Prime's Worm Hole : Night On The Town Part Deux

Sunday, June 07, 2009

Night On The Town Part Deux

People watch and take photos from upstairs windows as President Barack Obama and first lady Michelle Obama arrive for dinner at a restaurant in Paris, Saturday, June 6, 2009. (AP Photo/Gerald Herbert)

For the Obamas, date night in Paris

It's been what? A week now? Since the pres took the first wife on an all taxpayer expense paid trip for dinner and a show in New York city? And here he was last night in the city of lights, back at it again.

Now in all fairness, he didn't fire up Air Force One and all that goes with it just to entertain Michelle in Paris, but he did forgo the customary diplomatic courtesies while on his European visit, so that he could once again do as he pleased and satisfy his own personal interests once his immediate obligations were completed.

There had already been rumblings in the news on Friday, that the president had decided to pass up a dinner with French President Sarkozsy and his wife. And apparently that was a significant rub to the Frenchman, as he and the wife had apparently made plans for the private dinner and expended more than some amount of effort and expense in the preparation. But president Obama put a quick kabash to any of that, citing his pressing schedule and his need to get back to America and presumably back to work for the American people. (you gotta love a guy like that).

Obama hits back at Euro snub rumors

"I have a very tough schedule and I would love nothing more than to have a leisurely week in Paris, stroll down the Seine, take my wife out to a nice meal, have a picnic in Luxembourg Gardens," Obama said, pointing out that he was caught up in dealing with the pressing financial crisis at home.

"Those days are over for the moment," Obama said, but promised to spend more time in France when he is an ex-president.

I believe that is the example of the liberal favored tactic of...."admit nothing, deny everything and launch counter allegations" that I have witnessed of late. And the part about him being an ex-president? Well that is certainly an appealing thought.

Mean while, no one was inviting the president and wife for a week on the Riviera, sitting on the beach and sipping pina coladas. It was relatively simple and basic international diplomacy, the president of France and wife, were simply attempting to be good hosts and invite the president of the United States and wife to a private dinner.

But President Obama was having none of that, as he apparently didn't have time with his busy schedule to fit in a dinner date with the president of France. But he certainly found time to take Michelle to a Paris bistro for dinner, before leaving to fly home on the largest and most expensive luxury jet on the planet.

It certainly must be nice being president of the United States and it must be even better knowing how to flaunt it and laugh in the face of all who take any exception. But give it time, all that will change and change quickly IMO. The honeymoon hangover is about to become apparent for all to see.

3 comments:

Debra said...: Absolutely amazing! And he left Michelle and the kids behind so they could go shopping. Which means? That a separate US Air Force plane and Secret Service and all the bells and whistles that go with that!; June 7, 2009 at 4:01:00 PM EST
Abraham said...: Mo Money> That's about all this guy knows. He knows how to spend other people's money. Damn sure doesn't know how to create wealth, but certainly knows how to take.

What a pathetic excuse for a president.; June 7, 2009 at 4:52:00 PM EST
Bailey Bonds said...: And the media neglected to point out that Michelle had to be flown separately, both to and from Paris along with the kids.; June 8, 2009 at 1:56:00 PM EST

Prime's Worm hole

This is a place for me to muse about the issues that affect our world. My world and my country and my life in particular. I can say what I want to here and those who may stumble across my musings, are welcome to comment,or not. America is under siege. Everything this nation has ever represented, is now being torn asunder and crushed by the onslaught of egalitarian socialism. All morals and social values have been devolved into the belief that systemic racism, is the only underlying cause or reason for any societal ills in America. And that representation, is nothing but a Trojan Horse argument. A means of getting the egalitarian camel's nose into the tent. And now that it has been inserted? There is mayhem and anarchy and burning and looting all across America. And the only questions that remains to be asked and answered? Are these. When is enough enough and when will the American people call full stop and take the law into their own hands, to repel this socialist based attack on the Constitution and our personal freedoms.

