The People's Cube - Political Satire

Michelle Obama [email protected]
To: you

There's one thing I forgot to mention:

If you chip in to support the campaign for the big deadline tomorrow, you'll also be automatically entered to have dinner with my husband.

I had the chance to go to one of these "Dinners with Barack" just a few weeks back -- and trust me, you don't want to miss out on it.

Make a donation of $3 or whatever you can here: flushmoneydowntoilet.org

Thank you,
Michelle

What you will be getting next if you fail to comply...
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Michelle Obama [email protected]
To: you

Ok, maybe I didn't make myself clear. You missed the big deadline and the chance to have dinner with Barack. I'm sure you're feeling bad about it so we've decided to schedule another one so that the folks like you who missed out won't be disappointed.

Make a donation of $3 or whatever you can here and you will automatically be entered - that means you don't have to do anything else to be entered besides give money: flushmoneydowntoilet.org

Thank you,
Michelle


Still don't get it? Maybe a little more persuasion....

Michelle Obama [email protected]
To: you

OK, I'm starting to get a little bit concerned here. Are you simply not comprehending what I'm trying to say to you? Don't try to pretend you're out of town or something and don't have email access... I know you're home and I know you read these emails I sent you. Don't play dumb with me.

Now, once more... contribute $3... that's three lousy dollars, less than what you spent on that Caramel Mint Latte at the Starbucks on the corner of 3rd and Maple last Tuesday morning... to our campaign and you'll automatically be entered to have dinner with Barack Obama... he's the PRESIDENT in case you've forgotten... If you DON'T send the money, you WON'T be entered and you'll MISS the chance to have dinner with him. Got it? flushmoneydowntoilet.org

And don't try giving me that "check is in the mail" jazz.

Michelle


Some people are just a hard sell...

Michelle Obama [email protected]
To: you

OK, I think I get what's going on. Maybe you simply don't WANT to have dinner with Barack Obama, is that it? If that's the case, why don't you just come out and say so instead of giving me the silent treatment?

Look, if we said or did something to piss you off, we're sorry... No hard feelings, OK? And don't worry because Barack's the PRESIDENT and commands shitloads of Navy Seals and CIA killers and other such people who can break into someone's apartment at 53 Main Street on some random night without being seen and off somebody and make it look like an accident or natural causes, because we're not those kind of people. We don't hold grudges.

Unfortunately, some of our friends are. But don't worry, we'll talk to them and calm them down.

Hey, we heard you're doing pretty good in your job as a head buyer for a department store! Made over $200,000 last year! Good for you! You've got a good career going there, just don't do anything to mess it up like getting caught with a few kilos of coke in your 2010 bright green Ford Escape.

See ya,
Michelle

Based on the actual email sent to a reluctant contributor:

Click on the advertising $3 chance at a meal with the Huseeins and you get this:

https://www.barackobama.com/obama-for-a ... up_300x250

You mean Barack let Michelle have dinner with him????? Did he eat any of her root vegetable soufflee?

Nookie, he had to in exchange for her letting him watch ESPN.

Aren't Our Obammunist Masters exactly The Totally Perfect Model Of The "Human" "Family" Now Operating Under The Model Of The Glorious World Of Next Tuesday?

(And by the way, who wouldn't want to snuggle up to Commisarka Moochster for a little Adult Entertainment - If You Know What Every Male Member Of My Collective Means...)

What is $3 if it keeps the black Tahoes from rolling up in a certain driveway in Central Tennesseistan? It is for the good of Dear Leader and by extension the State. He has so much work still to do. What is the money for anyway? Seems to me that dictators have no need for the formality of an election. We can't vote or even drag Dear Leader out of office nor should we try. The only being that can get him out of our House is Mr. Reaper. Long Live Dear Leader!

yuri trotynov wrote:The only being that can get him out of our House is Mr. Reaper.

Nah, that Reaper d00d, he gotta hoodie thang goin' on, bee-otch - he not goin' there, bro.

What's wrong with a hoodie? Only the finest, most up-standing members of society wear hoodies up in here.

If I win a dinner with Obama and he flies me to the white house and stuff and puts me up in a hotel room and all that... do I have to pay taxes on all that? They aren't doing it as a gift, right? You've got to enter the contest by giving them a fee. I don't wanna pay all those taxes just to have dinner with somebody that's going to talk about himself all night. Please! How lame.

yuri trotynov wrote:What's wrong with a hoodie? Only the finest, most up-standing members of society wear hoodies up in here.

Exackly my point, (g)nome sayin'? Reaper, he an' Dear Leader, they got it goin' on.

Margaret, as soon as Next Tuesday™, Nov. 6, 2012, is past, EVERYthing is gonna be taxed. To the max. Get used to the idea.

You like your arms where they are? Let the wookie win!

Obama National Redistributors Clearing White House Dinner Sweepstakes: a tax on a country that can't do math.

Red Square wrote:Obama National Redistributors Clearing White House Dinner Sweepstakes: a tax on a country that can't do math.

The dream of the socialist revolution is rather like the dream of winning the lottery. Once liberated from exploitation and the alienation caused by the one-percent, the great engine of socialism will produce all our needs and everyone will be able to enjoy life to the fullest because we will all have the riches of society for our own! This is best summed up by Marx:

Marx wrote:"In communist society, where nobody has one exclusive sphere of activity but each can become accomplished in any branch he wishes, society regulates the general production and thus makes it possible for me to do one thing today and another tomorrow, to hunt in the morning, fish in the afternoon, rear cattle in the evening, criticise after dinner, just as I have a mind, without ever becoming hunter, fisherman, herdsman or critic."

When Nancy Pelosi said that ObamaCare would, by giving health care to the young, free them to pursue their dreams and then more recently said that ObamaCare guarantees life liberty, and the pursuit of happiness, the narrow-minded bourgeoise scoffed, thinking her a bird-brain. But her reasoning is straight Marx - who is no dead Dodo.

The socialist dream is the Great Lottery! The revolution will provide all you need to pursue life to the fullest!

Your lottery ticket is a man, Barack Obama. But you can't win if you don't play.

I just opened this page - and look what Google dragged in as part of its ad service.



It's because we're having a discussion on this subject.



Perhaps Google should invest into developing an algorithm that detects sarcasm.

LOL!! Ahh, yes - the sarcasm procedure! I do believe it's right next door to the cynicism detection method.

public void sarcasm()
(if website == "ThePeoplesCube")
{
Things != as they seem;
}

R.O.C.K. in the USSA wrote:LOL!! Ahh, yes - the sarcasm procedure! I do believe it's right next door to the cynicism detection method.

public void sarcasm()
(if website == "ThePeoplesCube")
{
Things != as they seem;
}

<html>
<head>
<progoff>
<b>LMFAO</b>
</progoff>
</head>
</html>

Well, IOTW just did a parody of Michelle's ad above. Enjoy!

Red Square wrote:

I just opened this page - and look what Google dragged in as part of its ad service.



It's because we're having a discussion on this subject.



Perhaps Google should invest into developing an algorithm that detects sarcasm.

Once in a great while missing ads makes me miss out on something rather ironic XD

It must just be my dirty mind genes but every time I see that popup at YouTube or whereverthefuckelse.org I think of that album by Eddie HarrisI think that if I was in I wouldn't be a tellin' Mr. Obama. "Baby, I'm your back door man!"