— Angela Nelson (@angelaisms) September 13, 2012
Be careful what you wish for.
Okay, so I never actually wished to witness a level of incompetence from the Obama administration that would shock me; I just thought that such a feat would be impossible at this point. Lo and behold, there I found myself on Tuesday, September 11, 2012, in a rage-induced fit of tears over not only the atrocities committed in Egypt and Libya, but also the appalling game of “Let’s Pretend” that followed:
Let’s pretend that the longtime influence of Jeremiah “God Damn America” Wright has nothing whatsoever to do with President Obama’s worldview.
Let’s pretend that the “Arab Spring” was a movement to envelope the Arab world in pink hearts and fluffy little bunny rabbits.
Let’s pretend that Mitt Romney stepping up to fill a leadership vacuum is an egregious breach of protocol.
Let’s pretend that Romney’s condemnation of both the attacks and our embassy’s feckless apology is “politicizing death,” and that President Obama literally using those deaths to rally his campaign volunteers in Nevada is entirely appropriate.
Let’s pretend that President Barack “The Police Acted Stupidly” Obama has any business being on a high horse called My Opponent Spoke Too Soon.
Let’s pretend that the date of the embassy attacks was entirely coincidental, and that all Muslims are like Pavlovian killer bees who will simply go on a rampage when provoked, because they’re too stupid to know better.
For all the media criticism of Mitt Romney since Tuesday, you’d think that it was he, and not Barack Obama, who went to sleep while his own ambassador was murdered in Benghazi. That it was Mitt Romney whose state department is either A) so wildly out of control that they’re issuing statements willy-nilly, or B) being thrown under the bus for the sake of political showmanship after doing precisely what they were told (even though the administration continues in its craven kow-towing to murderous bullies). Or that Mitt Romney is the one who has been skipping out on more than 60 percent of his intelligence briefings, has admitted to losing a U.S. ally on his watch, blew off Benjamin Netanyahu for David Letterman, and is more concerned about the “hurt feelings” of the aforementioned murderous bullies than the rights of his own fellow citizens, as set forth in that document to which he swore an oath to protect and defend.
You would think, given the coverage, that Romney’s criticism of indefinite “quantitative easing” Thursday was an admission that he was somehow wrong that the last few days have been, foreign policy-wise, disgraceful and downright embarrassing for this country; you know, as opposed to simply demonstrating his ability to walk and chew gum at the same time. Or that it was Mitt Romney’s foreign policy that has both rallied Islamofascists and informed them that we are a weak and easy target, and then in the last few days further validated that viewpoint. Or that it was the Romney administration that had 48 hours notice of these attacks, did nothing, and then acted completely flabbergasted that such a thing could occur. (I know the White House has denied that they had 48-hours notice. They also denied that Obama bowed to the Saudi king.)
Mitt Romney gave a press conference and showed grace under the fire of utterly asinine questions. Barack Obama read a brief, flaccid, prepared statement, followed by his best imitation of Brave Sir Robin – and then, not content with the mess made by his roosting Muslim Brotherhood chickens in the eastern hemisphere, made yet another mess of both ground and air traffic in Las Vegas, so he could try for more campaign dollars.
As abysmally disgraceful and mortifying as the Obama administration’s response to this cluster truck has been, running the gamut from aloof to befuddled to sniveling prostration, the reaction from the lapdog media has been just as bad. Their single-minded devotion to attacking a presidential candidate for pointing out the glaringly obvious failures of the sitting president proves beyond a shadow of a doubt that they have known from day one exactly who and what Barack Obama is, that they are on board with his agenda, and that the stars in their eyes when they gaze adoringly at their Dear Leader are of the sort currently adorning the Chinese flag. The progressive movement is bad enough as it is, but it is the downright traitorous lapdog media that has led the United States of America in this suicidal, decades-long game of “Let’s Pretend” that has made that same progressivism increasingly palatable to the average American.
That’s right, lapdogs, I said traitorous. I’ll freely add to that despicable, insidious, deceitful, treacherous, and shameful. Even Benedict Arnold would be aghast at the depths to which you have stooped in your attempts to trap Americans in a perpetual state of cognitive dissonance; it makes his attempt to hand West Point over to the Brits look positively cute by comparison. May God forget that you were ever called my countrymen.
The time for pretending is over. The time for choosing is now.