There are few behaviours more annoying than sheer unrelenting narcissism, the kind of constant bother with one's own self-image that results in obsession with superficial appearances at the cost of developing anything even remotely approximating depth of character, a caring heart, or real humanity.

I think Barack Obama is just such a heartless, superficial, and inhuman narcissist.

He simply can't get over himself, not even for a brief moment. No, he's always posing before the mirror, listening to his own voice, caught in an endless web of self-deceit. He seems to think this behaviour makes him admirable, even lovable, and so do millions of Americans. Ah, well, ours is the time of laissez-faire talk, of self-absorption, marketing, and massive delusion. We look into the same mirror Mister Obama is so fond of and see ourselves in his own image and likeness. Ain't we intelligent, eloquent, aware and concerned about all the right things!

No, we are not concerned about anything at all except being "right". Looking good in the mirror. Smelling smart, being reasonably well-off, polite, and politically correct. We play to the audience we see in our own movie mirrors, our personal 'YouTubes" ...we play to a secret audience of one. Each one of us. We play to Ourselves. And we love what we see, we applaud it, can't get enough of it. It's our very own Sunset Boulevard all over again.

But things just aren't working out right. Despite all our grinning efforts to appear confident, secure, and sophisticated we catch a whiff of something faintly malodorous -something not quite right. It smells fishy, like the Gulf of Mexico. We try to fix it with corexit, but that doesn't seem to work, -dead sea turtles, dolphins, rotting fish keep washing up onto the gilded frame of our looking glass.

There's the sound of Fukushima's lethal radiation in the air stirring memories of Chernobyl, Three Mile Island. Ah, but that's just being negative, a doomsayer. We are not going to be flustered by such fear-mongering concerns. The Tsunami's over and gone. Move on.

So, like the Hollywood movie stars we all want to be (and secretly think we are) we pull ourselves up by the bootstraps, whistle a happy tune, and look for the silver lining in the shining glass of our own mirrors.

We smile. We have "hope", -and there he is, Brother Obama, assuring us that with hope and a smile we can donate to his re-election coffers and make all the changes we might need -including a renaissance of reinvestment in his much favored nuclear reactors! And it must be true, he's the President. He's a good man, a Liberal.

The blood of America's long oppressed, deeply brutalized black citizens runs through his veins. He's a Brother, friend of the poor and persecuted. A truly committed community organizer who feels our pain, seeks only to unite us all in the spirit of hope for much needed change.

He reminds us how we elected him before, -when it "hardly seemed likely"- and we can do the same all over again. All good people like Obama. He tells us so. We trust him, we believe in him. Goldman-Sachs and Wall Street might have paid the vast majority of his last campaign bills but he's more than interested in our two cents worth! He's a man of the People. After all, he closed Guantanamo just like he said he would, and put an end to official US torture, too.

Except, maybe, well ...there are these persistent rumours that some people like whistle-blowing Bradley Manning ...uh, well rumour has it that he might actually be ...uh, being tortured. Yeah, but Good Brother Obama has told us himself that it's just not true:

"I've actually asked the Pentagon whether or not the procedures that have been taken in terms of his confinement are appropriate and are meeting our basic standards.  They have assured me that they are."

Imagine that! The President "actually asked the Pentagon"!  Big of him, wasn't it. I mean such solicitude...think of all the effort that prodigious feat must have ("actually") cost him, he took time off from sending our deadly drones over Pakistan and "asked" the Pentagon how Manning was being treated. Wow! And he actually gives himself a pat on the back for that gesture though, of course, he "can't go into the details" for inquiring peons.  How smugly "appropriate". Such sterling "standards"!

We all know what a bastion of Truth-telling the Pentagon has always been. But it seems our President doesn't!

He's living in a realm so utterly full of his own self-satisfaction that it matters not at all to him that a twenty-three year old young man is factually and provenly being tortured in real life since such real life never impinges on Mister Obama's grandiloquent delusions. Dyslexic Bush thought he was the "Great Decider" but smooth talking Obama is the real thing, the "Grand Equivocator". He tortures and kills for peace! Has a Nobel Prize to prove it.

I beg your pardon, Mister President, but after all -facts are facts, and not only has US Representative Dennis Kucinich been denied access to Bradley Manning but even Juan E. Mendez, the U.N. special rapporteur on torture has been denied access as well. You cannot possibly be unaware of the truth of Manning's ongoing and systematic torture yet you speak and act publicly as if nothing is amiss at all in your Administration.

