Two items concerning The White[y] House caught my attention today…
ITEM #1: ‘Oh!!!…You Mean Those Kind of Roaches…’
[Well, you have to be more specific when you're talking about The Choom Gang Years.]
From the National Journal, George Condon reporting, we learn [tip of the fedora to the Drudge Report]:
It was just a cockroach, one of millions around the world. But this one had a White House address, making it pretty special. Well, special at least to the reporters with workspace in the often-troubled basement of the press offices. Already this year, they have been treated to flooding, soaked carpet, mousetraps and the wondrous odors of mold.
“It was the size of a small drone,” said Martha Joynt Kumar, professor of political science at Towson University, who led the effort Wednesday to capture the bug. Kumar, who has worked out of the press offices studying the president-press relationship for almost four decades, wanted to turn it into the General Services Administration, the agency responsible for the building. “I wanted to bag it so that the GSA would know what kind of issue we had,” she said. “I chased it. But it got away behind some wiring.”
It is, of course, not the first time bugs or vermin have done battle with the humans who work in the 213-year-old building….
No, indeed, but, if the history related in the report in correct, this is the first time cockroaches have been found in The White[y] House.
The big question is: will the GSA, in their efforts to eradicate this menace, be ordered to distinguish between the four-legged and two-legged kind? If ‘yes’, then their efforts will ultimately be in vain.
ITEM #2: ‘My Brain Hurts…’ / Dr. Gumby: ‘It’ll Have To Come Out’.
From The Washington Pest, er, Post, Aaron Blake reporting, we learn:
Dan Pfeiffer, a top strategist for President Obama, visited a hospital twice last week with what officials describe as stroke-like symptoms, the White House confirmed to Post Politics.
Heck, I have ‘stroke-like symptoms’ every time Obama opens his lying, Bolshevik mouth on TV or radio, so I can imagine what it’s like having to listen to The Jug-Eared Dingbat Weasel all day long.
Message To The White[y] House staff: remember to watch for the signs of a stroke:
F.A.S.T….
F = Facial drooping: A section of the face, usually only on one side, that is drooping and hard to move
A = Arm weakness: The inability to raise one’s arm fully
S = Speech difficulties: An inability or difficulty to understand or produce speech
T = Teleprompter: Whenever it powers-up, that means Obama is going to speak — this is the point when a person is most likely to burst a blood vessel in their brain.
I leave you with a secret video made in The White[y] House Doctor’s Office:
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