Ain't it jus' a big, fat shame?

Ah, retirement’s great, ain’t it? Youse jus’ sit dere on da porch in yer rockin’ chair, takin’ it easy, no worries. Be a real shame if yez all had yer dough cut off ‘cuz dere wasn’t nuttin’ in da national bank account to back up doze social security checks, an’ nuttin’ to pay da goombas who cut da checks even if dere was.

Hey, but it ain’t da boss’s fault, see? It’s dat cross-town gang a’ Republicans what don’t care if yez have to eat dog food or sleep under a’ overpass in a Maytag washing machine box. I mean, it ain’t like da boss ain’t out dere pullin’ for youse ol’ geezers a hunnert percent. An’ all dat malarkey about da huge government debit? Get outta here! Dat’s jus’ a lotta scare talk. Da government ain’t spendin’ nuttin dat a little arm-twistin’ on da fat cats can’t fix, see? So, all youse ol’ farts out dere? Don't let dem GOP punks push yez around. Jus’ leave everyt’ing to us. It's in da bag.

Update- From Bruce, in the comments: "In this case, against the usual laws of caricature, parody softens the shock of hearing the leader of the free world play such dirty sectarian politics (holding pensioners hostage) to such a dubious end - throwing the nation into a quicksand of debt, and the dollar-dependent world into a potential crisis."