O´s family (De)values

How’s the vacation going Mr. President?

You seem to have everything you could possibly need — an island full of trust-funded moonbats, a $7.6-million rented mansion, 70-or-so coatholders, plenty of billionaire Wall Street hedge fund managers to play golf with, a cocktail party in West Tisbury the other night hosted by an ex-NPR host — oh, how simply precious, NPR!

And surely you’ll be playing 18 holes any day now with Comcast/NBC chairman Brian Roberts — you can discuss what a wonderful job Rev. Al is doing on MSNBC, not to mention Comrade Chris.

But I’ve noticed two missing pieces of your fabulous vacation: Auntie Zeituni and Uncle Omar.

When are they coming down to the Vineyard to visit their famous nephew?

I mean, we all know what a great family man you are, and how deeply you feel that we all have to take care of one another. So Mr. President, why are your only two living relatives here in Massachusetts not joining you here in your one-percenter digs? This week is a chance for you to put your, or should I say our, money where your mouth is. You can reach out to the two people who represent so many Obama family values.

For goodness sake, the First Family just sent a helicopter to pick up Bo the dog. Why can’t they send one to the mainland to get the president’s own flesh and blood? Or use your Beautiful People supporters’ private jets that are stacked up at the Barnstable airport.

Or Auntie Zeituni and Uncle Omar could just take the ferry over. Does anyone know if the Steamship Authority accepts EBT cards?

Surely they would enjoy rubbing elbows with your radical-chic supporters. Auntie Zeituni — longtime illegal alien and by her own admission a welfare recipient, living in public housing, now granted “asylum” because of the danger she faces in Kenya. The danger of what? Getting a job, perhaps?

Uncle Omar — in the U.S. illegally for 50 years or so, with a driver’s license and Social Security number he has no business having, and no one does a damn thing about either of them. And when he lost the license a couple of years ago for allegedly OUI in Framingham, he eventually got it back, because the Registry claimed that although they had no idea how he’d gotten the license, how could they strip him of it?

What impeccable pedigrees — welfare, public housing, drunken driving, fake SS numbers and drivers’ licenses. Uncle Omar and Auntie Zeituni aren’t just your kinsmen, Mr. President, they’re your voters. (Yes, I know, Uncle Omar has never registered to vote in Framingham — surely some oversight.)

Here’s a thought, Mr. President. Once they’re down on the Vineyard, introduce them to Brian Roberts. He could use a few new hosts for his ratings-challenged moonbat network. How about … the Toure and Uncle Omar Show? The Maddow-Zeituni Report?

It couldn’t be any worse than anything else on MSNBC, could it?


No worries... as Zippy is NOT his brothers keeper.