Hey You Get Off Of My Cloud

Obama didn't get elected to warranty your muffler. He's here to warranty your life.

-Charles Krauthammer 40,000

You know, I share Krauthammer's sentiment--no, really--that "the notion of presidential car warranties strikes me as simply too bizarre, too comical, to mark the beginning of Yankee Peronism." At the same time, I find the persistent insistence by Chuckles and company that technomanagerial efforts to direct this or that facet of the economy distract the President from his real job as enemy-devouring Imperator, dieu-donné, charged with the mortal existence of all 300 million of his charges simply too bizarre, too comical . . . well. I mean, yes, let us by all means grant the President not only the right but the solemn duty and obligation to construct a worldwide panopticon enforcing its all-seeing Defense-diktat with death drones and killer robots and preemptive wars and a global gulag of black-site prisons, just so long as he stays away from our boards of directors.