Obama Tosses a Grenade Into His Own Dugout

Remember president Obama's first pitch of the MLB 2010 season at the Washington Nationals ballpark? It sailed towards the home team dugout.

While he couldn't throw a baseball within ten feet of home plate -- even if it took a double bounce on the way in -- Obama has tossed perfect incendiary strikes inside his own clubhouse, sending his entire team to the disabled list, demoted to the minor leagues, or banned from the game for life.

In fact Obama's entire liberal-progressive league has forfeited the rest of the season -- and then some. How fitting that Obama, the inspirational bonus-baby whose identity alone rescued the Democrats from their own consigned occupation of last place and lifted them to World Series champs, now has to give it all up for cheating, steroid abuse, gambling against his own team, and lying to the commissioner.

The liberal progressive momentum is at least stalled, if not dead. Benghazi killed the Dems foreign-policy agenda, the IRS intimidation has dealt a deadly blow to "trust" in big government and crippled the administrative mechanics necessary for ObamaCare. The AP wiretapping and overreach into news reporters First Amendment sanctuaries has spoiled the ball park franks and ten-cent beers shared between Obama and his fawning press corps.

Of course the American people, the fans, are most damaged by Obama's gambling with foreign policy in Libya, losing in Benghazi, then lying about it. The American people, the fans, have been defrauded into thinking their century-old pastime -- pick-off moves and base stealing with the IRS, even with its alternating euphoria and grief -- was at least played on a level field, where natural talents won or lost, rather than tainted by widespread steroid users, bulked up to intimidate.

And the American people, the fans, now wonder whether any accounts of the game can be reliable? Will sports reporters be free to form opinions unpopular with managers and owners without clubhouse keys revoked? Will umpires be able to call balls and strikes as they see fit, or must they download league office outcome cards before "Play Ball" can commence?

So much of this is "old news", as press secretary Jay Carney labeled the Benghazi disaster and cover-up. But the old news here is that Obama is both incompetent and loathes the American people. And he would just as well use facsimiles of the U.S. Constitution to wrap catfish and hush puppies, rather than use sports pages from the Chicago Tribune describing Obama's favorite team -- the 1919 scandal-ridden White "Black" Sox.

More of the old news is that Obama is lazy, disengaged, and unfit to compete without enjoying a multiple-run head start. He can win if his opponents bat only right handed, pitch only left handed, take only one base on a double or triple. Obama gets four strikes and five balls, while everybody else gets called out on one pitch.

Well, it's over. The "new" news is that the progressives' god is dead. In a Nietzsche-esque narrative, they killed him by relying on identity politics alone. Never insisting on engagement, mastering details of policy, lawfully cultivating political capital, nor requiring accountability. The smartest man in the room thought his clever manipulations, while feigning deniability with his personal lack of proximate cause to keep his opponents at arms' length, would seal his legacy. Instead he firebombed his own motorcade.

Who shall inherit this carnage? Joe Biden, the Bobby Valentine of baseball managers, whose incoherent monologues baffle his own players, and bumfuzzle everyone else?

Hillary Clinton, whose pathetic -- and impeachable -- "What Difference Does It Make" testimony before the Senate subcommittee channeled the Baltimore Orioles first baseman Rafael Palmeiro, who in 2005 defiantly denied using steroids in front of the House Government Reform Committee ... "Let me start by telling you this: I have never used steroids. Period. I don't know how to say it more clearly than that. Never." ...only to test positive for using the anabolic steroid stanozolol?

Moreover, how would Hillary mount a successful tenure as president when the two tricks she learned from Richard Nixon -- using the IRS and DOJ to destroy her enemies, the baseball equivalents of corked bats and sign stealing -- have already been taken by Obama?

During Obama's ascendency to the White House, presidential historians, role-playing as baseball chewing gum card hagiographers, couldn't run fast enough to their typewriters gushing how Obama would be the most transformative slugger ever, rewriting the record-books.

Instead, Obama's aloofness and hubris on steroids led to his own self-destruction. He sealed his real legacy by giving up the winning run when he failed to cover home plate. Now, perhaps the American people, the only fans who matter, in the 2014 elections can regain and restore the only game that matters. 

