Yesterday, the Clinton camp issued a press release entitled:
The document claims that Obama has lied about his presidential ambitions, citing an interview with his kindergarten teacher in which she reveals that, at the tender age of five, Obama wrote an essay called I Want to Be President, a clear indication that he was already planning a trip to Pennsylvania Avenue. 23/6's crack investigative unit has located Obama's kindergarten diary, in which his ambitions for our nation's highest office are laid out.
August 29--My first day of school. We play ball. Teacher helps me dookie-dook like a big boy. We take naps. I ponder the effects a run for the presidency will have on my family. Will the sacrifices be too great?
October 31--I am a scarecrow! But am I just a strawman? Is America ready for someone like me? Do I have the vision, the creativity to lead? I did use macaroni to spell my mother's name on construction paper...I got a Snickers!
Dec 23--We had red punch in class and cookies. Yay, Santy Claus! Sally throwed up her cookies. Watergate has sullied the presidency. Sometimes I feel like a political nihilist--sometimes I feel the sheer audacity of hope...
January 8--I learned the letter "O"! Oatmeal! Ouch! Oath of Office!
March 17--Fart fart! Fart fart!
April 8--I want to be a race car driver! When I grow up I'm going to be my uncle! When I grow up, I'm going to blow up a spaceship, brrrrk, kkkkkkkkkkkk. When I grow up... no, I dare not say it yet. My whole future is at hand.
May 15--I pickeded flowers for Mommy. She sneezed. The Ides. A fateful day. I need to think. This decision weighs heavily on me. I pee-peed on the playground, but no one sawed me!
June 1--Say goodbye to Ms. Darmawan! She was nice teecher. She is pretty. Tomorrow I shall issue the document, "I Want to Be President When I Grow Up," officially throwing my hat into the ring for 2008. But even more important, I can now dookie-dook all by myselfs!