Obama smokes a dose of marijuana at his creepy Nerd Prom
TO the Nerd Prom, when Capitol Hill’s finest take the rise out of President Obama at the annual Washington Correspondents’ dinner. Obama harped on about Mitt Romney, his likely opponent in the Presidential election:
“It’s great to be here this evening in the vast, magnificent Hilton ballroom. Or as Mitt Romney would call it, a little fixersupper.”
It’s hideous exercise in sucking up. As Obama said:
“I have the nuclear codes. Why am I telling knock-knock jokes to Kim Kardashian?”
That question was mens to be rhetorical. But Hamilton Nolan has an answer:
Do you know who knows that the White House Correspondents’ Association Dinner is a shameful display of whoredom that makes the “average American” vomit in disgust, or, more likely, simply continue to disregard the findings of any ostensibly neutral journalistic outlet in favor of their own ideology of choice, because they have a fully solidified belief that the “mainstream media” is little more than a bunch of ball-lapping lapdogs to whoever’s in power? Everyone.
It’s the Washington Village gig for old men too old to go to school.
The ugliness of the thing is summed up by Jimmy Kimmel who addressed a self-satisfied Obama about marijuana (pictured):
As David Cameron proves – and he was not alone – a little light drug taking does not harm. Sure it’s against the law to take illegal drugs. But you’re not black or poor, which are bigger crimes. You are more loaded than George Bush at a frat house party. No worries. Toke away. The poor and the blacks get jailed for smoking weed. You get away with breaking the laws you want other to obey. So laugh it up Obama. Have a frigging cigar.
One other thing: the dogs.
When it was discovered that Romney made an 12 -hour trip with his Irish setter Seamus in a cage on the car’s roof, the story was milked for political gain, as Mark Steyn notes. If Romney could do this do a dog, what could he do to you?! Eat you? The excellent Jim Treacher, spotted that in Obama’s Dreams from My Father, Obama recalls mealtimes in Indonesia with his stepfather Lolo Soetoro:
“I was introduced to dog meat (tough), snake meat (tougher), and roasted grasshopper (crunchy). Like many Indonesians, Lolo followed a brand of Islam that could make room for the remnants of more ancient animist and Hindu faiths. He explained that a man took on the powers of whatever he ate: One day soon, he promised, he would bring home a piece of tiger meat for us to share.”
“My step-father always told me it is a boy-eat-dog world out there.”
“What’s the difference between a hockey mom and a pit bull? A pit bull is delicious.”