Our Savior is off to Florida for golf lessons. He needs a break from the endless campaign for his socialist agenda, currently being pursued in lieu of what he was elected to do — preside (hence the word “president”) over the federal government.
In fairness, his swing does need some work; and having your worldview and delusions of infallibility and brain-surgeon-like intelligence shattered by a real brain surgeon (at a prayer breakfast of all places) can be tiring.
The first hour of the trip cost more than the combined annual vacation spending of any 100 of we average, unworthy, rabble (i.e. taxpayers) here in San Luis Obispo. Air Force One costs $180,000 per hour to operate. Add the cost of transporting two limos, support vehicles, security personnel and assorted hangers-on and we’re talking a real blowout of a vacation.
Meanwhile, Michelle and the girls are enjoying a separate, more modest, vacation in Aspen, Colo., the playground of the nation’s political elite, intelligentsia and ultra-wealthy (commonly known as Democratic donors). Though not as expensive as using Air Force One as a golf cart, this little jaunt will only set us back a few hundred thousand dollars.
How are we worthy of this royal eminence?