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PROTECTING THE PRESIDENT–From What Threatens America

23d5bc8c4bfb4c3883c5bd887f23aeb6-e1312336036269Originally posted at Clash Daily

In response to Omar Gonzalez running across the North Lawn to the North Portico of the White House and entering the executive mansion, the Secret Service is now locking the doors so it doesn’t happen again.

Thanks to Omar Gonzalez breaching the White House border, the Secret Service is also considering screening all visitors at designated checkpoints before allowing them to enter public areas outside of the president’s home. That means if Granny wants to tour the People’s House, there’s a good chance she may have to endure an extensive TSA-style pat down.

But obviously what holds true at 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue does not apply everywhere else.

Think about it: trespassers who jump the fence on our Southern Border are not tackled and hauled away in a police car. Instead, despite some of them being a threat to defenseless Americans, illegal immigrants are given a warm welcome by the man the Secret Service is scrambling to protect.

What’s ironic is that laws are in place at the White House, and well they should be, to protect the safety and well-being of the man who purposely puts American lives at risk.
Maybe Obama hasn’t experienced it, but it’s an awful feeling when one realizes they’re being victimized needlessly.

And awful is how most Americans feel right about now.

Our children and loved ones are being overrun, and in some cases even hurt, by those hopping the border fence. Moreover, thousands of American children are being infected with rare viruses and bacterial diseases that are being imported by illegal fence-jumpers Obama has encouraged to swarm our streets, cities and classrooms.

Worse yet, undocumented gang members, teenage assassins, ISIS, and all manner of social detritus continue to have free movement in American communities. Meanwhile, to ensure that such trouble stays far from the White House door, checkpoints – that don’t even exist on a large part of our Southern border – are being set up so that innocent American tourists can be screened.

The White House already had procedures in place to stop intruders, but because none of those measures were employed, Omar Gonzalez may end up spending 10 years in prison. However, for the rest of us, there is still no ironclad protocol or increased security measures in effect, or even up for discussion, to ensure our safety. Therefore, unlike the president, every American remains vulnerable.

Why? Because what’s good for the Big Goose does not apply to the little ganders.

Recently, 40,000 convicted criminal aliens were released by United States Immigration and Customs Enforcement. These people, all of whom had jumped a fence like Omar Gonzalez, but unlike him are now wandering free, taxing our healthcare and economic system, infecting our children, and, in essence, threatening everyone’s lives except Barack Obama’s.

Moreover, thus far there is no coordinated effort to deter threats like MS-13 gang members, ISIS terrorists and other dangerous characters on the Southern Border from doing what Omar just did on a smaller scale. So basically, outside the White House grounds the citizens remain defenseless and the message to America is that one person matters and the rest don’t.

Case in point: For a 16-year-old girl in Washington state, things didn’t go as well as they did for Sasha and Malia, who had just lifted off by helicopter together with their father for a weekend getaway at Camp David, when clearly disturbed Iraqi vet Gonzalez, with a car full of ammunition, two machetes, and a serrated knife with a three-inch blade arrived on the North Lawn.

The teen in Washington State had no one to protect her from an illegal alien named Roger Emilson Acosta-Pagoada, who illegally crossed the Rio Grande and spent 120 days in jail, then managed to find and subsequently rape a young girl and threaten to kill her and her family if she reported what happened to the police.

Mr. Acosta-Pagoada’s victim didn’t have the luxury of Belgian Malinois attack dogs, Secret Service agents, roof snipers, or alarms. Quite the contrary – she was needlessly placed in a dangerous position by a president whose progressive political ideology takes priority over the safety of American children.

As the rest of America endures the plight of the dangerous immigration policy he’s imposed, it must be comforting for Barack Obama to know he doesn’t have to worry that in the future Omar Gonzalez, or an illegal immigrant like Roger Emilson Acosta-Pagoada will show up on his doorstep to threaten him and his young daughters.

The White House Deports Two Border Crashers

301dc3bba7b83ba8f6f540915fded97cOriginally posted at American Thinker

It’s President Obama who urges illegal invaders from all over the world to jump the fence on the border, infiltrate the jobs and neighborhoods of regular folk, and proceed to leech off the American taxpayer.

