The Hawaii bit:
“Does a guy who made more than $4 million last year, just got back from vacation on a private beach in Hawaii and bought his own million-dollar mansion with the help of a convicted felon really want to get into a debate about houses?
Despite the fact that Obama is from Hawaii, do these idiots really think Hawaii is an exotic vacation? As Kevin Drum noted the other day, people who eat sack lunches every day in California and are decidedly middle and lower-middle class vacation there, and it is hardly “exotic.” But putting aside all that, you know who else went to Hawaii?
Those well known elitists- the Brady Bunch. In 1972.
Elitists! Although they did have a maid.
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Do we have any musically inclined baritones in the audience? If so, go to work:
Every morning at the Senate, you could see him arrive.
He stood 5 foot 8, weighed 245.
Ferragamo shoes, cost 500 bucks,
And everybody knew you were out of luck with Big John.
Nobody seemed to know where John called home;
Not even him, when you asked him all alone.
”I really don’t know how many houses I’ve got,
But all them furriners oughta be shot!” says Big John.
He partied while the storm swamped New Orleans,
Always ready to fight, and to act real mean.
If you want a change in the way this country’s run,
Big John will call you names, saying, “Reach for your gun.” – Big John
Old John thinks you’re poor if you don’t make a killin’
And only middle class till you reach five million.
Multiple houses, multiple planes,
Multiple positions, that’s John McCain.
Calls himself a maverick, like he’s his own man,
But right there on his flank is the “W” brand.
Kissed up to the crew that slandered his name,
And even hired ‘em on to help run his own game – Big John.
There came the day when the bottom fell out,
When the economy cracked and folks started to shout.
Mortgage foreclosures, and the banks a-failing,
But John says the country is in for smooth sailing.
For the people whose houses are on the block,
Old John’s got just one solution in stock –
Give the rich another tax-break, and your troubles are fixed,
What’s losing a house, when you’ve got another six? – Big John.
Now I don’t want to call him a worthless old twit,
Out of touch at home, and lacking in wit,
These few words are enough about this man,
‘When it comes right down to it, he ain’t worth a damn.’ – Big John.
© 2008 Ed Drone & Bob Clayton