Posted on 03/27/2009 12:20:27 AM PDT by Eleutheria5
“That whole philosophy of persistence,” he said, “is one that I’m going to be emphasizing again and again in the months and years to come as long as I’m in this office. I’m a big believer in persistence.”
Persistence! Persistence! Without our persistence, we’d be as shaky as...as...as a lunatic on the roof.
Again we have a piece process. Again negotiate. Again lean on the Israelis, different outcome to await. Persistence!
And who must build the bombs, and strap them on his waist, then go blow up a disco, where girls all act unchaste? The Palis! The Palis! Persistence!
And who must drag the settlers away from “Palestine”? So that Judah and Shomron at last are Judenrein? The Israelis! The Israelis! Persistence!
Who must struggle hard to look good in the media, say things presidential, bring his country down? And who has the right as master of the world to have the final word at home? Obama! Obama! Persistence!
Obama's latest utterance is so hilarious, it's funny even while it's deadly. And if there's one thing I've learned in the school of hard knocks is that if you don't laugh at misfortune, you might end up crying, and what fun is that?
So we have a theme, and a famous musical to parody. Feel free to contribute multiple versions of different numbers.
Why?
I will tell you ...
I don't know.
(I'm freaked .. I plugged that in last night.)
Here in Washing-tevka, every one of us can be compared to a lunatic on the roof, trying to do whatever the heck we want and somehow overcoming our astonishment when we fall off and break our necks. Take for example, our policy towards Iran. We wouldn’t unilaterally make war against Iran. That’s part of the failed Bush policy. But unilaterally making peace with Iran, that’s something different. We’ll do that until the cows come home, and if they should happen to blow up a few major cities, well...we have our persistence.
Wait! I AM a rich man!
Deedle didle deedle didle deedle dee
All day long I spend everyone’s money
‘cause I am a wealthy man.
I borrow from red China
Deedle didle deedle didle PRC
Funding pork and paying back my donors
Promising to tax the rich
And it won’t make one bit of difference
Whether or not we pay our creditors back
Printing money faster than G-d makes snow
Here’s the full song:
“Dear God, you made many, many poor people.
I realize, of course, that it’s no shame to be poor.
But it’s how I became a trillionare!
So, what would be the harm if I promise a small fortune?”
Hey! I AM a rich man,
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
All day long I biddy biddy bum.
‘cause I am a wealthy man.
I borrow from red China.
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle PRC.
That is why I’m biddy biddy rich,
Yidle-diddle-didle-didle man.
I’ve got this big tall house with rooms by the dozen,
Right in the middle of the town.
A fine dome roof with East and West wings below.
There is one long elevator just going up,
And one even longer coming down,
But my favorite leads nowhere, just for show.
I’ve fill my yard with chumps and turkeys and geeks and suck-ups
For the town to see and hear.
(Insert)Squawking just as noisily as they can. (End Insert)
With each loud “cheep” “swaqwk” “honk” “quack”
That blares like a trumpet on the ear,
As if to say “Here lives a wealthy man.”
Yes I am a rich man,
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
All day long I demagogue and drum.
That’s why I’m a wealthy man.
I only tax the fat cats.
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
‘cause I am the only rich,
Yidle-diddle-didle-didle man.
I see my wife, my Michelle, looking like a rich man’s wife
With a proper fancy do.
Supervising meals to her heart’s delight.
I see her putting on airs and strutting like a peacock.
Oy, what a happy mood she’s in.
Screaming at the servants, day and night.
The most important men and women would come to fawn on me!
They would ask me to advise them,
Like a Solomon the Wise.
“If you please, Obama...”
“Pardon me, Obama...”
Posing problems that would cross a liberal’s eyes!
And it won’t make one bit of difference if i answer right or wrong.
When you’re me, they think you really know!
‘cause I am, I have the time that I lack
To go on the TV every day.
And maybe pre-empt prime-time programs in the fall.
And I’d discuss the country’s books with the learned men, so they’ll say what I say they say.
That would be the sweetest thing of all.
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
All day long I biddy biddy bum.
‘cause I am a wealthy man.
I borrow from red China.
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle PRC.
That is why I’m biddy biddy rich,
Yidle-diddle-didle-didle man.
Lord who made the lion and the lamb,
You decreed I should be what I am.
I can spin my way out of any jam
‘cause I am a wealthy man.
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