This is just plain ol' pitiful. This is from Barry's rally in Ft. Myers Florida this week, where the woman asked for and got a new home from Obama. I purposefully muted the sound because I want you to concentrate on the zombie-like expression on the woman wearing white.

She's standing next to the welfare queen, Henrietta, and as Obama approaches, you can see the Stepford-like glaze in her eyes and looking like a brook trout. She stares at him breathlessly, and as he turns to walk away, you can see her mouth "I love you, Barack!" and at the final moment you can see her purse her fingertips to her lips, as if to start to blow him a kiss. Did she pass out after that, or did she just throw her panties at him? Hell, one of the NY Times bloggers already wrote about all the women she knows who fantasize or dream of having sex with Barry. This lady is living proof of that article.

Don't know if she ever did finish that air-kiss, but frankly, I don't mind that I don't know. I've had just about enough Obama worship for one day. Hell, for that matter, for a lifetime! But hey...I guess I'll have to muddle through because I have a blog to run.

Anybody got any Maalox? And do you know if it makes for a good chaser? No wonder they call his supporters Obama-bots. Mind-numbed drones, who will become slaves to the government he's creating.

Fend for yourself? The HELL you say! Why should I? Barack is going to save the world and take away ALL my worries. Oh, yeah... and with that will go all my freedoms.

No thanks, Barack. You can keep the "hope" AND the "change."