Remember president Obama's first pitch of the MLB 2010 season at the Washington Nationals ballpark? It sailed towards the home team dugout.

While he couldn't throw a baseball within ten feet of home plate -- even if it took a double bounce on the way in -- Obama has tossed perfect incendiary strikes inside his own clubhouse, sending his entire team to the disabled list, demoted to the minor leagues, or banned from the game for life.

In fact Obama's entire liberal-progressive league has forfeited the rest of the season -- and then some. How fitting that Obama, the inspirational bonus-baby whose identity alone rescued the Democrats from their own consigned occupation of last place and lifted them to World Series champs, now has to give it all up for cheating, steroid abuse, gambling against his own team, and lying to the commissioner.

The liberal progressive momentum is at least stalled, if not dead. Benghazi killed the Dems foreign-policy agenda, the IRS intimidation has dealt a deadly blow to "trust" in big government and crippled the administrative mechanics necessary for ObamaCare. The AP wiretapping and overreach into news reporters First Amendment sanctuaries has spoiled the ball park franks and ten-cent beers shared between Obama and his fawning press corps.

Of course the American people, the fans, are most damaged by Obama's gambling with foreign policy in Libya, losing in Benghazi, then lying about it. The American people, the fans, have been defrauded into thinking their century-old pastime -- pick-off moves and base stealing with the IRS, even with its alternating euphoria and grief -- was at least played on a level field, where natural talents won or lost, rather than tainted by widespread steroid users, bulked up to intimidate.

And the American people, the fans, now wonder whether any accounts of the game can be reliable? Will sports reporters be free to form opinions unpopular with managers and owners without clubhouse keys revoked? Will umpires be able to call balls and strikes as they see fit, or must they download league office outcome cards before "Play Ball" can commence?

So much of this is "old news", as press secretary Jay Carney labeled the Benghazi disaster and cover-up. But the old news here is that Obama is both incompetent and loathes the American people. And he would just as well use facsimiles of the U.S. Constitution to wrap catfish and hush puppies, rather than use sports pages from the Chicago Tribune describing Obama's favorite team -- the 1919 scandal-ridden White "Black" Sox.

More of the old news is that Obama is lazy, disengaged, and unfit to compete without enjoying a multiple-run head start. He can win if his opponents bat only right handed, pitch only left handed, take only one base on a double or triple. Obama gets four strikes and five balls, while everybody else gets called out on one pitch.

Well, it's over. The "new" news is that the progressives' god is dead. In a Nietzsche-esque narrative, they killed him by relying on identity politics alone. Never insisting on engagement, mastering details of policy, lawfully cultivating political capital, nor requiring accountability. The smartest man in the room thought his clever manipulations, while feigning deniability with his personal lack of proximate cause to keep his opponents at arms' length, would seal his legacy. Instead he firebombed his own motorcade.

Who shall inherit this carnage? Joe Biden, the Bobby Valentine of baseball managers, whose incoherent monologues baffle his own players, and bumfuzzle everyone else?

Hillary Clinton, whose pathetic -- and impeachable -- "What Difference Does It Make" testimony before the Senate subcommittee channeled the Baltimore Orioles first baseman Rafael Palmeiro, who in 2005 defiantly denied using steroids in front of the House Government Reform Committee ... "Let me start by telling you this: I have never used steroids. Period. I don't know how to say it more clearly than that. Never." ...only to test positive for using the anabolic steroid stanozolol?

Moreover, how would Hillary mount a successful tenure as president when the two tricks she learned from Richard Nixon -- using the IRS and DOJ to destroy her enemies, the baseball equivalents of corked bats and sign stealing -- have already been taken by Obama?

During Obama's ascendency to the White House, presidential historians, role-playing as baseball chewing gum card hagiographers, couldn't run fast enough to their typewriters gushing how Obama would be the most transformative slugger ever, rewriting the record-books.

Instead, Obama's aloofness and hubris on steroids led to his own self-destruction. He sealed his real legacy by giving up the winning run when he failed to cover home plate. Now, perhaps the American people, the only fans who matter, in the 2014 elections can regain and restore the only game that matters. 

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