Continuing the mantra of “I never met a communist I didn’t like,” the Obama’s welcomed Chinese Dictator Hu Jintau to the White-house with open arms and a formal dinner this week while his Democrat cronies prattled on about China’s currency policies and paid token lip service the country’s human rights violations, all the while warning China that “If they don’t straighten up, we’re going to use some really tough language, Little Mister.”

Note to our comrades in Congress: have you looked in the collective mirror lately? Anyone noticed that China holds the majority of US debt to the tune of $1   trillion? Threatening China with tariffs at this point would be akin to telling your loan shark to take a flying leap off the nearest skyscraper, with equally horrifying and predictable results. Cement shoes, anyone? Stop with the useless posturing and set your own finances in order before you start telling others to balance their checkbooks.

Personally, I think the biggest points scored for the Obama’s were by Michelle with a tie-dyed flaming red and orange something-or-other that must have been retro-fitted from a set of movie theater drapes, which was overly dramatic and so, fit the occasion perfectly, in her own obtuse way. Hu knows? Maybe the drapes in question will be returned to said cinema and enshrined after the occasion.

I also wonder if they re-gifted those Chairman Mao tree ornaments, or if the dinner plates were leaded with Mao’s likeness. Yum!

On a related note, a classic rock band has weighed in on the situation:

Heh, sorry. Couldn’t resist.

Here’s another relevant one: