HOW DARE THEY???

Here I am, I, Obamus Maximus Hisself, channeling my friend Mahmoud's progressive feminine for months now with my all-conquering cosmic mind, and he dares tell me anyways that I'm interfering in Iran's internal affairs?

Time for drastic measures. I think I will weep publicly (we'll use onions to create the illusion of tears) and experience stigmata on my palms (ketchup will do: the media will lap it up). Then I'll reestablish relations with my fellow progressives like Hugo Chav. Then I'll give some of the undeserving American rednecks' money to that outstanding humanist, Bobbie Mug. (Val says I should first learn a few phrases in Zimbabwean, to impress the natives. No sweat, I've got more doctorates around here than Bush could ever imagine!)

Mahmoud, you'll be real sorry when I'm done with you!

OY, THAT BIG MOTHER JUST CAN'T KEEP IT SHUT!

Big Mother hath spoken again, this time through the mouth of Little Rosie Gottemoeller of – you guessed it – the Obamite State Department. Israel, we are told, is called upon to join the Nuclear Nonproliferation Treaty, which would give the Obamites and other Jew-hating entities to pressure the Jewish state to give up its alleged nukes. This, presumably, so the long-suffering and eminently aggrieved Iranians can be encouraged to do the same.

Different year, same moronism. When dealing with two parties, of which one is intransigent and the other willing to work with you, you focus your pressure on the latter because your feelings won’t be hurt quite so much through constant rejection. Sooner or later, you will wear down the responsible party and give the uncivilized brats what they want. Classical examples, the Munich dictates of 1938 and the Paris peace talks of 1965-1973.) And guess what? They’ll want more, and your politeness will have mattered not at all. If anything, you will be derided as a stupid weakling.

Which is what the image of the United States is getting to be nowadays.

WANTED: A SILVER TONGUE!

In a smart editorial published in Jewish World Review today, Caroline Glick reviews the dismal state of Israeli-American relations. This, on top of the report that Rahm Emanuel, at the behest of the White House, is threatening Israel with no help vis-à-vis “kill-the-Jews” Iran and its nuclear program unless Israel gets busy engaging the Iranian ‘kill-the-Jews” proxies in Arab lands surrounding Israel.

Caroline Glick makes a good point, though. Given the de facto hostile attitude of the Obama administration toward the Jewish state, Israel must take its message directly to the American people. (Funny, Radio Free Europe and Radio Liberty used to do the same thing by transmitting directly to the people then in Communist bondage, over the strenuous objections of their tyrannical governments.)

My impression is that Americans continue to feel a great deal of solidarity with Israel, and tend to understand the dangers well, so this is potentially a winning strategy. Trouble, is, where to find such a great communicator? In the early years of Israel's existence, there was Abba Eban, of blessed memory. But who can perform the same function for the Jewish state today? I confess that I don’t know, but we’d better find him or her soon.

Well, anyway, here’s a first cut at a job description: statesmanlike, multilingual, thoroughly steeped in history, brilliant extemporaneous speaker, superb writer, tireless, willing to travel at a moment’s notice, willing to endure endless abuse and heckling with unlimited grace, willing to face injury or even death in the name of his or her convictions.

Any ideas?

Any takers?