This expression comes to mind after watching President Barrack Obama the last seven years.
Early on, he told a Republican Congressman with whom he was negotiating over the budget, “Don’t call my bluff.”
I’m not a saloon poker player, but I do know that when you bluff it’s important not to tell the other players.
Obama bluffed. He told the Republicans he was bluffing. He asked them not to call his bluff. They called it. And Obama folded. Huh.
In the field of negotiating with the opposing political party, it was Obama’s first rodeo.
In his first two years, Obama submitted proposed budgets to Congress. Unsurprisingly, his budgets got zero votes from the Republicans. More surprisingly, they also got zero votes from the Dems, who controlled Congress at the time.
In the field of negotiating not just with the opposing political party but also with his own, it was Obama’s first rodeo.
He did get votes from his own party for “Obamacare.” That legislation was very controversial, so he should have known that the words had to be exactly right.
Instead, they were sloppy. In one case that went to the Supreme Court, the White House was left contending that their language was an epic typo.
In agreeing, the Supreme Court observed that the legislation “contains more than a few examples of inartful drafting.” The Court concluded that the language “does not reflect the type of care and deliberation that one might expect of such significant legislation.”
Ouch. That’s judge-speak for, “Don’t you lawmakers know how to make a law?”
As an inconsequential junior senator, you see, Obama had never even written a traffic ordinance. In fact, as a state senator in Illinois, he’d voted “present” on 129 occasions.
In the field of legislation, Obamacare was his first rodeo.
Speaking of Obamacare, Obama’s team had years to prepare the website for people to enroll. But do you remember what happened when the website went live?
It immediately went dead. Even after critics predicted the website would fail, Obama didn’t bother to make sure that it wouldn’t.
In the field of management, it was Obama’s first rodeo.
Overseas, he exhibits the same uncanny knack for turning whatever he touches into rodeo waste. For example, he bragged about obtaining the release of one U.S. soldier in exchange for four terrorists being held by the military.
OK, maybe one American patriot is worth four terrorists.
Except that the soldier wasn’t actually an American patriot. He had been captured because he had deserted. Now that he’s back, the army is initiating a court martial. He will go from being imprisoned by the enemy despite his desertion, to being imprisoned by the U.S. Army because of it.
Meanwhile, the freed terrorists are doing what terrorists do: They’re terrorizing.
In the field of dealing with terrorists, it was Obama’s first rodeo.
Which brings us to the Iran deal. Obama announced that we have to accept a deal that will nuclear-arm the bad guys who have pledged to gun down Israel – and us too. (And that’s the best case scenario, assuming no epic typos this time.)
In fact, the Iranians foamed “Death to Israel” and “Death to America” on the day the deal was announced.
Our teleprompter-reading tenderfoot says America has to trust the promise of these serial liars not to annihilate us, while distrusting their simultaneous threat to do precisely that. The reason, he says, is that after six years of dithering it’s too late for him to get a better deal.
He blusters that he has stampeded “99% of the world” into supporting his murky, bad and belated deal with these psychopaths. But polls show that most of the American people (remember them?) do not.
The opponents include several leading Dems. In retaliation, Obama implied that they are traitors. As for the Dem opponents who are Jewish, he all but accused them – Americans citizens who are members of his own political party — of being part of a worldwide Jewish cabal.
I wonder if he thinks the Saudis, Jordanians and Egyptians who oppose the deal are part of that same Jewish cabal.
It was Obama’s first nuclear rodeo. He showed up late, embraced his enemies, smeared his friends, fell off his horse and got stomped on to boot. Like a rodeo clown, he then declared himself the winner.
At the rodeo, clowns are funny. In the Oval Office, not so much.
Liberals like to claim without evidence that Obama is the “smartest president ever,” apparently because that unsupported condescension makes them feel good about themselves. Or maybe they’ve seen his college transcripts and admission scores that have been kept secret from the rest of us.
But even those liberals can’t bring themselves to claim that he is good at negotiating, managing, legislating, leading, handling terrorists, helping friends or standing up to enemies.
Next time, let’s hope the people send to the rodeo someone who has been there before, and not just to vote “present.”