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5 Thoughts On A US Gold Medal In 4-Man Bobsled

5. Really? No offense fellas, but I need to see the tape.

4. Who kidnapped the Germans?

3. Who slashed the tires of the Austrians on the way to the event?

2. Was it under "First team down free of life-threatening injuries wins" rules?

1. I definitely want to see the team collective "Oh, snap! I think we actually won the bobsled" Face.

Post-Script Rant: I saw something on a major non-left political blog saying, "Since Obama is uncofortable with American exceptionalism, would he have preferred the bronze?" First thought: I question the premise. President Obama is the living, breathing epitome of American exceptionalism. The whole campaign was one long commercial about how his achievement of becoming president (and his life before this) would not be possible elsewhere. Were all those mocking criticisms of his 'soaring' rhetoric hollow lies? Only a person who believes the reality of American exceptionalism can win on it. You can argue that his policies make us less than exceptional; you can argue that he doesn't love America as much as you do. But, in point of fact, I detect that some are frustrated that a man whose policies (or even personality) they detest has bested them, as I wrote that Obama knows "how to translate American exceptionalism into liberal-ese, if you will." The candidate who projects a hopeful confidence wins every single time. Instead of mocking him for "Hope and Change," figure out how a winning strategy came to rest on a non-existent army of Hillary Clinton supporters (!) and grumpy old white men, who apparently just realized that black people can vote. In order to demonstrate the GOP's understanding that its policies must appeal to all people in a fresh, foward-looking way, they nominated...a grumpy old white man, who wouldn't know optimism if it walked up and shook his hand in between the glass of prune juice, and the morning shouting match. Look, I ain't a progressive, pinko-commie anything. But you can't do if you don't win. And if you can't lay off Obama during an Olympic bobsled race, for cryin' out loud, I feel sorry for you. Now quiet down; you sound like a McCain supporter.

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I'm dubious on the premise of Obama supporting American exceptionalism and not Obama exceptionalism.

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