There's nothing like pain to make one aware of one's needs.

I'm writing this in the middle of the night, unable to sleep due to a double migraine. By the time I will get the pain down to a manageable level, there will be no more time for sleep. Work beckons, and I can't afford a day off. There is therefore nothing to it but to do it, with dark sunglasses, ear plugs, gritted teeth and clenched fists.

One can gain some interesting insights while combating cranial calamity. One such that has occurred to me tonight is in regard to Obama. He's been on my mind a great deal lately, despite my lack of recent output. His actions - or lack thereof - call loudly for comment across many areas of national distress, yet I've been unable to get my own act together to answer. It is taking intense pain to get me focused, and pain is the focus of my insight.

Back at about the end of the primary campaign, Obama boasted about "bringing a gun to a knife fight". Yet since he took over the occupancy of the Oval Office, one wonders if his gun has run out of rubber bands and paper clips. His shots are generally wide of the mark, and when he does score a hit, it doesn't seem to smart much. Yet his political opposition has risen from the living dead and now roams the nation, Bowie knives in hand, slashing at the Truth with impunity while he's increasingly hiding behind the barricades waving the white flag instead of boldly striding forth to do battle.

It's as if he's afraid of feeling pain. I wish I could send him my migraine. Then he would know what pain is!

What can such a person, tripping over his own feet of clay, say to those who are losing faith in him assuaging their pain? When will those whose future income has been assigned to support huge banks, which are not returning the favor by foreclosing on their homes, going to be comforted? Where will all this money (in the form of $24 trillion worth of empty promises) ever come to repay what funds are spent? Why was it that the banks were saved quickly while the unemployed continue to await relief? At least Bill Clinton has the sense to commiserate even if he didn't feel pain himself! All Obama is delivering is more promises that help is on the way alongside platters of empty platitudes about voluntary service to a nation that could use some.

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