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11/5/14

Barack Obama's Diary: Woe is me! O, Woe,woe, woe...

Dear Diary: I am in shock, SHOCK,  I tell you. Not about the elections [geniuses like me are seldom appreciated in their own time] but from the lava flow on the Big Island burying my  small plantation  of Blueberry Yum-Yum, the merlot of marijuanas. I went to bed early last night -- as is my habit at critical moments like the night of  the Benghazi incident. This morning, as I consumed my Honeynut Cheerios, I switched off my iPresidentophone, to preempt  any impudent calls from Vlad, Bibi, and their like, offering  gratuitous advice on winning elections. But enough about me.