Tuesday, September 08, 2009

... and Make Sure To Wash Behind Your Ears ...

... and get plenty of sleep at night and use a sharpened #2 pencil and color in the circle completely and read your textbooks and listen attentitvely and keep a dry pair of socks in your backpack and wipe your nose and blah blah blah blah ...

At least I think that's what it says. To tell you the truth, I have no idea. I scoped out the President's blatherfest to the nation's crumb crunchers and my eyes glazed over at the length of the thing. I settled on reading one paragraph and wanted to fall asleep right away.
No one’s born being good at things, you become good at things through hard work. You’re not a varsity athlete the first time you play a new sport. You don’t hit every note the first time you sing a song. You’ve got to practice. It’s the same with your schoolwork. You might have to do a math problem a few times before you get it right, or read something a few times before you understand it, or do a few drafts of a paper before it’s good enough to hand in.
Where did anyone get the idea this guy was a great speaker? If brevity is the soul of wit, then this guy is witless. One thing's for sure - the dude is totally in love with the sound of his voice. If I was in class for this toad of a speech, I'd be chatting up whatever chick I was hot for by minute #4.

Over at our Monastery of Miscellaneous Musings, Dean suspects that President Windbag is a closet righty. Whatever.

4 comments:

Jeff Burton said...

You left out the part about sneezing into your sleeve. When I heard Him on the radio admonishing me to sneeze correctly, I realized we have a president who doesn't really understand what the presidency is for.

As far as how he got his rep as a great orator, I think we can revise and extend Freud's definition of projection to include attributing to others your own inflated sense of worth and competence. I think that's as good an explanation as any of why lefties think he has god-like powers.

Tim Eisele said...

"If I was in class for this toad of a speech, I'd be chatting up whatever chick I was hot for by minute #4."

Well, of course. That's what events like this are *for*, after all. That, and catching up on sleep[1]. They must be. Everybody knows that the kids aren't going to actually listen to them.

What's that? You say that some people have so completely forgotten what it was like to be in grade school that they actually think that the kids will *listen* to a serious speech? By *anybody*? And they either think that this speech would be beneficial and inspiring to students (if they are Obama supporters) or that it will brainwash their little darlings into rabid socialists (if they are against him)?

BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! (wipes tears of laughter from eyes)

I mean, come *on*. Where did these people go to school, anyway? Mars?


[1] Personally, I used to use the time at events like this to experiment with novel paper airplane designs, and then hand them off to the other kids to throw. You know, for the plausible deniability.

Dean said...

Thanks for the link.

Wollf Howlsatmoon said...

58 times he said "I".....says something....