So yeah, it snowed in the South before and during the Presidential Inauguration on Tuesday. Does that mean that power of racism might have been trying to rear its magical head? Is he-who-shall-not-be-named (yeah, Voldemort) alive and well? But just off by a bit?
Imagine a group of underground Klan radicals trapped in a dank basement somewhere invoking a White Obama and what they get instead is a White Christmas, well, at least Christmas for a generation of voters, or what might as well have been Christmas, because America got the bestest present ever.
I think a lot of Americans are just really thankful to see the other Snowman go. You know, the abominable one. No, not the cute one from the Rankin/Bass cartoon who just has a toothache. But the ice queen. That’s right, George W.
At first I wasn’t going to post a picture of him here, but isn’t it nice to see him wave good-bye? Yeah, I thought so. America, we need to realize, he just wasn’t that into us. He didn’t have our best interests at heart.
He was much more interested in the excitement of new partners and chasing foreign “tail,” making excuses about his job instead of coming home at the end of the day and really caring about us, the U.S., you know what I mean. Well, now he gets to go back to Texas, enjoy his new ranch and maybe carve up a turkey from Alaska.
A White Obama? No. A Christmas Miracle? Absolutely.