>>Just who are you talking about here? Obama and the liberals?

LOL.

The Fate of the Titanic
(an allegorical tale by Jors Trulee)

Captain Obama rushed to the bridge. Sure enough, there in the distance was a massive iceberg and the ship was headed straight for it. "How did this happen?" he asked, aghast. "It happened on the previous watch," replied the First Officer. "There's a party they want to attend so they drove the ship as fast as it would go. We warned them, but they insisted."
"We'll need to try an emergency turn," said Obama. "Warn the crew and passengers!"
"I think it's too late," said the First Officer. "We built up so much steam on the previous watch that there may not be enough room to turn away from it."
Obama grabbed the intercom. "Hear this!" he called. "We are about to make an emergency turn. All brace! Repeat, all brace!"

Down in the dining room, the passengers were congratulating themselves on the speed with which the ship had proceeded on their instructions. They were not impressed to hear news of a change. "Thanks, Obama!" snarled one resplendently dressed woman as she raised her brandy snifter. Everything was going so well, speed records were being broken, and now this fool turns up and the first thing he does is cause havoc."
She turned to the Chairman of the owning company. "Go to the bridge and tell that imbecile not to change course," she demanded. "I will," he harrumped as he strode purposefully from the room.

At which point the deck began to tilt. It tilted further and further as Obama tried his emergency turn. "I say, this is putting the whole ship at risk!" hollered a red-faced man at the next table. "And look what he's caused now!" he spluttered, pointing to a glass of Chateau Margeaux that had slopped onto the starched white table cloth. "Thanks, Obama!" they chorused.

Then little Timmy, who had been roaming the ship, spoke up. "It's your fault. You set the course on the previous watch and you've driven us straight at an iceberg. If the Captain can't turn the ship, we'll be wrecked."
"You little whipper snapper!" scolded one of the passengers as she fingered her pearls. "I've sailed this course all my life and I know better than you how to set a course. How dare you suggest that anybody but Obama is to blame? Get down to the scullery and do my laundry, that's all you youngsters will ever be good for!"

Meanwhile up on the bridge, Captain Obama argued with the Chairman who was demanding that the emergency turn be stopped. "Look!" urged the Captain. "That's an iceberg and if we don't turn, the ship will be lost. Just look!" But the chairman refused to look. "This is my ship and I say the only risk is the one you are creating. Stop this foolishness at once or you will be relieved of duty!" Sighing, Obama reduced the emergency turn... at which point a long scraping sound was heard and the ship shuddered. The rest is history.

Except for one thing: there were some lifeboats into which piled the first class passengers. As the ship sank, they gasped in dismay. "How could it come to this? I've lost my best pearls and a golden locket!" cried one of them as she pulled her fur shawl closer around herself. "That idiot of a captain!" Meanwhile in the icy water, everybody else was dying. The last thing they heard was a repeated chant from the warmly bundled passengers in the life boats: "Thanks, Obama!"