The White House official who called Israeli Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu “chickens---” must have been talking about his own lily-livered boss in a Freudian slip because President Droopy’s political impotency is as iconic as Bibi’s brave heart.
Fearful Bam-Bam hasn’t seen a scandal or crisis he hasn’t trembled at in front of his Teleprompter. High-level cabinet members are jumping ship and diehard supporters have muffled their ululations about the ex-boy wonder who dwindled into Eeyore from Winnie the Pooh.
President Droopy’s incompetencies are more varied than the climates. He squandered $800 billion in stimulus cash for supposedly shovel-ready jobs that never panned out. We owe more than $7.7 trillion in new national debt. He said he would not force people to buy health insurance, but his lunkheaded Obamacare does just that. He routinely skips daily intelligence briefings on critical world events, including ones that could have stopped the Benghazi attacks that killed four Americans.
His frailties has shifted the course of civilization. Russian tyrant Vladimir Putin is birthing his dream to revive an oppressive empire. Terror-sponsoring Iran seeks nuclear weapons and boasts the largest ballistic missile force in the Middle East, endangering American bases and Israel. Nutty, nuke-happy North Korea can’t wait for an “upcoming all-out action” against America. China has leap-frogged over us to become the world’s largest economy without correcting its atrocious human rights record.
Benjamin Netanyahu in contrast is a world leader with gumption, grace, and ability. He will not be bullied into concessions with trouble-making Palestinians, but he will make sure they receive treatment in Israeli hospitals because their own gang-of-a-government is too busy digging tunnels to abduct and kill Jews instead of building medical facilities with the reconstruction materials Israel gives them. Netanyahu works to protect, avenge, and advance Israelis, while living — day after day, month after month, year after year — in a country where a siren gives you 30 seconds to find shelter before a Palestinian Kassam rocket falls from the sky and explodes, spraying its lethal shrapnel in all directions.
Compare that to Bam-Bam the chicken who thinks he is a superstar, but skulks into the Situation Room to catch up on a crisis in between rounds of golf.
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