And don't forget, my fellow narcissists -this unabashed liar wants us all to donate to his re-election. More Hope and Change is on the way! That's rather like Snow White's Stepmother, the poisoning bitch who keeps repeating ..."Mirror, Mirror, on the Wall, Who's the fairest of them all" ... actually asking Snow White to buy her a new and more flattering Mirror. It's positively surreal! And we, his fellow narcissists, are buying it. An apple a day keeps health reform away. Shifty Verbal Poison.

Well, after all, maybe he deserves some praise. The Gulf is all better now. Daddy kissed it and "actually" made it better. It's healthy, happy, and cleaned up. Now, says he, BP can drill all over again in the deep, dying waters. And there's no danger to any of us from radioactive plutonium, iodine or cesium 137 in our rainwater and milk, no radioactive Fukushima particles falling on our farmlands and vegetables. And the drones Daddy just dispatched to Libya dropping depleted uranium on those folks over there... well, they're "actually" just love notes sent to encourage democracy to bloom!  I'm sure he "asked" the Pentagon about that one, too! What more could we ask of this eloquent, liberal man? O sweet solipsism!

He walks among us hawking his cheap Hollywood platitudes and second rate scripts exactly as Norma Desmond played to her camera while eagerly calling out to Cecil B. DeMille: "I'm ready for my close up!"

Like her, he's a faded star still demanding the spotlight. Hamming it up for all us "wonderful people out here in the dark". He thinks we're still in love with him, dumber than dumb, sadder than sad. And we are. Just look at his $5,000-a-head fund raising event in San Francisco and you'll get the picture.

Here we see a few folks who had to pay outrageous sums of money just so they could try to confront him on his evasion of the truth concerning Bradley Manning's condition. These people are exceedingly polite, anything but "radical".  And how does Barack Obama handle the situation? He invokes his slippery "charisma", his sleight-of-hand deflection which never seems to fail him. The technique for which his supporters continue to give him unending praise. He "thanks" them, says they have better singing voices than he, and immediately goes on with his prepared remarks. A Corporate whore, turning his tricks.

His behaviour freezes the heart, stops the breath, kills the spirit. This man is terminally sick. Mentally ill. Sociopathic. And there are lots more out there where he came from.

I mean listen up, my fellow movie stars, these are the words to the song they sang him. The song they paid thousands of dollars to sing him, the song he called "a nice song":

Dear Mr President we honour you today,
Each of us brought you $5,000.

It takes a lot of Benjamins to run a campaign
We paid our dues, where's our change?

We'll vote for you in 2012, yes that's true,
Look at the Republicans - what else can we do?

Even though we don't know if we'll retain our liberties,
In what you seem content to call a free society.

Yes it's true that Terry Jones is legally free,
To burn a people's holy book in shameful effigy.

But at another location in this country,
Alone in a 6 by 12 cell sits Bradley.

Twenty-three hours a day and night,
The fifth and eighth amendments say,
This kind of thing ain't right.

We paid our dues, where's our change?

Did our narcissistic "Great Leader" even hear these words? Did they mean anything at all to him? NO! They signified merely a minor interruption in his ongoing Ode To Barack Obama, the song he never ceases to sing. The guy's got no soul. He's got no soul, and he's got no guts. He's a media pimp, another movie star, an empty image. He doesn't even know enough (this man touted by his supporters as "eloquent" and "intelligent") to know when he's being mocked. To understand he's being called out. Rebuked. Exposed as a hypocrite. Thoroughly trashed. There should have been flying shoes!

Barack Obama has no shame. No moral sense. But neither do his supporters ... just look at the well-behaved sycophants sitting at their tidy tables in San Francisco mesmerized by their "leader". This does not bode well for Americans. We can't see him for what he "actually" is until we're willing to see ourselves .... outside our self-adoring mirrors.

This San Francisco fund raising event (suddenly become a mild, politically correct protest) reveals what even the most "daring" Obama supporters must do to be heard: pay a fortune in costs, and then politely APOLOGIZE!!!! 

Yes, these people followed their song by telling this failed narcissist of a would-be human being that they "loved" him! I mean, look at their song again. They're telling him they don't know if they'll be able to retain their liberties in what HE seems to call a free society, and then they cry out "We love you!"  (hear it here)

Well, I certainly don't. I have no love for a man bombing, butchering, and murdering daily. I have no love for liars, either. Not liars of his caliber, the ones whose lies cause thousands of deaths daily through outright war and endless poisoning of land, food, and water. And I wonder how long it will take for us movie star Americans to notice that these days our "protests" must be pre-approved and cordoned off in "free speech zones" if we can't afford thousands of dollars to choke down meals with politicians intent on stealing all our money and crushing our souls. But watchout, here come the Terrorists!

