Last week, while Fred was on vacation, S.E. Cupp was one of the guest hosts. While behind the mike, she tore off a beautiful rant, which I figured you guys might like:
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It’s 2 years into Obama’s first term, and it took me almost 2 years to realize something. A huge revelation. I realized it while I was listening to his Iraq speech the other night, during which Obama was sure to dig into President Bush (just a little).
What I realized was that I have dated this guy before. Obama is like the new boyfriend who is absolutely obsessed with your ex-boyfriend. And he spends most of his time trashing your old boyfriend for no real reason, other than he’s insecure and pre-pubescent and doesn’t really know how to behave in an adult relationship. So he complains about your ex-boyfriend incessantly, and tells you that your life is a mess now because of him, that he was a loser, and what were you doing with him all those years?
And he hates all the gifts he ever gave you, he doesn’t like it when you wear those earrings your ex-boyfriend gave you 5 years ago. And that TV you and your ex-boyfriend bought is a piece of crap, and he’s going to get you a new one – a better one – even though you really like the old TV and it works just fine.
And he’s going to make your life infinitely better – as soon as he stops whining about your ex-boyfriend. And he’s the best thing that ever happened to you – even though you’re not sure why. And if you don’t appreciate all that he does for you, then maybe you should just go back to your dumb ex-boyfriend, because you’re kind of dumb, too.
I gotta tell ya, this boyfriend – the Obama boyfriend – is the most annoying boyfriend ever. And a very short time into dating him, you realize this. It’s an “aha!” moment that makes you think, “what the hell was I thinking?”
You think, “well, he was good-looking, he talks a good game, smart, charming – but he’s a man-child, and he’s changing my life irreparably just because he hates my ex-boyfriend. And I don’t really WANT to change my life irreparably. I’m thinking my life’s pretty good, and I just want to share it with someone supportive. I don’t need to be taken care of, I just want someone who GETS me.”
The problem, I just realized during this Iraq speech, is Obama doesn’t get me. And he doesn’t get you either. But in the process of insisting that he is the best thing ever to happen to you, he’s going to make us all pretty darn miserable.
And suddenly that ex-boyfriend isn’t looking like such a bad guy after all.
Okay, so I’m not a chick, but I totally get it. Spot on.
There are female versions of the guy she’s describing too. And, she pretty much nailed the frat boy in chief.
On an apolitical note, when I first met my wife-to-be, I refrained from trashing her ex-boyfriend to avoid this precise reaction–even when she told me that he once made her take him to see XXX, saying that he liked Vin Diesel because he was “hard.”
One day, much later, when I was sure I had her roped in, I finally broke down and, apropos of nothing, said, “Really? Vin Diesel? Are you frigging kidding me?”
The real question is, will Barack tell me if I look fat in this outfit?
Brilliant.
For those of you who might have missed it – Iowahawk hit a similar theme last week.
Some women are normal and marry normal men. This is the base of a free and strong society.
Some would marry a soft guy like Obama and push him around. Others would marry a guy like this gentleman for an extraordinary relationship.
Frankly, I’d rather be an angry lunatic than a pansie like Obama.
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If I wanted a boyfriend (which would be like totally gay) it would be Chris Christie. He gives me wood!
Another good one. Should go viral. It might explain Chrissy Matthews tingles for bHo if Obama bashed tip O’Neal or Jimmah Carter.
Brilliant!
She’s forgotten about the new boyofriend who does this mincing bit in an attempt to prompt reassurance about how much better he is than the previous. Absent these words of encouragement, said insecure weenie is likely to pout. Sound familiar?
S.E. Cupp totally rocks. She can stop by and fire off bottle rockets at squirells with me anytime.
And he lifted all the cash out of your purse and your piggy bank, and you can just tell that if you try to dump him, he’s going to turn into a hitter and stalker.
…and he’s a sniveling, sh*tbag coward.
Can’t remember where I’ve seen this now, but someone else compared Obama to an abusive spouse. It’s your own fault that he’s beating you up, because you Just. Don’t. Get. How. Much. He’s. Trying. To. Do. For. You!
I always saw Obama as our rebound relationship. We just got off a tumultuous long-term relationship with a lot of ups and downs, then this guy came a long and offered something new. Now we realize (48% of us knew beforehand) that this is not a serious relationship and the next one will be more mature.
I just hope we can get out of this Obama relationship without picking up herpes.
On the news last week, I saw that both a black woman journalist with The Atlanta Constitution named Cynthia Tucker and a black radical male with The Black Panthers named Malik Shabazz made bizarre, similar assertions to the effect that white people in this country are now enraged, because blacks are now in the majority, and because blacks are now running this country. True story.
Did I miss something? Did aliens from outer space change 50% of other white people into black people while I wasn’t paying attention, and is the Black Caucus in Congress now running this country? Talk about being freak’n delusional!!!! Malik and Cynthia got too absorbed with Brer Fox and Brer Rabbit and Uncle Remus. Those two loonies are completely out of touch with any semblance of reality.
I suppose that since Bill Clinton usurped the claim that he was our country’s first black president, Barack Obama was left with having to show that he was our country’s first prissy, effeminate and limp-wristed president. Did you notice that he throws a baseball and runs around a basketball court and putts golf balls and even talks with the mannerisms of a girl?