Starting now, I presume. Barry tries to distance himself from the Rosen boomerang (if you can’t catch it, you shouldn’t compel it to be thrown).
Mmmm! I love the smell of…desperation. First, the Prez spends a week peddling the absurd “Buffett Rule”, which he’s now forced to admit will have about as much impact on the deficit as a crow would have on the Washington Monument if it alighted for a couple of minutes to sharpen its beak. Then, his campaign strategists unleash Hillary Rosen to attack Republicans for their mythical war on women, which assignment she executes by…attacking a woman (and, by extension, a whole lot of other women).
On the other hand, what else has he got? It’s not like Obama has a record he can run on (not if he expects to win, anyway). The safest prediction in the world right now is that we are going to see one hell of a nasty campaign from Barry & company, and it’s going to get nastier the closer he gets to seeing the handwriting on the wall. But let us maintain our equanimity, because, in January of 2013, God willing, we will be rid of this ridiculous stick figure of a president.