Thinking

It started out innocently enough. I began to think at parties now and then -- just to loosen up and be a part of the crowd.
Inevitably, though, one thought led to another and soon I was more than just a social thinker.

I began to think alone -- "to relax", I told myself -- but I knew it wasn't true.
Thinking became more and more important to me and finally I was thinking all the time.

I began to think on the job. I knew that thinking and employment don't mix, but I couldn't help myself.

I began to avoid friends at lunchtime so I could read Thoreau, Muir, Confucius and Kafka. I would return to the office dizzied and confused, asking, "What is it exactly we are doing here?"

One day the boss called me in. He said, "Listen, I like you and it hurts me to say this, but your thinking has become a real problem. If you don't stop thinking on the job, you'll have to find another job."

"Honey," I confessed, "I've been thinking..."

"I know you've been thinking," she said, "and I want a divorce!" "But Honey, surely it's not that serious." "It is serious," she said, lower lip aquiver.

"You think as much as college professors and college professors don't make that much money, so if you keep on thinking, we won't have any money!"
She exploded in tears of rage and frustration, but I was in no mood to deal with the emotional drama.

"I'm going to the library," I snarled
I headed for the library, in the mood for some John Locke. I roared into the parking lot with NPR on the radio and ran up to the big glass doors.

They didn't open. The library was closed.

To this day, I believe that a Higher Power was looking out for me that night.

Leaning on the unfeeling glass, whimpering for Emerson, a poster caught my eye, "Friend, is heavy thinking ruining your life?" it asked.

This is why I am what I am today: a recovering thinker.

I never miss a TA meeting. At each meeting we watch a non-educational video; last week it was "Porky's." Then we share experiences about how we avoided thinking since the last meeting.

I still have my job, and things are a lot better at home. Life just seemed easier, somehow, as soon as I stopped thinking. I think the road to recovery is nearly complete for me.

Today I took the final step...I joined the Democratic Party

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If you are able,
save them a place
inside of you
and save one backward glance
when you are leaving
for the places they can
no longer go.
Be not ashamed to say
you loved them,
though you may
or may not have always.
Take what they have left
and what they have taught you
with their dying
and keep it with your own.
And in that time
when men decide and feel safe
to call the war insane,
take one moment to embrace
those gentle heroes
you left behind.

Major Michael Davis O'Donnell
1 January 1970
Dak To, Vietnam

Captain Michael O'Donnell was lost in Cambodia on March 24 1970, while flying a UH1 rescue helicopter, trying to rescue an eight man LRRP team under attack in Cambodia. He was listed as MIA along with the eight he had attempted to rescue after his UH1 Huey was shot down by enemy fire. The official military report listed the eight as shot down 'non survivable' and 'non recoverable.'

Michael O'Donnell was submitted for the Congressional Medal of Honor for his actions that day. He was awarded the Distinguished flying cross, the Bronze Star, The Air Medal and The Purple Heart and he was promoted to the rank of Major (posthumously).

In 1978 he was officially listed as KIA by the Department of Defense.

A little about the philosophy of the author

The Borg Conspiracy is one man's purely pedestrian thoughts, independent musings and frequently cheeky commentaries...Mixed with an abundance of patriotism, love of God, and love of country.

My thoughts?

In my opinion........in another generation, all that will remain of our once great republic, may be little more than what is left to weather the passage of time in the form of a few obscure and forgotten monuments to the great American experiment.

If America should fail....let it be written as her epitaph.....died by her own hand. The greatest experiment in freedom ever undertaken, lost in the end to the pursuit of the illusion that egalitarian tolerance was more valuable than individual freedom.

Let us be warned.
Franklin, Payne, Jefferson. They all knew the consequences of the lack of vigilance and they tried to warn us. They gave us a document as our guide post. We were to guard it and revere it and use it to guide and govern our future and our posterity.

No one listened.