It must be tough...being so freakin' brilliant that, in an effort to speak to the minions you benevolently rule, you must sort through the near encyclopedic brain-warehouse that is your infinite mind and spit out rapid fire sound-bites that then get twisted & commented on by the likes of…uhm…us.
I surprised that we haven’t developed a way for Barack to telepathically send his brilliance to us via TOTUS & thus save him the excruciating embarrassment of these verbal missteps which if my calculations hold up, have occurred at least once in all fifty seven of these United States.
(uhm...58 counting Cuba) 
