?
We're told by a source inside the Times that the paper is preparing a story arguing that Obama no longer finds joy in the political back-and-forth, has seemed increasingly listless to associates, and is generally exhibiting the litany of signs that late-night cable commercials will tell you add up to depression.
But, we ask, why shouldn't he be depressed? America is:
Add in the launch today of "AttackWatch" and we are swinging between the "My Beautiful Balloon Presidency"
and "The Paranoia Strikes Deep Presidency."
Indeed, if this administration has any theme song at all it has to be the Jimi Hendrix anthem to bipolarity, Manic Depression.
Manic depression is touching my soul
I know what I want but I just don't know
How to, go about gettin' it
Feeling sweet feeling,
Drops from my fingers, fingers
Manic depression is catchin' my soul
And we all know what happened to Hendrix.
I for one am hoping that the Secret Service has taken all the sharp implements out of the Oval Office and planted them in Joe Biden's. I also hope that Michelle has that Big Nurse uniform cleaned, starched and at the ready in the private quarters.
On the other hand, we really don't need a repeat of the last year or so of the Woodrow Wilson Presidency. Maybe we'd best send in Monica Lewinsky for some take-out.
Posted by Vanderleun at September 13, 2011 7:52 PM
Ugh...mental illness. That shit'll make you crazy.
Posted by: Mumblix Grumph at September 13, 2011 9:10 PMThe followers of Obama suffer the same mental disorders:
http://www.theonion.com/video/obama-win-causes-obsessive-supporters-to-realize-h,14287/
Posted by: Jewel at September 14, 2011 2:28 AMMichelle. Big Nurse costume.
Now I'M depressed.
Wow. That song by the 5th Dementian is so, like totally white. I was diversitively disoriented for a moment.
Posted by: Jewel at September 14, 2011 6:08 AMI don't know about Barry but I'm depressed as hell.
Jewel, That was a pretty saccharine song by the Fifth Dimension, but some of their stuff was classic ("One Less Bell to Answer", "Wedding Bell Blues","Ashes to Ashes", "Stone Soul Picnic")
Posted by: bill at September 14, 2011 6:26 AMMarilyn McCoo. Sigh. To this day, if I could sing and sound like someone else, it would be Marilyn McCoo.
Posted by: Deborah at September 14, 2011 7:49 AMDeborah, Marilyn McCoo is truly a beautiful woman who still sings like a bird and is still married to bandmate Billy Davis Jr.
Posted by: bill at September 14, 2011 8:51 AMOh, I know, bill. I was just riffing off the band's name, given the topic of manic depression.
Posted by: Jewel at September 14, 2011 8:58 AMWhat exactly do you mean by "take out"?
Posted by: Secret Service at September 14, 2011 10:14 AMWhatever you want it to mean.
Posted by: vanderleun at September 14, 2011 10:41 AMThe supermarket tabloids said that the Martha's Vineyard Vacation was so long so that Obama could dry out from incipient alcoholism.
Posted by: Donald Sensing at September 14, 2011 12:23 PMHe just can't believe his kooky white mama lied to him about how average he actually is. No wonder he hates white people.
Posted by: RedCarolina at September 15, 2011 8:37 AMLet's see, the grandmother was reputedly an obscene harpy. The mother sent him away as a child. Then he married a hateful female lawyer from the South Side of Chicago. The lack of maternal instinct/warmth in the man's life is shocking. Maybe he is a goat-blower.
Posted by: Casca at September 15, 2011 9:13 AM
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