God help us, what will it take for us to realize that Barack Obama is nothing more than what Malcolm X called the carefully chosen "House Nigger" put in power by his handlers? Oh, but you can't say that about Barack Obama or you're called a "racist".

Well, I think Mister Obama is a racist. And the race he abuses is the poor. Everywhere; in America and all around the World.

Not the self-adoring middle class liberals and yuppies whom he flatters, but the actual poor of all races. Fear of criticizing Obama, especially among white liberals, seems to be rooted in the even greater fear of being "seen" and seeing ourselves as racist. That doesn't look good in our gilded mirrors, nor on our personal movie screens. Obama's election was supposed to "prove" to Americans that we aren't racist. But we are. And far worse than that, we are ruthless exploiters of economic slave classes. We hate and fear the poor, our own homeless, and those among us who can't speak or write "proper" English, -the "uneducated".

But look at what such "education" has brought us ...too many glib speakers using high-fallutin language to say nothing, or to hide lies. Too many Afghanistans, Iraqs, Palestines. Too many bankers, lawyers, scientists, paid well to cheat and fudge the facts. Puts me in mind of Shakespeare's Caliban complaining of Language and its supposed badge of intelligence:

"You taught me language
and my profit on it is
I know how to Curse!
The Red Plague rid you
for learning me your Language!”

I confess that every time I hear Barack speak I feel like Caliban in the presence of a privileged and jaded Prospero who thinks his magical charms can overcome any need for truth. He just weaves his spell of splendid sounding words and waits for the trick to work. At this same San Francisco fundraiser, for example, he tells us that Brother Bradley Manning "broke the law". How did Manning break the law? Why he blew the whistle on USA war crimes. These are REAL CRIMES as the videotape "Collateral Murder" clearly shows, and to reveal these crimes to the World is never to break any of the many truly natural laws we all respect and know.

"President Obama’s pronouncement about Manning, “He broke the law,” amounts to unlawful command influence – something prohibited in military trials because it is devastating to the military justice system.  Manning will be judged by a jury of military officers in a military court where everyone involved follows the orders of the commander-in-chief. How are these officers going to rule against their commander-in-chief, especially after Manning has been tortured in solitary confinement for almost a year?  Any officer who finds Manning “not guilty” will have no chance of advancing his career after doing so." (Kevin Zeese)

Barack Obama has broken not only basic laws of nature and human decency but the laws of our own supposed Government as well by doing things like single-handedly pronouncing Manning guilty of breaking the law and nonchalantly RAPING LIBYA without the needed consent of (or consultation with) our "legally elected" Representatives. That's okay though, cuz Barack  -why, he be the one man puffed up rap show -even though it's transparently obvious that in bombing Libya he's merely doing the bidding of those who hired and paid him. Get real, America, Obama was not elected to the office of President. We don't have honest elections in this country anymore. We have Corporately bought and paid for appointees directing our Empire's Official Movie.

And guess what, this Corporate Empire is no longer hiring locals as extras for its Epic Racist Tale. In fact, my fellow narcissists, it's rapidly firing them. That's why there are no real jobs anymore in Corporate USA Land ...just menial "go-for" positions paying pittances for routine tasks performed by dumbed-down serfs. But that's okay, too, kiddies, -just remember to pitch in your donations so our happy "House Negro" can play out another bloody term! It's either that or the dumb-ass Republican Slavemasters setting their greedy bloodhounds on your trail. You know dam well they be wantin their amber waves of gain.

You ain't got no other choices, and don't you be forgettin now, -the crazy Tea-Baggers are hanging out with the white militias in our purple mountains' majesty just waiting to kill y'all with their Bibles and their brain-dead flatulence! Either you're for Barack or you're against him. You don't got no other choices, assholes. Cuz you don't got no Imagination, either!

Now march all your white, black, brown, red, yellow, and gorgeously rainbowed butts into those rigged booths come next November and vote Barack! 

Sorry to have to break it to you this way, but the current Feature Film in Terrorist America is both kinky and campy. Violent, too. It's the Dramatic Action Sci-Fi Horror flick called, ALL ABOUT OBAMA, -a remake of the old classic concerning Eve but starring Barack in whiteface and corporate drag as Jesus cum Gloria Swanson cum Bette Davis stomping all together like vengeful ghosts above the fruited plains down to fabled Sunset Boulevard. They're mad as Network Hell, and yes -you better dam well....

"Fasten your seatbelts. It's going to be a bumpy night!"

Obama Does America
"All right, Mr. DeMille, I'm ready for my close-up."

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