by Smitty
Gateway Pundit is all on about “We Can’t Wait” being mooched from a Swedish party. Am I the only person in the country that thought of this when I first heard the slogan?
Observation: calls to immediate action are, for the politician, as visual distractions are to the stage magician. That is, the need to fact check the idiot making the noise is proportional to how much he’s beating the drum in a call to action.
BHO, in particular, has jumped the shark so far as to land completely beyond credibility. I don’t even believe the 1 in 5 consistently strong supporters in the Rasmussen poll actually believe the BHO. Probably too beholden to him, as was Amy Winehouse to her booze, with equally good effect.
I went to a predominantly black church last Sunday, & the preacher managed to work, “. . . & Jesus, help Congress to do a better job of working with the President . . .” into his prayer.
I really believe that Barky could literally eat a live baby on national television and the black community (by and large) would say, “Well, maybe babies taste good.”
Wonder how many of those industrial jobs the Dems’ policies and their Union allies have managed to kill since that commercial was made?
Just sayin’.
Actually the ALCOA commercial was exactly what I thought of. But I didn’t think I was remembering it from the 70s. I thought 90s or late 80s at the earliest. Damn I’m old.
I didn’t watch television in the 70s.
Recycled aluminum.
“He was hungry – you gonna make the President go hungry?”
Jobs, factories – hell, they’ve killed a few whole cities.
It was late ’70s, one of the Energy Crises.
I’m guessing . . . Disco?
Perhaps he had such a good time being a waiter at Studio54 that he can’t remember?
Si Se Putana!
Hardly, the pervasiveness of disco made it difficult to go to clubs in the DC area. How ever there used to be this thing called a stereo. When TV options were limited to three networks, one local (WTTG) and one uhf channel foregoing TV wasn’t nearly drastic enough to drive one to disco.
I’m sure I’d remember that, can you really imagine me serving drinks to the studio 54 crowd?
With no shirt on…why yes, Cabana Boy.
You sir have, perhaps too vivid an imagination.
It would explain a lot, you’ve got to admit. Am I right fellow TOMer’s?