9/9/13: Patient is pacing around his private quarters with his head in his hands. Vlad Putin called while I was there and said: "Obamavitch, how are your efforts at launching a limited strike against Syria? I have a surprise for you Obamavitch.
Bwaaahha!ha! We've persuaded Assad to hand over his stockpile of chemical weapons to us. So you no longer have a pretext for attacking him. How's that for smart diplomacy, Obamavitch? Watch Uncle Vlad and learn.
Bwwaaaha!ha! "
Patient sat on his ivory throne and sobbed. "What am I going to do, Doctor? I have pre-taped interviews for all the major networks for tonight. And now Putin is going to make me look like a fool." [I refrained from telling the moron that he had accomplished that on his own] "
Bastard! Putin, you Bastard! Patient repeated. He called Valerie Jarrett to ask her what to do. I took the opportunity to slip away.---
Dictated by S.H. Rink, M.D.
