When the curtain went up on Obama Theatre’s latest presentation, staged at a town hall meeting sponsored by LinkedIn.com, the performance was the same as it has always been. A theatre critic would describe Obama’s act as tired, tedious, and repetitive. The President delivered the same stale routines and predictable themes upon which he’s long relied. There was nothing new, nothing creative. His message was inescapably vacant and laughably sophomoric. 

Yet one scene stood out, wherein an obvious cast member sheepishly asked Obama, “Will you raise my taxes?”

Shouldn’t we expect more dynamic dialogue from an Obama production? And such a tepid delivery on the part of the supporting actor! Where’s the feeling? Where’s the enunciation? Even a theatrical novice realizes that persuading Obama to raise taxes is like persuading Lindsay Lohan to party, Charlie Sheen to toot his own horn, or Pamela Anderson to take off her clothes.

The tax masochist recited his lines and relinquished the spotlight, which is common for co-stars in an Obama production. He was simply another supporting actor in the class envy song and dance Obama has performed on every stage short of Broadway. The leading man — President Obama, defender of the powerless and champion of the downtrodden — boasts a substantial résumé of similar performances. The LinkedIn.com town hall meeting was just his latest credit. 

When Obama plays the advocate for affordable housing there’s a Henrietta Hughes in the audience. When Obama needs to demonstrate his powerful personality a smitten supporter swoons like a teenage girl at a Beatles concert. When Obama bullies the rich about paying their “fair share” a wealthy capitulator begs for a tax hike. And we’re supposed to believe these displays aren’t staged? Obama and his entourage of conspirators are as natural as FD&C Yellow No. 10 and as predictable as a date with Jenna Jameson. 

The Obama Show grows more tiresome with each performance, especially when it includes wealthy stooges begging pathetically for an opportunity to pay higher taxes. For the umpteenth time, any rich person who thinks they own too little stock in the federal treasury can write a check to Uncle Sam any time they choose, and for any amount they deem fair. The fact is that Obama’s affluent fawners aren’t at all interested in paying more taxes. But they don’t mind everyone else paying a little extra to support the Obama agenda. 

Obama and his interchangeable troupe of supporting characters are playing us for suckers and we should be up in arms. Yet a goodly number or our countrymen gobble up this indigestible tripe and beg for an encore.

The curtain goes up on Obama Theatre every time a wealthy person begs the President for the privilege of making greater contributions to the IRS. The intent is to convince Americans that surrendering their production to big government is both sensible and patriotic. But each dramatization is pure fiction, staged for the immature and gullible patron.