Barack's New Toy

WORLD BEWARE!  united states president barcak hussein obama suddenly has the power, legally, to fire a drone at anyone he damn well pleases, at any time, for any reason, so long as said target of opportunity is formally fingered as a "terrorist". What a delightfully vague term. Quite convenient, in you think about it, for a trigger happy president, in theory, or for that matter, any trigger happy two bit tyrant.

Obama the Drone-Drama (ODD) reputedly signed the executive order sometime after midnight on a dark and stormy night deep in the white house basement, with few, but enough witnesses. So shall it be written, so shall it be done!

You'll recall that a drone is a flying bomb, a missile, guided to its intended destination , with in flight course corrections, using GPS computer.  Just like you, finding a Taco Bell in a strange city, late at night, starving, in your Prius. Pretty cool, huh?

Drones have for many years been keeping Al Quada honchos and pakistani civilians a bit "jumpy" at the dinner table. Obama the drama claims drones have decimated bin laden's gang; analysts are  inclined, rather, to think that in fact obama's drones have served to inspire, motivate, and increase membership in osama's thug club. Well, its hard to say. When in doubt, launch a drone. Hell, they only cost a million or so per.

You can just see barack the rock, seated in a darkened locked oval office, perusing long lists, fingers hovering above keyboard, expectantly.  The putting surface outside rush limbaugh's florida mansion is reportedly on the short list.

No matter who are you, where you are, you are now living beneath the threat of barack oh bombers.
You have been warned. Might be time to restart the old cold war bomb shelter program, like we had back in the fifties and sixties, wherein children all over america crouched beneath wooden desks at school, eluding imaginary russians.

And please bear in mind that barack oh bomber don't need no congressional formal declaration of  no war, nor defense department concurrance, no nuthin. all he needs is a bad mood, a bad day, a bad 'tude, and a GPS location print out pin point lock on ....you..all right at his fingertips, hovering...

Have a nice day, and sleep tight.