That's it. I'm done. No more State of Union Speech for me. The television is off. I wonder if, despite all the horrifying difficulties Barack has been forced to overcome, our Union is strong? Guess I'll never know.
Maybe our Union is stronger than ever? I'll have to live with not knowing.
I wonder if it's Wall Street's fault? If the entire chamber will rise and applaud the assertion that it's Wall Street's fault. If the corrupt tax criminal Charlie Rangel will be shown on camera, madly applauding? Guess I'll never know whose fault it is. I do know whose fault it is not. Is the suspense killing you? Barack Obama. It's NOT Barack Obama's fault. I know that w/o even watching, b/c, well, some things you just know.
I wonder if the Stimulus/Porkulus succeeded in staving off the worst economic depression EVER? I'm pretty sure it did. I wonder if it saved over 300 million jobs? I'm pretty sure it did. I wonder if Barack feels the pain of the unemployed? I'm pretty sure he does. I'm pretty sure he will save them. I'm pretty sure Barack is all about jobs. I'm pretty sure he even feels like Job, except tougher and braver, and with greater faith in ... um ...
Am pretty sure some straw men ("there are those who say....") will be propped up and toppled over tonight. Will be tough on straw men.
Am pretty sure Barack will be so perfectly clear that he will warn us: "Let me be perfectly clear."
Update: Bobby Flay is BBQing chicken on the Food Network. Tasty.