Barry’s Temper Tantrum

I understand his mea culpa over the Republican wave was a doozy. No mea culpa, actually. Of course not. Megalomanical. Narcissistic. Childish. All the usual Wormtongue encomiums. I don’t think he called anyone chickenshit, though.

But I can’t say for sure. I didn’t watch it nor will I read it. I can’t stand the sight of the man, his voice or his lies. Play golf for your last two years, Barry, take the Mooch on expensive vacations. Sign a garbage-bag-full of executive orders. Whatever. I just want to live long enough to see you retire.

Via Instapundit.

UPDATE:  Listening is not his strong suit. Or negotiation. Or telling the truth. Meanwhile, his lapdog news media, no doubt fearing having to do some real work, i.e. reporting, with the Republicans in power, are urging him to double-down.