Posted on 07/15/2008 6:27:07 AM PDT by sasquatch57
Back in the fabled '60s, when Nancy Pelosi was wearing tie-dyed T-shirts and floral headdresses — and long before she could imagine single digit congressional approval ratings — there was a marketing phenomenon that mated, perfectly, with the San Francisco zeitgeist.
Called the “Mood Ring,” it provided Haight-Ashbury sidewalk sitters a sort of love-the-one-you're-with radar: Finagle it onto your date's finger, and the ring would illuminate the path to her G-spot like a Garmin GPS.
“At your next possible opportunity, make a U-turn.”
Today's liberals have flocked to a human Mood Ring, and he's got built-in thermotropic antennae that measure the emotional body heat of his audience, and change colors and messages to match its mood.
It's Barack Obama, and he's flying off store shelves faster than Rubik's cube and the Pet Rock, combined.
Sen. Obama can entertain three audiences on the same day, in different venues, including San Francisco parlors, wharf-side canneries, and auto assembly lines. Everybody hears the same siren song of societal nirvana, while the speaker emits a shimmering, rainbow-hued aura of simpatico and sincerity.
We catch occasional glimpses of Obama's clay feet, only when — caught up in the crowd's intoxicating adulation — the candidate “misspeaks himself,” but his media caretakers swoop in like Langley wet-workers, scrub down the walls, and remove the corpse in a rolled up rug.
“Nothing to see here, ma'am — move it along home, please.”
The Obama multitude hears about its promised loaves and fishes in all languages, simultaneously: College educations will be free. Internet access will be free. Childcare will be free. Health care will be free. New Orleans residents “will be protected from Category 5 storms” and “every displaced resident will return to a home.”
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puh leeze
I think Nancy’s era was more like into poodle skirts
I, too, had a dream, although I wasn’t invited to give a speech about mine.
In my dream, as the adulation of Obama’s followers increased, so did his hat size. As is taught in physics 101, the volume of hot air in the vessel continued to expand to fill the enlarging container. Eventually this process resulted in the container becoming lighter than the surrounding atmosphere and the feet of clay ballast could no longer keep the vessel earth bound so it began to ascend into who nows where. As it rose and disappeared from sight drifting Easterly toward the African Continent a collective sigh of relief was heard from all conservatives and thus was the Union preserved.
The loud boom when it exploded from expansion over the Gold Coast awakened me and I realized that it all had been a _______ dream. (you fill in the blank)
Funny as hell, Dr. RedWireNut.
Thanks for sharing that dream. To call it inspirational, would be a tragic understatement.
Nancy was born in 1940. She was in her twenties, then, during the entire decade of the sixties.
Wedding Date: September 7, 1962 (upon graduation from college).
Children: Nancy “was pregnant for a good portion of the 1960s”, having five kids, born in six years and one week.
Source: Cbsnews.com
Unlike the inferences of this gushy article, Nancy was no flower child of the 60’s unless you count maternity wear.
Don’t get ‘em in a twist, bro’.
I’m not that invested in what Pelosi wore in the ‘60s. It’s important that you remain in your happy place at all times.
Her ideology is not in question, regardless of when she began cranking out babies (how that’s relevant escapes me).
The fact that she’s a far-left socialist, today, is all that really matters.
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