Or fear, either. I don’t hate or fear Barack Obama.
In fact, I’m beginning to be tolerably amused by his antics. He has absolutely no idea what he’s doing, and is absolutely convinced in his own mind that he’s omniscient. The combination makes for some of the best pratfalls since Mack Sennett. He’s Wile E. Coyote, absolutely certain that the latest products of ACME Corporation will git that thar bird, and when it comes apart in his hand it’s just short of hilarious.
The only thing that keeps me from rolling on the floor laughing is that this isn’t a movie set or a cartoon. Those really are the levers of power, and that really is the Big Red Button in the briefcase of the clean-cut fellow who is following him around. When he slips on a (metaphorical) banana peel, as he’s begun to do pretty much daily, the resulting explosion won’t be a special effect.