September 5, 2008
Obama's Tattletale Campaign Is PitifulBy Kyle-Anne Shiver
Now, please rest assured dear readers, that I do not like to make public scoldings aimed at esteemed leaders of the liberal-Democrat variety.
No, no, no. I just hate to do it.
But since I have been privy to Barack Obama's communications to his supporters for months now, and since I am a mother in good standing, I feel that I must make an exception to my own rule here. It is time for Barack Obama to grow up and demonstrate to this Country that he is not missing a vital piece of male equipment -- his fortitude.
Nearly every single day, Barack Obama's campaign issues his latest tattle on whoever it is that has last offended his feelings.
And I must say, with appropriate solicitude, that it grieves me to witness a man who seeks to be the leader of the free world, a man who proclaims his fitness for the highest duty in the land, make a habit of whining and tattling every time he gets his wittle feelings hurt.
One shudders to think how our IslamoFascist enemies would deal with such girly-boy tirades.
Let's not even go there.
Let's just let that thought rest in peace, shall we.
Truly, it was bad enough when candidate Obama issued his string of complaints against the other man in this contest, John McCain. It was bad enough when candidate Obama whined over how the words of his opponent's surrogates were breaking his fragile bones. One could nearly be brought to the brink of empathy for the city-boy, Barack, when his tormenters were men.
But late Wednesday night, within minutes of the lovely lady, Mrs. Sarah Palin's speech in Minneapolis, the tattletale struck once again. I could nearly hear the girly-boy tantrum all the way over here in Atlanta.
I'm really having to hold back that shudder now.
Does Barack Obama actually think that Mrs. Sarah Palin, hockey mom, little lady from the sticks, is too tough for him? Tougher than Ahmadinejad, of Iran?
Now, this particular tattle on Sarah Palin came under the name of David Plouffe, Barack's campaign manager. I would have to guess that the candidate decided it might be seen as rather tacky if he, personally, whined over the vile "attacks" made by that vicious lady in the skirt and heels, the one wearing the lipstick and the lovely gold necklace and earrings.
So, he delegated.
And his campaign issued what must be hailed as the most desperate, most childish, most pitiful tantrum so far in this contest for the Presidency.
Well, I never!
Lovely use of Alinsky velvet-revolution tactics; include the little people.
And the fallback position of tattletales throughout history, the whole world over:
Win. Yes, dear lad, winning is the aim of every competition.
Did your mommy fail to teach you that?
Now, as a voter, and as a lady and a mother, I must take the matter of all this incessant whining, complaining and tattling to heart, and consider carefully what is to be done about it.
The Country is at stake here.
This is no time for the faint of heart to play follow-the-leader with a lad, who simply cannot take the heat of even a verbal-only political fray, much less the heat of a kitchen, where a lovely moose is roasting in the oven.
So, Barack, dear, it is high time to grow up now.
Toughen that hide a bit.
And if you can't withstand the torture of the words of your opponents, please be good enough to turn in your hockey stick.
We have some truly strong men and women, who can make better use of it in the service of this great Country.
Oh, sorry, I nearly forgot. Barack and Michelle aren't all that proud of America.
Perhaps they ought to go play in Europe and leave the rest of us to get down to the work that needs to be done, right here, right now.
Yes, maybe that is a truly perfect solution. Whenever my own children engaged in this sort of whining and tattling, I batted not a single eyelash before banishing them either to their rooms or to the outdoors to perform some manual work. This always seemed to tame their mealy-mouthed little tongues.
And if they had the temerity to return to my presence, still whining over their piddling problems, I would employ the best known strategy of mothers throughout history - good old fashioned shaming.
With the best tough-love smirk I could muster, I would remind my little ones that the only place on earth they would find sympathy for their silly complaints would be in the dictionary.
Worked every time. And I'm quite certain that Mrs. Sarah Palin is very familiar with the line, and will not hesitate to employ it, if necessary.
Let's hope the lesson is never needed. Barack Obama is running for President, after all, not head hall monitor.
Kyle-Anne Shiver is a frequent contributor to American Thinker. She is blogging daily at kyleanneshiver.com.