The Path He Trod: Obama’s Student Housing Could Be Yours!

Room To Grow 

An apartment rented by Columbia transfer student Barack Obama is on the market.

Gawker summons up the truly unfortunate image of the future leader of the free world haunting these rooms, pulling the babes in his blue and white sarong, behavior which allegedly did transpire in later Obama apartments.

Let’s use this real estate blank slate to launch more imaginative lies about Obama’s Columbia period.  Previously we’ve enjoyed a fake Founder-slamming Obama thesis story sparked by the sinister Michael Ledeen missing the satire in the original, leading to Rush Limbaugh going wide with the story.  Obama was already linked to Chinese espionage by a fanciful chain of “evidence” linked to Manhatten’s Upper West Side already, so get to it!


Orly Taitz’s Royalty-Free Constitution


 Orly Orly Incoming!   

Obama citizenship denialist Orly Taitz’s California Senate campaign has birthed an advertisment, presumably to gussy up her crackpot image. Our Orly’s countless legal battles to oust the President have come up against deficits of law and facts, so she’s taken the proven path of sectarians everywhere: running for office to get her message across.

And what prime crazy it is! At some point in this delusional campaign cavalcade she veers from parochial California concerns to return to her one true love, Barack Obama, denouncing his Founder Tramplin‘ ways.

Taitz’s fanciful legal reasoning serves her well here, as she appears to borrow  a copyrighted image of Obama literally torching the Constitution from the sparkling world of Jon McNaughton, the Thomas Kinkade of “constitutional” cranks.

Wouldn’t Dewy, Pixie-Infested Glens Be More Soothing? 

I fear the heat of battle may be causing Taitz to lose perspective. Her web site boasts:


…over an article showing she isn’t even the lead Republican in the race.  And  she’s taken to shopping for activist judges to knock her opponents off the ballot, like certain Chicago Thugs we know.


McNaughton’s Group

Special thanks to the eagle eyes at Wonkette, who’ve spotted a big one.

Extraordinarily cheezeball artist Jon McNaughton has brought forth a gathering of greats, as the ghosts of presidents past hover around sullen, stand-offish looking Barack Obama, variously annoyed or aghast at his literal TRAMPLING ON THE CONSTITUTION!

McNaughton is the kind of crank who rambles along in incoherent Founderspeak for numbered paragraphs, passive aggressively concluding:

“The information is historical. If it is not familiar to you – Google it.

Cramming all these figures into the frame seems to have skewed McNaughton’s perspective.  Small but perfectly formed James Madison is so upset at Obama’s boot-heel to our liberties that he’s bent over pleading, but appears to be almost Obama’s height.   The Forgotten Man is a giant seated on a toy town bench. Such is the occasion that Franklin Roosevelt walks.

McNaughton’s painting doesn’t leave much to chance, featuring ominous clouds, flags at half staff, and an accompanying video lush with  piano chords of doom.

Washington Slept Here, Now Keep Moving

 House Proud

A belated salute to the Washington Post’s Philip Kennicott, who July 4th shared with readers his meditations on America and the world’s obsession with replicating homes of the great and the good, or at least George Washington.   white-house-replica-hl-hunt.jpg

Mount Vernon, soon to host another superfluous “Presidential Library,” holds first place in the nation’s architectural imagination, or lack thereof.  Kennicott spotlights the many sad recreations of the Big House,  and Lydia Mattice Brandt’s research into America’s mysterious practice of making foreigners and school children troop through replicas at half a dozen World’s Fairs and exhibitions.

We Might Be Giants    
Current star practitioner of this architectural ghost walking is Alan Greenberg, whose accomplishments include a toy house Mount Vernon for future Chief Executives with excess family cash, and a “flagship” store for the always strenuously patriotic Tommy Hilfiger.

Ronald Reagan exhibited some of these morbid symptoms, enjoying work at a replica of George Washington’s desk before he was president even of the Screen Actors Guild.

It’s not only the Great House.

lincoln-cabin-postcard.jpg       Kentucky proudly hosts a fake Abraham Lincoln boyhood cabin, now replicated on coins.

And an Okinawa businessman’s strange fakery compulsions could only be satisfied with a recreation of Bill Clinton’s boyhood home.

On Okinawa.


Washington Outside: A Revolution Is Not A Tea Party

What Would George Drive?

National Resource Wonkette tries to probe the deeper meaning of the Washington Post‘s probe of the unfortunate Founding Fathers impersonators revival.

In a new ad, automobile welfare queen Chrysler has George Washington scattering his enemies with a sensible sedan, and the Post thinks they may be tipping their tricorn towards the Teabaggers.

Hats off to Chrysler’s new owners, the United Auto Workers.

Weak Tea