Osama Bin Laden is dead. And If we are to believe the Narcissist-In-Chief he is the one responsible. What shamelessness!
And so shortly after taking office, I directed Leon Panetta, the director of the CIA, to make the killing or capture of bin Laden the top priority of our war against al Qaeda, even as we continued our broader efforts to disrupt, dismantle, and defeat his network.
Seriously, not a word about the efforts conducted by your predecessor, Mr NOTUS? You came up with this nutty idea all by yourself?
It should be noted that no less than a dozen times our NOTUS referenced himself in his remarks this evening.
Is this about you, Obama? Is this about scoring some sorely needed political points?
Or is this about justice, victory for The United Sates of America, and maybe a little closure for the 9/11 families?
May 2nd, 2011 11:24 am
It appears that others agree with the sentiment expressed here:
Power Line – Osama bin gone: Stephen Hunter comments
May 2nd, 2011 2:21 pm
It’s good that he’s finally gone (bin Laden), but I do find it somewhat perverse that people are having parties in the street about it. I’m sure it’s cathartic to some, but it won’t bring back any of the families’ loved ones.
May 3rd, 2011 8:31 am
To say that we hated Osama Bin Laden is exactly like saying we loved Michael Jackson. It is this collective expression of heavy emotion that killed them both.
May 3rd, 2011 9:46 am
Regardless of the choices people make celebrating the event, I find it shameful this President uses the occasion to shine the light on himself
May 6th, 2011 7:35 pm
Arent blogs a form of narcissism?
May 6th, 2011 8:37 pm
I suppose that would depend on your definition of the term.
Dictionary.com defines it as: inordinate fascination with oneself; excessive self-love; vanity.
Are you claiming that utilization of a venue for expressing personal opinion is equivalent to fascination with oneself?
Do you feel that you are being narcissistic any time you voice an opinion?
May 8th, 2011 6:25 am
Blogs (social networks) are like a stage without house lights. The performer never sees the size of the audience. Under these circumstances, it’s fun to be pretentious. Who’s gonna know? Who’s gonna care?