What the president seems to have forgotten to tell those he’s waving in by the millions is that the border he’s relaxed everywhere else in America remains inflexible when it comes to the periphery of the Presidential Palace.

In other words, people can jump fences as long as the fence isn’t surrounding the president’s house.

That’s the kind of mixed message that apparently confused some poor schlub who must have figured that what’s good for the citizens of Texas, Arizona, and California must certainly be good for the guy who’s telling people who sneak across the border that he, above everyone else, desires to receive them with open arms.

But as we should all know by now, what the president says isn’t exactly what he means, especially when it comes to his safety and the safety of his family.

That’s why the intruder who recently jumped the fence at the White House and made it all the way across the North Lawn, through the North Portico, and into the executive mansion was promptly tackled and removed from the premises.

Much to the surprise of 42-year-old Omar Gonzalez of Copperas Cove, Texas, rather than running into the arms of the guy promising amnesty to anyone who successfully busts through the southern border, he was apprehended by a Secret Service detail.

That means that unlike Border Agents who, instead of doing their jobs, are baking birthday cakes for “unaccompanied minors” and changing diapers — and in the process have contracted bacterial pneumonia, the White House border agents at least try to protect the perimeter of the house where Barack Obama parks his bedroom slippers.

Behaving like an illegal immigrant determined to make his way to the safety of a sanctuary city, the White House border crasher must have taken his cue from the millions of illegals who successfully run, swim, or motor their way into America’s heartland, because Gonzalez “ignored officers’ calls for him to stop and ran towards the White House.”

Regrettably for Omar, it turns out that after he scaled the fence and officially arrived at 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue, the president, Sasha, and Malia had just lifted off via helicopter from the South Lawn, headed to Camp David for the weekend.

Undoubtedly, had the first family been home the Secret Service would have been told to stand down and Gonzalez, a man with a dream, would have been invited inside by an understanding amnesty advocate and offered a hot meal, a warm shower, a free education, Obamacare, an Obama phone, and a job.

Similar to an illegal alien who, despite being deported, remains on the radar, Gonzalez, purportedly an American citizen, was on the Secret Service’s radar.  Yet somehow the Iraqi war veteran still made it across the White House border.  Thankfully, Gonzalez was armed only with a knife with a three-inch blade and a serrated edge and did not have a “Fast and Furious” gun.

It’s unclear how Mr. Gonzalez initially made his way onto the grounds.  It could have been human smugglers who drove him north, or maybe he walked thousands of miles in the hot sun to reach the North Lawn of opportunity, or perhaps Omar hitched a ride from Texas to DC on a crowded, foreign-germ and rare virus-riddled Death Train.

Either way, after being apprehended Omar was taken by ambulance to George Washington Medical Center for a medical evaluation, compliments of the American taxpayer.

With the White House already evacuated, an hour later Secret Service agents and sniffing dogs were still investigating the scene of the North Lawn intrusion.

And there’s more.  Secret Service spokesman Ed Donovan said that the very next day a second man looking for a better life was arrested for encroaching on White House grounds. That man initially made the long trek to the gates of Obama’s house on foot, was turned away, and then returned a second time in a vehicle.  After refusing to leave, he was arrested for trespassing.

What all this means is that, although busting through the border around the United States is no longer considered a crime, busting through the border around the president’s house is considered a serious offence that thus far has not been defended with cries for amnesty.

How can this be fair? Aren’t people who invade places they have no business being currently the poster children for presidential pardon?

That’s why it must be very confusing for both of these men, because every chance he gets Barack Obama publicly demonizes anyone who criticizes his refusal to extradite those who jump fences a little further to the south.

After all, these two White House visitors were really no different from the illegal trespassers who have been given a great big border-crashing pass from none other than Barack Obama.

That’s why if President Obama were truly fair, after making it all the way into the executive mansion, Omar Gonzalez and the guy in the vehicle who violated the White House perimeter would have been given amnesty and allowed to stay

Barry, Can you Spare a Bedroom?

Originally posted on BIG Government

You can imagine homeless man James Dirk Crudup’s confusion when he was detained by the Secret Service after innocently “jumping the fence at the White House” hoping to avail himself of the free perks Obama keeps touting for the poverty-stricken.

