There was an episode of the old Twilight Zone, back before many of you were born, in which a man owned a car, and whoever owned that car could not tell a lie, but was compelled to always tell the truth. The episode ended when Nikita Khrushchev, then leader of the U.S.S.R., drove off in his new car. That was fantasy. My fantasy is to have Barack Obama hooked up to a lie detector or shot up with a little Sodium Pentathol (or both), and ask him a few select questions about the last five years. About Fast and Furious, Benghazi and the IRS for starters.
His interview with O'Reilly on Super Bowl Sunday, was notable only insofar as you recognize that Obama did not give a single straight answer to any of the questions directed at him, and some of his evasions were lies as well. Probably the hardest thing to do, in giving the President a polygraph, would be establishing a baseline of when he is telling the truth.
Or maybe, someone will give him a car...
Original art by John Cox. More at John Cox Art
Cross posted at Proof Positive
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