The Madness of Queen Michelle LaVaughn Robinson Obama

The Madness of Queen Michelle LaVaughn Robinson Obama

Sorry to disillusion anyone but things aren’t always what they seem to be and are rarely what some people wish to be. That sad note of enlightenment applies especially to Michelle LaVaughn Robinson Obama.

All those fat kids out there whom the FLOTUS has been weaning off burgers and fries and turning on to kale wraps and grilled hummus will be disillusioned. All those kids who knocked on the door at 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue on Halloween and were given raisins and dried fruit by President Barack Hussein Obama’s wife will be disheartened.

Nevertheless, truth must be told: Michelle Obama isn’t a very nice person and I know, I know, it’s ungentlemanly and rude to say such a thing.

Likewise, it’s unladylike to trash the nation that accorded you the opportunity to feel special by saying, a mere three years ago, “For the first time in my adult lifetime, I’m really proud of my country” and telling Carla Bruni-Sarkozy, the bride of the president of the French Republic, a few months later what she thought of her First Lady job: “Don’t ask! It’s hell. I can’t stand it!”

Harry S Truman once said, “If you can’t stand the heat, get out of the kitchen!” I would say, if you’re a malcontent, go back to Chicago!

I somehow doubt Mrs. Obama visits the White House kitchen very often except maybe to tell the chefs to be sure to check calorie counts on meals they prepare for the president–even as she gobbled up (1500 calorie, 141 grams of fat) braised short ribs while on one of her many vacations at Vail Village, Colorado and downed 1565 calories (cheeseburger, fries, chocolate shake,) on her July visit to D.C.’s Shake Shack.

LiveStrong.com described the ribs meal as “decadent.” They don’t know the half of Michellian decadence, and hypocrisy.

When any woman, any man, repetitively and publicly demonstrates a distaste for his or her country and her position, brazenly milks that unelected post for all it’s worth, and preaches one thing while practicing another, her class, her integrity, and her ”ladyhood” as well as her patrioism are called into question.

Michelle LaVaughn Robinson began life in modest surroundings as the daughter of a civil servant and a secretary. She rode that modesty to Princeton where she truly blossomed–into the closet radical she is today, a fact she hides admirably well.

However, try as she did, she couldn’t hide her senior thesis and her racially-charged praise for the Black Panthers, her endorsement of “the need for Blacks to separate themselves from White society in order to strengthen the Black community,” and assailed the “white cultural and social structure that will only allow me to remain on the periphery of society.”

Never heard that? That’s not surprising but feel free to peruse “Princeton-Educated Blacks and the Black Community–A Thesis” here: http://tiny.cc/bnmtc and “Michelle in Hell” here http://tiny.cc/2pmw0

Michelle LaVaughn Robinson graduated Princeton and went on to wed Barack Hussein Obama and the rest is history, her history of bad-mouthing our country, of electioneering at Chicago voting venues, of hostessing lavish White House birthday bashes for her hubby, of poetry readings featuring black racists like “Common,” and of establishing records for profligate vacationing during lean times.

The thing is, Queen Michelle doesn’t give a damn about discretion or public perceptions of her conduct because she is confident Barack’s MSM will cover for her, which it has, again admirably.

Still, as an ostensible Christian, she must be at least minimally burdened by her behavior, a factor . . .
(Read more at http://www.genelalor.com/blog1/?p=5868.)