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May 29, 2014

"Thank me. Thank me so very much."


Even though this is ostensibly a graduation speech it is really about me.
My ratings have been slipping of late and my media advisors said a photo-op in Bagram and a speech at West Point will boost the polls by about 3 points.....

It will be your generation’s task to accept temporary sacrifices,
in which for the first time you will seem poorer than your parents; be the first generation of West Pointers to be everywhere on the defensive, be the first Americans whose fundamental duty is groveling in public.

But that’s just another way of leading,
leading from behind. We’ll win by losing. You have to be smart, as smart as I am, to see it.
Belmont Club -- Brother Rat

Posted by gerardvanderleun at May 29, 2014 10:32 PM. This is an entry on the sideblog of American Digest: Check it out.

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Hey President Wingnut. What were your college grades and scores? That good that you can't show them? Or do they speak a truth you can't obfuscate and lie about and twist?

Post turtle.

Posted by: Michael Richards at May 29, 2014 10:14 PM

Thank him? The only thing I can think of is, I'll put roses on his grave.

Posted by: chasmatic at May 30, 2014 5:50 AM

Don't waste the roses. I'd piss on his grave.

Posted by: Terry at May 30, 2014 7:43 AM

Masterful mocking! We need more of it.

Posted by: Jimmy J. at May 30, 2014 7:47 AM

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