Michelle LaVaughn Robinson “Obama” seems to despise herself. The pouting Negress as a result cannot be treated well enough. She cannot receive enough enough honor and respect. She cannot get enough attention. Her “self-esteem” is apparently absent, therefore her demand for honor is insatiable. Yet, no amount of attention touches her depression. This is a psychological condition, one very typical of the emotionally disturbed teenagers I used to work with in the 1980’s. Michelle behaves as though she has been abused, or is presently being abused, psychologically. Probably, it’s all just the result of her wrong thinking, and wrong attitude. In any case, her behavior is wrong, and completely inappropriate for a First Lady. Ghastly, in fact. Horrid.
Michelle “Do I need to introduce myself?” Obama,
obviously too proud to be a First Lady. A woman with
low self-esteem, and an embarrassment to America.
But the Democrats wanted America to be charitable.
She recently cloaked herself in ‘celebrity’ (Sheryl Crow) and visited a public school in Washington, DC. Michelle, with different ‘celebrity’ cloaks (like Alicia Keyes, Debbie Allen and Alfre Woodard) has visted several city schools, in a campaign for Women’s History Month. Of course, these are precisely the kind of public schools she would never send her own children to. The “First Lady” is entirely too elite for that. It was only a photo opportunity, nothing more.
Michelle’s true spirit of disdainful elitism manifested itself when she came into a classroom and said to the children, “Do I need to introduce myself?” This is presumption beyond the normal self-consciousness of a public figure. This is a pathological arrogance, given in the tone of kindness to children. The response of the children was simple, formal, and well-rehearsed in the most basic tactic of social grace. “Yes,” they all answered the tall black woman, together. Of course you need to introduce yourself. It’s the way it’s done. Don’t presidents’ wives follow basic protocol? Don’t presidents’ wives have simple manners and etiquette? Don’t you know what to do, woman? We don’t know who you are. And even if we did, you need to follow our classroom rules. We do. We get in trouble if we don’t. Who do you think you are?
“I’m Michelle Obama.” Her chronic need is to assert her own importance and incomparable esteem. Ah, but she slipped up a bit (again) with the children. You can’t fool children. Their teacher had taught them some basic good behavior, probably just for that occasion, especially. But Michelle gently scoffed at such convention. She rebelled against anything that would imply the she was not the most important, famous person in the world. “Do I need to introduce myself?” That says it all. (Tammy Bruce said more.)
And combine this psychological pathology with Barry “Obama” and his ‘marijuana high’ on 60 Minutes with Steve Kroft. Uncontrollable giggling? How inappropriate can you get? How anti-presidential? How immature? How utterly disgusting. Laughing at the problems because they’re too overwhelming. On national television. When gently reprimanded, Barry laughed even more. Unbelievable.
It is abundantly clear that Barry and Michelle are simply incapable of bearing the responsibilities of public life, certainly not those pertaining to the presidency. That such incredibly inexperienced and unqualified individuals should be placed in the White House only shows the true condition of American society. and the destructive nature of the Democrat leadership. This extraordinary mishap represents the lowest socio-psychological point in American history. The pretense, the superficiality, and the obvious stupidity involved in the phenomenon represent a historical tragedy of epochal proportions.
One wonders if the “Obama” marriage will last, and if the individuals will survive. There are consequences for stupidity. Remember, all Joe Biden said was that Barry was “bright, clean, and articulate,” and of course, Negro. That’s all it took to qualify the candidate. Barry’s 142 days (–that’s less than 5 months) as a senator don’t count, and the neighborhood “community organizer” stint doesn’t count; all that counts is that Barry is black (not even American black), and can talk–sort of, with a teleprompter. This is the president of the United States. This is the Democrat mind.
One must fear that bad times are ahead for the “Obamas.” They simply may not last. This kind of world-stage impropriety cannot happen with out devastating personal consequence. Reality will set it. Even the mentally ill have to face the music, eventually. There are boundaries. Meds, institutions, family members, all come into play. Maybe the “Obamas” will make it, but not without a rude awakening.
They were used. They were willing to be used, of course, but, that’s why they were so easy to use. Slaves they are. Servants of the Democrat manipulations. The Democrats knew what as coming down the pike, the financial disaster they created, intentionally. They needed a fall guy, and the blackness of the Obamas was the perfect distraction. Insullated from any too harsh a critique, the Obamas could simply destroy the country, and the Democrats wouldn’t have to take the heat.
Barry and Michelle need sympathy, really. Not honor, not attention, but pity. They are pitiful. They are in a pitiful situation. Barry is a camera addict, on smoker’s withdrawal, and Michelle is a chronic pouter, trying to be a queen. Such artificial lives. Such utterly superficial values. They are in desperate need of reality. May it come to them, as gently as possible, as mercifully as in the most desperate human need.