Barack Obama: Dear America, You Are Not Worthy Of My Greatness

Long before Barack Obama was elected president it was my sincere hope that my generation would be one that brought solutions to the many problems facing our country. All my life I had looked down on the older baby boomers as self-centered, immature, and politically wacky.

Then November 2008 happened — and someone my own age was elected to become an enormous part of the problem. Anyone with just a little bit of a clue knew what we were in for — especially since our incompetent leaders in the Republican Party had succeeded in handing over the U.S. Congress to the Democrats two years earlier.

Despite that dashed hope, I am at least able to enjoy articles like these:

Obama Biographer: ‘The World Seems to Disappoint Him’

Barack Obama: Dear America, You Are Not Worthy Of My Greatness

The first one is from the Weekly Standard and it includes this short video clip:

The second one is a nicely done satire by the folks at the Daily Caller. It’s a take-off on the Gettysburg Addresss — we’ve clearly come a long way since that inane speech Barry gave at the DNC in 2004. Enjoy…

Two score and 12 years ago, I was brought forth not on this continent but on the island of Hawaii to lead this once-great nation, conceived in liberty (though my administration has spied on everybody, everywhere) and allegedly dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal.

I do have to say, by the way, that some of us are more equal than others. But I digress.

Since I was inaugurated a little less than a third of a score ago, I have been engaged in many great and noble acts to test whether this nation is worthy of a president of my lionhearted caliber.

As I said in June of 2008, my presidency was supposed to be – was fated to be – the moment when the rise of the oceans began to slow and our planet began to heal.

America: You have failed me. You have frustrated me and disappointed me greatly. I tried to bring you a healthcare scheme which forces millions of you to buy insurance you don’t want, for example. Do you praise me? No. You are a nation of ingrates.

Read more: Daily Caller