"Sing a new song unto the Lord, let your song be sung, from mountains high."

And by the Lord, I mean Barack Hussein Obama, or, in what passes as wit in some sections of the Republican punditry, The Anointed One. Some Republicanesques are up in arms about a cute song some elementary school kids made up and sang as part of their celebrations of Black History Month:

Barack Hussein Obama,

Mmm mmm mmm.

He said we must all take a stand

to make our country strong again,

Mmm mmm mmm.

Barack Hussein Obama

Mmm mmm mmm.

He said we must be clear today,

equal work means equal pay

mmm mmm mmm

Barack Hussein Obama.

Brainwashing, they are screaming! Khmer Rouge! Personality cults!

Then there was that kitenge dress worn recently by total cutie Victoria Rowell above.

Now, President Obama, if you are reading this, I know a man who leads a country in which women very happily wear his face on their boobs and bottoms, and in which children sing praise songs in his honour. If you watched Amanpour on CNN last week, you may have seen him looking like Tootles the old Lost Boy in the Robin Williams version of Peter Pan who could not find his marbles. Also, he made his quintrillionth address to the General Assembly the same day that you made your first. You are the fifth American to be president since he's been in power. I am sure you know who I mean. Trust me when I say that you do not want to be spoken about in the same breath as that man. A word to the wise and all that. Wink wink.