The oil disaster was in its 56th day when President Barack Obama finally addressed the nation yesterday.
You are the president. That means you’re not merely our top political official—you are our leader; our guide; our conscience. You are there to do what’s right for the American people—not what’s right for your political future.
Fifty-six days. There’s no excuse for such a glaring lack of leadership. Blind liberals argue that there was nothing he could do; that BP had to clean it up, and the government had almost no power. Bullshit. Today Barack Obama will meet with BP’s chairman—for the first time. How is this possible? Blind supporters will argue, “Well, he’s been to the Gulf endlessly since this happened.” I say, Who cares? I don’t want another photo op; a shot of Obama eating a crab sandwich outside of some little shop. I want a president who finds the best way to work this out; who drops nearly everything in the name of easing our worst-ever environmental disaster.
Worst of all, thanks to the bullshit that is politics, Obama is in the same boat as the slime Republicans who were screaming “Drill, baby, Drill!” not all that long ago. His energy policy called for drilling along the Gulf—meaning he’s as helpless as Palin, Mitt, McCain when it comes to slaming the industry.
This hurts me, because I genuinely like Obama, and have been encouraged by many fascets of his presidency. But if this is a test—perhaps The Test—he is failing miserably.