For some reason, this past week I imagined a scenario in which a year from now Obama on live TV says “I don’t know what I’m doing, ok? Are you happy now? I admit it, but you have no clue, either, so stop being so damned nasty to me!” and storming away.
At least if the nation had elected Biden, there would be some sympathy factor. After all, both he and Spector have had the entire tops of their skulls removed, brain surgery performed, and the had their skulls put back, sewed up, etc.
That's always freaked me out a little. How many people do you know who have had the entire tops of their heads removed, their skulls, anyway? I guess it's not so strange a thing any more, but 20 years ago it was. Biden returned to the Senate with this whole mongol look going for him, that has never completely disappeared.
Which brings up another thing. In my experience, the self confidence of the retarded, even their happiness, if you will, is in direct inverse proportion with their appearance to the majority of the world as stereotypically "retarded" on first glance. The most severely retarded seem to be those least perceived, superficially and on first glance that is, as being "retarded." Their condition is late, low-oxygen birth trauma, usually. While the saddest among the retarded are those who are bright enough (brighter perhaps than most so called "normal people" in San Francisco, perhaps) to know they are retarded.
I'd use the politically correct term "mental disability" but that covers too much territory.
Sooner or later, Obama will blunder in a way that cost lives, unfortunately, in a characteristically telegenic manner. His conceit and perception of all men being fools is a terrible error. A gift of Providence to the weak personality turned into a belief system.