OldKentuckyShark's original reaction to excessively impassioned supporters of Obama, that gave rise to the Obamadammerung:
--Sam
"For Obama weeps tears of molten gold."
Quote: "Also, according to rumor, a single tear from Obama's cheek can slay demons and cure vilitigo and impetigo. His(Emphasis mine.)
stride is as of a titan's, seven leagues at a time, and while he holds a microphone in his hand he canst take no mortal wound wound nor shed a single
drop of his own blood. He speaks the native tongue of birds, and converses happily with all beasts of hoof and paw, even to the lowliest vole and marmot.
Gracious as the kings of old, Obama carries no money nor answers unkind word with like. Peonies spring up where his feet trod, and were he to lay his weary
head upon the ground a mighty cedar, like unto the old father trees of Bsharri and Barouk, would spring forth to shade his noble brow. In the elven tongue he
is Lothlornienel, with means "Laughter in the High Places", and the dwarves call him earthfriend, as well as "Khazad ak Manu", which
means "He who does not wear patriotic lapel pins." His is the drill that shall pierce the heavens: believe in him
believing in you! The Neocons speak of him in hushed tones in their shadowed, dusty halls, and refer to the ancient scrolls of the fallen empire of
Mnem, which foretells of the coming of the Dusky Childe, who shall scourge their number from the halls and rotundas and tear down the altars in the high
places and bring the three terrible plagues of Health Care and White Guilt and Political Transparency. They say that he will travel to Shibboleth - where the
heart of Karl Rove is kept, inanimate, inside a Canopic jar - and break the seals and feast upon the contents therein: and with the power thus consumed he
will erect a throne of jade and jasper and lapus lazuli, and rule upon it, and the thunderous gnashing of teeth from the Red States will play Hail to the
Chief as he ascends the dais."
--Sam
"For Obama weeps tears of molten gold."