Salaam to the Salahis by Becky Akers
(2009-11-30 at 17:37:13 )

Salaam to the Salahis by Becky Akers

Years of enduring New York City rats, roaches and rulers have frazzled my
nerves and blunted my courage, so if I were going to crash a party, it
would not be one at which the Thief-in-Chief and 338 of his closest
enablers are yukking it up. Heck, I would have to count not only my
pocket change but my fingers and toes after doing time with such crooks.
Michaele and Tareq Salahi thus deserve the Medal of Honor for Fearlessly
Invading Hostile Territory Last Tuesday.

Instead, Secret Service officials said the agency had not ruled out
criminal charges. Of course not. It will be difficult, even impossible,
to find any criminality whatsoever in a couple attending sans invitation
a party whose bills they are footing, but Our Masters will doubtless
prove themselves equal to the challenge. And here you wondered why
government disdains the Constitution and even the commonest of sense, you
picky patriot, you! Meanwhile, regardless of whatever bogus charge the
Bozos Invent, we all know the Salahis real CRIME: they made a Fool Of
Leviathan. Ergo, the Beast Will Pummel And Pillory Them.

It will also make an even bigger fool of itself as all concerned
hyperventilate over a couple of silly publicity hounds grabbing an
unauthorized handshake from His Highness. The Secret Service apparently
competes with the Transportation Security Administration in the Presume-
All-Citizens-Guilty Department: just as buying an airline ticket turns
you into a terrorist liable to strip-searching and groping at airports,
so approaching politicians makes us assassins. And the Services servile
apology for allowing the Salahis to actually touch the President and
First Lady Michelle on the receiving line implies that these boors
threaten anything other than good taste: Secret Service Director Mark
Sullivan Expressed Shame in a written statement, saying the agency … is
deeply concerned and embarrassed - while spokesguy Ed Donovan advised, It
is important to note that they went through all the security screenings -
the magnetometer screening - just like all the other guests did. Wow,
what a relief: if nail-files and belt-buckles can sabotage an airplane,
imagine what they would do to El Presidentes receiving line.

But the New York Post wins the prize for irony when it breathlessly
points out that the Salahis could have been extremely dangerous and even
carrying biological weapons when they came into physical contact with
Obama. Hmmm. The Salahis sound stunningly gauche and obnoxious, but so
far as I can determine, they have not connived with the Pentagon to
Slaughter Anyone. Yet ninnies worry about protecting a mass-murderer
from them rather than the other way around.

For said killer to cavort at state dinners while hungry taxpayers face
foreclosure - well, some might call it callous. But then, parasites
always live high while their hosts suffer, à la Marie Antoinette in her
Rustic Faux Village at Versailles: It seemed a perverse extravagance, for
the Queen to create a village for her own amusement while in many parts
of France real peasants in real villages were in dire want. Indeed.

And so, with the gargantuan White House and its State Dining Room at
their disposal, the Bushbamas nevertheless erected a huge white marquee
on the South Lawn. But it was not your everyday tent, the Associated
Press assures us. This one had chandeliers suspended from the ceiling and
beige carpet on the floor. Inside stood tables draped in green apple
colored cloths and napkins, offset by the sparkle of gold-colored
flatware and china. The amount squandered on flowers alone - centerpieces
of deep purple supposed to evoke the state bird of India, the Indian
Peacock; arrangements of magnolia braches, locally grown ivy, and nandina
foliage sprucing up the tent walls - would likely have paid the mortgages
on hundreds of homes, had Our Masters allowed Those Who Earned The
Fortune Thus Wasted To Keep Their Money.

Ah, but fret not at the unconscionable extravagance: The Office Of The
First Lady says that all bouquets from the dinner re-used through the
White House, as a means to recycle the flowers.

With the formerly employed lining up at food banks, Bushbama and
Accomplices Such As Deepak Chopra, Hillary Clinton, Katie Couric, Joe
Biden, and David Geffen Feasted on White House Arugula with Onion Seed
Vinaigrette, Roasted Potato Dumplings with Tomato Chutney, and Green
Curry Prawns With Caramelized Salsify With Smoked Collard Greens and
Coconut Aged Basmati Rice. They washed it down with the usual assortment
of wines, then munched on Petits fours - Cashew Brittle, Pecan Pralines,
Passion fruit, Vanilla Gelees, and Chocolate dipped fruit. Recall that
Marie eventually climbed into the Tumbrel for another free ride, courtesy
of the peasants off whom she had leeched all her life.

As if we care, this is the new Administrations first state dinner and
Biggest Social Event to date, with the prime minister of India and his
wife as guests of honor. You might hope that even a PM would lack the
Gall to Accept Further Robbery of Americans for this Pomp and
Circumstance, given how much Our Rulers have already stolen from us on
Behalf Of India: $116,576,000 in FY 2007, a paltry $86,821,000 the next
after a bureaucrat slashed aid - yeah, right), and a request of
$77,382,000 for 2009. That comes to a whopping $280,779,000 the last
three years alone. Wanna bet the PM hit Bushbama up for even more when
the two leaders spent the morning behind closed doors in a series of one-
on-one and extended meetings with their broader delegations? Wanna bet
Barry the Bandit did not even bother demurring before pledging our last
few cents?

Out in the real world, Diane Doherty is an executive director at the
Illinois Hunger Coalition who reports, We are hearing from more and more
middle class who have never in their life gone to a food pantry.
They Are Very, Very Frustrated And Angry.

Hey, Folks: It Is Chow Time At The White House. Come And Get It.

November 30, 2009

Becky Akers writes primarily about the American Revolution.

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