Mr. Crudup, carrying all his earthly possessions in his backpack, managed to scale the fence on the north side of the White House, whereupon he and his luggage were both promptly taken into custody.

As a precautionary measure, the seized belongings were closely examined by the Secret Service, DC Fire, and EMS.  Thankfully, “nothing hazardous was found,” although no one mentioned whether or not the knapsack contained an extra pair of the homeless man’s dirty socks.

Reporters were on site during the fracas and some “saw agents …with weapons drawn…one agent could be seen on the roof of the [White House] peering through a pair of binoculars,” but it’s unclear as to whether he was routinely posted there to look out for rodents in the Rose Garden.

As a homeless man, Mr. Crudup epitomizes “the neediest amongst us,” and is a part of society that the President draws on to justify his ever-expanding entitlement system.

With that in mind, in a time of unlimited “fairness” and shared prosperity it makes one wonder why the homeless Mr. Crudup was apprehended at all, especially since it was reported that Barack “Caretaker of the Needy” Obama was in the White House at the time.

Sleeping on sidewalks with newspapers and magazines as a mattress and pillow, the hobo may have happened upon a March 2009 issue of Vogue.  It was way back then in an article entitled “Michelle Obama: the First Lady the World has Waited For” when Andre Leon Talley shared his impression that America’s new First Lady Michelle would be swinging open the White House doors and welcoming in the great unwashed.

Andre said: “It’s been an awfully long time since strangers off the street could wander right into the presidential mansion, but Michelle Obama’s intention is to open up the White House again in a spirit of diversity and inclusion…She is like the neighbor organizing a block party; everyone is invited.”

It may have just taken Mr. Crudup some time to get his nerve up before responding to Mrs. Obama’s open invitation; but after listening to the President talk so much about divvying up wealth and possessions, he finally decided to take her up on her generous offer.

The North Lawn was where James the patriotic nomad was apprehended.  Good choice, because on a hot summer night, Obama would surely understand why a guy without a bathtub would want to take a dip in the versatile fountain Michelle Obama dyes green on St. Patrick’s Day.  In the dog days of summer, why not open to the public the cascading fountain on the front lawn of “The People’s House” which, when free of green food coloring, could certainly double as a pool or bathtub for those less fortunate.

Homelessness is one of the primary reasons Obama maintains that selfish Americans need to learn how to share more. Maybe Crudup took the President literally and thought that if there was anyone who would understand the plight of a bed-less person, Barack Obama would be that man.

The President is the one who keeps reinforcing the idea that some people have much more than they need, which raises the question: Does a family of four really “need” 25 bedrooms that could otherwise provide sleeping quarters for individuals without homes?

Due to the Obamas’ claim of a heartfelt commitment to “sharing the wealth,” Mr. Crudup may have been fully convinced that Obama would welcome a homeless person freshening up and then bunking down in a spare bedroom.

But instead of a dip in the fountain and a snooze in a featherbed, James was led away with “his hands behind his back” and charged with “unlawful entry and contempt of court for violating a stay away order from the White House.”

As the Secret Service, who presently rent a waterfront cottage from Joe Biden, already know, unless you’re a homeless man spending the night curled up on a cot in a jail cell for the crime of taking Barack Obama at his word, nothing is “free” if Democrats are the ones asked to do the sharing.

Costa del Solace – American Thinker – August 10, 2010

Originally posted at American Thinker

Those of us who thought the “Michelle tours Marbella” saga ended after the First Lady dined on char-grilled turbot with the King and Queen of Spain and returned to Washington DC were mistaken.

Seems today the Obama spin team has taken prevarication to a new level.  I knew things were getting dicey when Michelle decided to skip the Starlite Gala hosted by Obama friend and frequent White House guest Eva Longoria, and Zorro, better known as Antonio Banderas.

Supposedly, the star-studded event was coincidentally scheduled for the same weekend Michelle and her entourage visited the Villa Padierna.  Trust me, with the Obamas nothing happens by chance.

When Mrs. Obama surprisingly declined the invitation to Marbella’s toniest event, it was obvious Barry must have warned America’s jet-setting first wife to cool it because political blowback was splashing all over him and the Democratic Party.

