Friday, August 31, 2012

Eastwood's Chair VS Obama's Chair

I don’t care what the Left, whose hair is on fire right now, says about Clint Eastwood’s Q & A with an invisible POTUS last night at the RNC Convention.  I don’t care.

This thin-skinned, crybaby of a president has Clint Eastwood in his head.  All the evidence anyone needs is that the errand boy sent by grocery clerks responded on Facebook and Twitter saying, “This seat’s taken.”

What’s puzzling about Eastwood’s empty chair is why Obama felt he had to respond to the whimsical superstar?  The only answer is he feels threatened.  What we see is an actor’s roughest mockery of a politician and the politician lacking the discipline to let it go.

The Left is struggling to end the conversation about “You didn’t build that.”  They are powerless.  “This seat’s taken” was a petulant response and is definitely not going to be the last word.

The man on the stage, Eastwood and his chair, directed the 35,000-plus at the Tampa Bay Times Arena to reply to the famous Dirty Harry line, “Make my day.”  That made Eastwood the winner and Obama the whiner. 

Eastwood reminded conventioneers and viewers, “I would just like to say something, ladies and gentlemen.  Something that I think is very important. It is that, you, we own this country.  We, we own it.  It is not you (looking down at the empty chair) owning it and not politicians owning it.  Politicians are employees of ours.  And, so they are just going to come around and beg for votes every few years.  It is the same old deal.  But I just think it is important that you realize that you’re the best in the world.  Whether you are a Democrat or Republican or whether you’re a Libertarian or whatever, you are the best.  And we should not ever forget that.  And when somebody does not do the job, we’ve got to let them go.”


  1. Excellent point about the thin skin. Can you imagine Bush or Reagan jumping on Twitter to answer every little bit of criticism or satire?

  2. You should put him in a highchair. Now that's a seat he could handle.


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