Barack Obama on economic crisis: 'We didn't know how bad it was'

[PapaG]

Didn't he say the same thing before the 2010 elections?

By JENNIFER EPSTEIN | 12/13/11 6:31 PM EST President Barack Obama said Tuesday he wishes he knew the full extent of the economic crisis when he took office, if only so he could have let Americans know just how tough the coming years would be.

"I think we understood that it was bad, but we didn’t know how bad it was,” Obama said in an interview with KIRO in Seattle. "I think I could have prepared the American people for how bad this was going to be, had we had a sense of that."

Obama’s comments came as he sat down with a string of local TV reporters on Tuesday morning to sell his proposal to extend the payroll tax cut while highlighting the end of the Iraq war. He also did brief interviews – all under 10 minutes – with WVEC in Norfolk, Va., WEAR in Pensacola, Fla., and KOAA in Colorado Springs, Colo.

http://www.politico.com/politico44/2011/12/obama-we-didnt-know-how-bad-it-was-107355.html

 

[3RA1N1AC]

as the pressure doors slip open, there was a sense of dread in the air. our missile launch was in retaliation to their own accidental one, and all had apologized appropriately, but still, lives were lost, and feelings were still raw. my depressurization medication coma was wearing off and i still felt a bit groggy.

the antartican prime minister, dr tobias boon, met me at the threshold of the subterranean station.

"ah lord benjamin, nice of you to join us" purred dr boon, "im glad that we have this opportunity to address this issue face to face, we feel deeply sorry for our inadvertent launch"

i was smug. "well thank you for the kind words and your hospitality prime minister, i too am sorry for any loss of life our counterattack might have caused, but you can surely understand our position."

"absolutely lord benjamin, hopefully we can continue to work together as nations, and continue to usher in this new era of prosperity"

"indeed" i replied, but even as i did, this feeling of dread was building to higher levels, i had nticed half of the welcoming party unable to hide their contempt, and a few of them were wearing a knowing smirk.

i was getting the sneaking suspicion that i would never see the beautiful purple sky again.

i was lead to my quarters, nice enough, and instructed to wait there and become presentable for dinner. as i sat reading the "history of the southernmost polar secation", a small boy of 10 walked by my chamber.

"are you the man who killed my mother?" he asked tearfully

"no child, i am not, in fact the blame lies in the hands of the very man who fired at us. whithout his mistake, ALL would still be of this world", i replied as warmly as i could.

"my dad says that you are the one...i heard him"

i got down to one knee to look him in the eye...."well, you run along and go find your dad, and ask if he would be so kind to address me directly in this matter..."

"yes sir" and the kid scampered off

jeesh these fucking eskimo fucks were a melodramatic bunch.

as i prepared myself for dinner, i noticed myself getting a little groggy. surely they were drugging my water, or maybe my air, and i figured they were likely to torture me before extinguishing my life flame.

i would get the jump on them.

while chanting, i readied my secret blades in each of my 6 hands, and set my eyes to stun. no need to waste my batteries this early in the fight.

 

[huevonkiller]

Great job Lord Benjamin. You need to finish those punks off bruh.