How sweet – Obama and his woobie are never far apart. He took it along when speaking to 6th graders, as I noted the other day.
Here’s Obama dropping in for a chat with his middle-class task force. And people made fun of Reagan because of his notecards!
Instead of those books “Where’s Waldo?” they should now come out with a series called “Where’s Prompty?” Wouldn’t that be adorable? Children’s books based on the woobie of our first “playing dress-up” President.
I miss a President who wore big boy pants to work. And who could, you know, speak on his own without being spoon-fed words. A little mispronunciation of words like — I don’t know, say, nuclear – doesn’t seem so bad now, does it? At least Bush’s mispronunciations didn’t have to be typed into a teleprompter before-hand (Pah-key-stahn).