Bloggers, cable news shows and every major news organization, including even CBS, questioned the Spanish trip’s timing.  Americans struggling to pay mortgages and feed families justifiably felt Michelle’s “ritzy vacation in Spain while the U.S. faces tough economic times was off-message — as was highlighting the beaches in Spain after urging Americans to head to Florida’s Gulf Coast to help out the tourism industry impacted by the BP oil spill.”

Americans are disgusted by Michelle flaunting excess in the face of struggling unemployed citizens who just last week were told the España excursion was a “private” mother-daughter trip.  Fed-up, people are not buying the newest heart-wrenching story that the five-day jaunt to Spain was a self-sacrificial outing made to comfort a mourning friend. As a result, damage control is officially in full swing.

Lynn Sweet of the Chicago Sun Times wrote that Michelle Obama “made the trip because she promised one of her closest friends, a longtime Chicago pal who just lost her father, she would spend time with her.”  Are Americans supposed to believe that a quarter-million dollar plus, transatlantic taxpayer-funded trip took place in lieu of a belated condolence card and a floral arrangement?

The story being circulated is that Anita Blanchard, Michelle’s obstetrician, lost her father recently and supposedly, “Mrs. Obama was not able to make the funeral at the beginning of July.”

Does Michelle Obama rearrange the calendar only for vacations, but not for funerals?

Dr. Blanchard purportedly promised her daughter a trip to Spain for her birthday and invited Michelle and Sasha to tag along to spend post-funeral time together. So let’s see, Michelle left Barack with Oprah Winfrey on his birthday to travel with baby doc Blanchard to one of Europe’s poshest resorts.

How did the conversation unfold?  “Oh Anita, I’m so sorry about your dad’s untimely death. Let’s assuage the grief by spending some girlfriend time eating tapas and chatting inside a canvas beach hut beside the sunny Mediterranean Sea.”

Sorry, but Michelle strutting through Marbella in a one-sleeved black and white Jean Paul Gaultier top and oversized Chanel sunglasses doesn’t exactly convey the message of a woman consoling a bereaved friend.  Maybe it’s just that Middle America is unacquainted with the Chicago funerary tradition of flamenco dancing a month after burying a parent.

The White House is also saying that Mrs. Obama did not travel with three-dozen close and intimate friends as reported in the press. So why were 60 rooms reserved in the Villa Padierna for an average of $2500 a night?

According to Mrs. Obama’s spokeswoman Catherine McCormick Lelyvel, the grief getaway included “six White House advance staffers and two East Wing staffers, Deputy Chief of Staff Melissa Winter and Mrs. Obama’s personal assistant, Kristen Jarvis.”

In addition to the 250 security personnel supplied by the Spaniards, Mrs. Obama employed “three shifts of uniformed and plainclothes agents and military personnel flew with her on a big Air Force 757.”

In addition to attempting to clarify Michelle’s trip, Lynn Sweet asked the obvious question: “So why did Mrs. Obama go to Spain at this time? She’s not tone-deaf politically.”  Does the Washington Bureau Chieffor Chicago Sun Times mean politically “tone-deaf” on the style of President Obama?

In the article entitled, “Inside story of Michelle’s trip,” a probative Lynn Sweet inquired even further: “What was behind the ‘mother-daughter’ vacation?”  You mean besides perusing exclusive shops, strutting around town in strappy Maison Martin Margiela sandals, sunning on a balmy beach, dining in exquisite restaurants and paying homage to Spain’s “cultural tribute to Muslims” Alhambra Palace?

Presently, presidential Spin Meisters are submerged in a campaign to head off trip-to-Spain flack and are answering Sweet’s inquiries by saying Michelle “felt it was important as a dear friend” to do what? Travel to a five-star resort, barricade off large swathes of a public Marbella beach and flout the privileged perks of the elite in the face of struggling Americans?

Presidential apologist and shameless lackey, White House press secretary Robert Gibbs was asked at a briefing if there was any concern about “the appearance” of Mrs. Obama’s Spain trip.

With a straight face, Gibbs actually made the following, very private statement: “The first lady is on a private trip. She is a private citizen and is the mother of a daughter on a private trip. And I think I’d leave it at that.”

Wrong! The day Michelle Obama launched the Let’s Move governmental task force and became America’s spokesperson/monitor for BMI and CEO of the fatty food patrol, the First Lady officially became a very public figure.

