Barack is in worse shape than a fetal pig in a jar, turned rubbery after years of immersion and sunlight. You see, he's a PPF -- a Petrified Political Fetus. He's all done, but never begun. He decided to skip his chance to be a leader so he could roll out his "community organizer" schtick. Obama is both bored and frankly disgusted by the thought of leading America the Ugly. So he frankly decided he'd rather not, and call it a day. Permanently.
It would seem that Barack is ready to join a long list of frauds who achieved prominence after juking and jiving their way to success. One infamous role-model fraud will be examined -- Count St. Germain. But it is terribly sad at a time of extreme crisis around the world, where so many lives hang in the balance, that a ridiculous poseur would take the place of a trained leader to aggrandize himself. This is the subject of this essay.
