To continue yesterday’s saga of the failed presidential mission to convince the International Olympic Committee to award the 2016 games to Chicago, the liberal glitterati on Air Force One returning from the meeting did not take the news of their defeat at all well. No one conceded that Brazil and Rio de Janeiro had a legitimate claim on the prize. No, they lost because the hated George Bush had poisoned the well of international relations to such an extent that the IOC could not bring themselves to even consider giving the 2016 games to a country that could produce a George W. Bush. And to make matters worse, press accounts indicate the intercom was not functioning well, no doubt the fault of George Bush as well. After all, had he not taken several trips on that very same airplane?
The intercom on Air Force One
Crackled as they raced the sun
Across the wide Atlantic dimly seen
Assembled Dems and friends of O
Gathered for the blow by blow
Surrounding their Chicago king and queen
Oprah shouted out in glee
That when the whitesheet IOC
Trembled when they heard Obama speak
She knew the game was now in hand
They’d won again and full command
Was clearly in the grasp of all they seek
The crackling voice gave all a scare
They heard the fragment “de Janeir”
And wondered to themselves what did it mean
“It means Bushhitler’s still alive,”
Obama cried, “no mat I strive
To cleanse our country of his rotten name
It’s clear those white folks won’t accept
That black folks run the world except
For the every four year ‘Lympic game”
The saddened libs returned to seats
To mutter oaths and bitter bleats
Still blaming Bush for all that could go wrong
Then music made the big man frown
As Frank sang Chi is my home town
And Obie screamed to shut down that damn song