The Dog Ate My Face
Erm, has Michelle Obama just swiped, or perhaps “redistributed”, something from the little girl on the left?
She looks all disconsolate (although maybe she’s just intelligent for her age and realizes that her future’s screwed as long as the Obamas are at the controls) while Michelle is deliriously jubilant for some reason.
Then again, I’d be that happy if I’d worked for the University of Chicago Hospitals.
The perks are magnificent: should your spouse get elected to the State Senate, then your salary is automatically tripled!
If you decide to take a year off work, then you still get paid $63,000 for that year!
Plus your job is really only half a job, but it was seperated into its own position on account of your hubby’s standing!
And what did Michelle have to do in return?
Why, nothing more than turn away “urban” patients from the hospital.
Easy peasy, lemon squeezy.
Which included the unfortunate Dontae Adams, who, after a pit bull tore off his upper lip, was given a tetanus shot, antibiotics and Tylenol, then promptly told to scram. He subsequently had to take an hour-long bus ride to another hospital for surgery.
But don’t blame Michelle – she was probably too busy thinking about her next pair of $500+ sneakers.
[Michelle Malkin has far more depth on this matter here, including, wait for it, a connection with scumbag supreme, David Axelrod. Yay.]
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June 19th, 2009 at 12:04
She and her husband are two rotten peas in a pod.
June 19th, 2009 at 16:39
[...] the meat … . On a tip from Lyle. Cross-posted at Moonbattery . Also see: Michelle Malkin The Dog Ate My Face – trackacrat.com 06/19/2009 Er, has Michelle Obama just swiped, or perhaps “redistributed”, [...]
June 20th, 2009 at 22:50
That job was SO important that after Michelle left, they didn’t find a replacement. Hmmmmm….
June 20th, 2009 at 23:05
Emma, welcome to the site!
And welcome to the wonderful world of Michelle Obama, where people create extremely well-remunerated non-jobs just for you!
June 21st, 2009 at 16:47
[...] Deliriously jubilant for some reason. Track-a-’Crat [...]