Last week in the Rose Garden, President Obama paraded out three jobless folks, using their plight to implore Congress to extend unemployment benefits.
One of them was a delightful woman named Leslie Macko. Here's what he said about her:
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PRESIDENT BARACK OBAMA: We need to pass it for women like Leslie Macko who lost her job at a fitness center last year and has been looking for work ever since. Because she's eligible for only a few more weeks of unemployment, she's doing what she never thought she'd have to do — not at this point anyway. She's turning to her father for financial support.
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Well, our president was right, she did lose her job, but it occurred one month after she pleaded guilty to felony prescription drug fraud, in March 2009.
Maybe there's no connection, but I wonder, with millions of jobless folks out there, why did Obama's flacks decide to exploit one charged with felony drug fraud?
Because it fit the story and this chick is awesome.
Sure, the White House screwed up, but you have to hand it to a lady who can get that close to the president despite her criminal past. I mean, you'd think she was Bill Ayers or something.
Anyway, it ticks me off. If I so much as look at the White House, I get wrestled to the ground by seven burly men (something I enjoy), yet she waltzes into the Rose Garden with the most powerful man in the world?
That's balls the size of giant balls. Which brings me back to something I said during Obama's crusade for health insurance reform.
Back then, the White House trotted out lots of people lacking insurance. These were sad tales, but compared to a country filled with hundreds of millions of good stories, these isolated cases were just that. As a method of persuasion, anecdotal stories of human misery are easy and sometimes dishonest.
Anyway, who cares? I have a call into Ms. Macko. Not to get her side of the story, but to score some Percocets.
And if you disagree with me, you're probably a racist homophobe who doesn't have any Percocets.