Yesterday,
from the East Room of the White House, The World’s Most Dangerous Community
Organizer bestowed the Presidential Medal of Freedom on Uncle Choo Choo.
It
seems the presentation which was made with an additional level of distinction
for the first time since President Stompyfoot’s predecessors gave it to Pope
John Paul II, President Ronald Reagan and Gen. Colin Powell was more for
Biden’s personal tragedy—the loss of his son Beau to cancer—than
anything else.
The nation's highest
civilian honor is supposed to be presented to individuals who have made especially meritorious contributions to
the security or national interests of the United States, to world peace, or to
cultural or other significant public or private endeavors.
Perhaps some leeway could
be given if we take into account Uncle Goofball was forced to put up with a
president who climbed Mount Ego every day for 8 years. Joe did less than Hillary but he did it
without getting anybody killed. So
there’s that.
These pontificating,
perfumed tin pot dictators love congratulating each other.
Will Bo and Sunny,
the Obama pooches, get a medal for Best in Show? No, wait.
That one’s reserved for the First Wookiee.
I say there's not much difference in these two photos! pic.twitter.com/v3Gr3UI6Ib— TRUMPQUILITY 🇺🇸🛰 (@trumpquility1) January 13, 2017
BHO got Nobel prize at start of presidency before accomplishing anything. Biden got medal of freedom at end after accomplishing nothing.— Brit Hume (@brithume) January 13, 2017
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