Obama the national mushroom

Wrote before in this blog explaining the mushroom thing. It was a little poster that was circulated among offices, usually thumbtacked to the wall over the Xerox machine. A cartoon of a mushroom with the caption: "I'm the company mushroom. They keep me in the dark and feed me bullshit."

So apparently the Comrade has become the national mushroom. They keep him in the dark and feed him bullshit... according to Jay Carney and the Comrade himself.

And naturally, the question that follows is: Who are "they?"

But maybe there is no "they" there. Maybe he's just an ignorant dolt who had no experience managing his way out of a paper bag, ever, in his whole life, and so things occurring beyond the Rose Garden just got away from him. Unless all this has happened on (somebody's) purpose, God forbid,.

Because it seems the Comrade has no idea what's going on the State Department, The Treasury, or the Department of Justice. And these are all executive branch. All part of the Comrade's charge.

So if he has nothing to do with anything those departments do, and he gets information about things like the criminal behavior of the IRS from network news programs, didn't have an inkling of what went on in Benghazi and just repeated the fiction nobody-knows-who fabricated, and never heard of the FBI spying on the press, exactly what the hell does he do all day?

Golf? I mean, even golf has to get a little tiresome after four and a half years. Tiger Woods isn't always available, and neither is Shaquille O'Neal. I mean, they have jobs to do.

So until we get some facts about the scandals blossoming in Washington DC alongside the cherry trees, I'll take the Comrade's word for it all:

That is, he's blind and deaf, indifferent to world and even domestic affairs, and doesn't give a good goddamn about what goes on outside the Oval Office.

I'm glad I didn't vote for him.