…”Having spent the last four years poisoning the well, Barack Obama is now shocked to discover that he can’t drink from it.”
Moral of the story, kids: karma. It’s what’s for dinner. And sometimes – well, here’s the thing. If you know that a man has a personal sense of honor, or patriotism, or ethics, or whatever it is that keeps him from… taking thoughts to their logical conclusions… and you shamelessly take advantage of that to squeeze concession after concession and retreat after retreat out of him… sure, it works. And I suppose that there’s a certain sick joy in watching him be aware of the fact that you’re taking cynical and vicious advantage of his better nature.
But eventually that stops working.