A Word From the Maximum Hep Cat

According to this Yahoo News article, “For Obama, hipness is what it is”, our president “has this awareness that other presidents haven’t had. He’s white, and he’s black. He’s an elitist, and he’s regular folk. He’s not pinned down to a perspective.”


"H-e-e-y-y-y, Daddy-O! What it is? You heard the man: no squares in this White House, Pops, no off-the-cob icky Jeffs, nothin’ but hummers straight down the line. Did you dig my dicty struttin’ in Europe and down in Banana Land? Even taught Hugo the secret handshake. Everything’s copacetic, Jack; I’ve got the world in my kick and we’re cookin’ with gas.

Now, I know what some of you gates are thinkin’; 'Hey, Prez, what about the government gettin’ into the gravy? We’re gonna find ourselves down to a nickel note when the grocer says only a sawbuck will do.' Ease off, man, you’re comin’ up on the wrong riff. You’re talkin’ to the hep cat in chief, togged to the bricks and in the groove, a solid sender from way back. All our little problems gonna be sewn up in just a few ticks, with the help of David 'Alligator' Axelrod, Tim 'Bagman' Geithner and Joe 'Plugs' Biden. So nix that salty jive while I lay out my racket. Well, awwwwruthafussit!"