Los Angeles Times’ Andrew Malcolm brings us sad musings of our unhappy President. First some sad music for Obama:
The smallest violin plays sad music for Obama via http://colossus.mu.nu
The poor man, who turns 50 this summer, does live with his mother-in-law. But he said he especially misses Saturday mornings — “rolling out of bed, not shaving, getting into my car with my girls, driving to the supermarket, squeezing the fruit, getting my car washed.”
Instead, Obama must endure 24-hour free room service, servants, drivers, a giant….
…helicopter, world travel, fawning celebrities, never gasping at a whirling gas pump and getting a salary that many of America’s unemployed millions would take a tiny fraction of if they could.
“I can’t take a walk,” whined the most powerful person in the world, who spent $745 million of other people’s money to get into that White House detention center.
I get it Obama, but hey what about Camp David ?
Stealth Magnolia 
So before he was president Obama was a frumpy congressperson on weekends?
You changed the name of your blog!
yeah, I gave up hope and changery, shot right to gutter politics 😉
Geez, what a crybaby! What does he mean, he “can’t take a walk”? Who’s stopping him? George W. Bush and Bill Clinton used to go jogging all the time, didn’t they? What a dupnik!
Hey, as far as I’m concerned he can take a walk right away–and not come back.