This week that same public figure expects America to swallow the story that $75,000 a day was spent on the Costa del Sol to console a bereaved friend, when overdue hugs and tears could have been shared in Washington DC at no cost to the American taxpayer.

Barry Channels Motown

Plummeting in the polls and on the precipice of losing the battle for health care reform, Barry has suspiciously been  missing from the Oval Office for hours at a time. Famous for retreating to the Southern Portico for a nicotine fix, the President couldn’t even be found under what he has renamed the Tobacco Road arches.

The mystery was recently solved when muffled music could be heard coming from the White House  garage.  Secret Service surrounded the structure and stormed the building happening upon a surprised and embarrassed Barack Obama.  Seems as though the President had been hiding in a man cave dressed in a snappy aquamarine velvet suit, a ruffled tuxedo shirt and shiny-white Vic Damone shoes practicing songs and dance steps by Motown kings like the Four Tops, Marvin Gaye and of course, the Temptations.

Depressed and unable to cope with rejection, America would be shocked to find out that when Barack Obama feels  faklempt he works through nervousness and anxiety by revisiting familiar Motown tunes.

After the President’s peculiar Motown predilection was exposed and hoping to spare the leader of the free world humiliation, shocked Secret Service personnel reacted to the discovery by spontaneously breaking into applause, which over the last year has proven to consistently soothe a savage Barry.

After a final French inhale, crushing a Marlboro on the oily garage floor a revitalized “Renegade” asked the men in navy blue if they wanted to be the first to see what he planned for the next press conference to convey to the American public innermost feelings billions of spoken words failed to express?


Stumbling around for a response, awkwardly looking at each other and uncomfortably chuckling, the stunned security detail took off dark sunglasses, removed communication earpieces, loosened dark ties and said, “Sure Renegade.  Let it rip.”

Excited to share innovative ways to communicate with the nation, teary eyed Obama first expressed confusion over the nation’s flailing opinion of him.  Then, the President solicited  affirmation shyly asking, “You guys love me, dontcha ?”

After a round of Kleenex and a long lingering group hug, uplifted the President disappeared behind a makeshift stage curtain. Changing into a tuxedo jacket Barry, who can’t quite figure out what has changed over the last year accompanied on the bongos by Eric Holder, emerged singing an apropos “What’s Going On?”

Taking a bow even  the Prince of Motown Marvin Gaye would be proud of, Obama moved on to a special sympathy inducing performance choreographed specifically to “beg” wavering Democrats to vote for health care reform. Exhibiting vulnerability Obama admitted he’s a desperate man who  “Ain’t Too Proud to Beg.” Leaving  no time for a response, the President emerged in a gold outfit in memoriam of the late David Ruffin complete with over-sized, gold-tinted aviator glasses breaking right into…


Obama skilled at left hand clap and fancy left dance spins prepared to segway into the next number. Stopping only to share with befuddled observers a song he felt fully embodied the sustained downward spiral the presidency has experienced since Election Day.  Bearing a striking resemblance to Soul King, Jimmy Ruffin and being a recipient of  “love that has now departed,”  Barry asked the poignant political question, “What Becomes of the Brokenhearted?”


Turning and whispering loudly behind the curtain, followed by the sound of shattered glass after which Obama said, “All right…all right calm down!” Smiling a discomfited half smile and turning again to face his audience Barry rolled his eyes, regained composure and introduced a very tall woman claiming to represent Obama supporters donned in a Mary Wells pageboy wig.  The woman pledged loudly that at all costs  she’d remain true to the man she affectionately referred to as “My Guy.”

Vowing disagreement will no longer be tolerated, Obama shared a Nancy Pelosi inspired proposal for an officially mandated national response to everything he says henceforth, called the Barry Bravo.   Calling up four reluctant Secret Service men, Obama did a run through of the “The Clapping Song.”  To set the tone, Obama insisted, whether in agreement or not, everyone enthusiastically clap along.

After retiring striped T-shirts and clam diggers the security detail backed slowly toward the door, put on sunglasses, adjusted earpieces, tightened ties and left behind Peaches and Herb under a disco ball “Shaking Their Groove Thing” — fully assured the Motown connoisseur, still crooning away in the garage, was not the one in need of protection.

This is fictional parody.

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