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I normally try to avoid being overtly political.
Still, sometimes only the truth, uncovered from its flashy wrapping and plucked out of the deep fryer of political spin, will suffice. So, here it is.
President Obama is taking us nowhere.
Er –more specifically – his supporters aren’t taking us anywhere.
I can tell you this because I, unlike most police officers who dote on speeding vehicles, have a penchant for catching up with slow-moving motorists. It can get pretty hopeless when you spend all that time attached to somebody’s bumper, hoping against hope that they may actually mistake the gas pedal for the brake. It also allows you the chance to notice things that you might otherwise not as you peel down the road in a cloud of dust.
One alarming trend I continue to find are any slow-moving vehicles I come across usually have one thing in common: an Obama ‘08 campaign sticker prominently displayed on the bumper or in the window. I call them Slowbamas.
At first, I thought it was coincidence. After all, speeds are never expected to be high in a Whole Foods parking lot. But it kept happening. Everywhere I would turn, a slow-moving car (usually a Lexus or some other cheap vehicle brand supported by Democrats) chugging down the road and, always, always, with an Obama sticker.
In fairness, if you still haven’t scraped the McCain /Palin sticker off your bumper, then I probably wouldn’t encounter you anyway, unless we share a therapist or a firing range.
But what am I supposed to make of my continued encounter with Obama drivers? Could it be that the audio version of the “Audacity of Hope” contains subliminal messages to drive slowly? Could this meandering approach to driving mirror the president’s stalled domestic agenda? Could this already be the prelude to 2012? Am I stuck in a campaign parade? If these cars were leaking oil, I’d take it as a show of support for BP. Maybe it’s time to reinstitute the cash for clunkers program.
It doesn’t matter the reason. The simple fact is I’m not getting where I need to be on time. And you know what that means? It means I’m falling behind on productivity and, thus, losing money. That lost money means I’m failing to make good on my part to subsidize health care for millions of uninsured Americans.
And the kicker? You try to go around them and they veer towards the middle. Far be it from to be to suggest some across-the-aisle partnership. But Obama supporters, I must insist:
Speed up or stay to the right.
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