That innocent age when you wondered why out of millions of other kids in the world, why did all those boogie men choose your room to hide--strategically placing himself under your bed.
Barack Obama and like-minded Progressives represent generational despots, which we balanced people are forced to tolerate until they whither on the vine and eventually, like us, meet their maker, however for them, one must question whoever or whatever that might be.
If these blooming cretins had an ounce of concern about the well-being of the children in this country, why do they not take similar action when the battlefield is their backyard--e.g. Chicago. On any given day, but most likely weekend, countless gangland shootings take place, with any number of innocent kid by-standers getting caught up in the crossfire and ending up dead.
No boogieman to see here--just move along please. In March of this past year, one of the bloodiest weekends was witnessed by Chicagoans when random shootings left 10 dead and 40 wounded. PLEASE MISTER OBAMA....check all closets for BOOGIE-MEN!!! But indifference circumvents any prolonged search for the illusive boogieman, when his presence might focus embarrassment on his comparable colleagues pathetic inability to contain a problem many believe was generated by people such as Obama and other well-intentioned but naive community organizers. Sorta dove-tails with your Utopian vision of Unicorns grazing in every back yard and that elusive quest to fulfill those ambitious dreams from your father--eventually being successful at fundamentally transforming America.
Dreams are not real Mister Obama. No one has come forth with a mythical Unicorn lately and the only Boogieman running unrestrained, is the one you and your frenzied apocalyptic sycophants foist upon, about the only transformation you have accomplished, a gullible and unsuspecting America.
Ergo Mister Obama, there is really only one true boogieman, and more Americans are finally awakening to the realization that he is currently residing, along with other creepy Biden-like monsters, somewhere under a bed at 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue.