Barack Obama just gave Rahm Emanuel a hearty kick in the ass, and Rahm rolled right out the door of the White House and into the trunk of Air Force Thug, the special Chicago mob car they use to travel back and forth to their home city, using a bootleggers’ tunnel that runs beneath the Erie Canal and the Great Lakes straight to John Dillinger’s Kenyan Socialist BDSM dungeon beneath Mayor Daley’s mausoleum (it’s the one with the star and crescent). Does anyone even remember the long-ago days when “Rahm Emanuel” was kind of a thing, and you people anxiously clicked blog posts about his adventures, which mostly consisted of having weird brothers and not having one of his fingers and just cold saving people’s lives all over theaters in Washington like a reverse John Wilkes Booth? Well, you did. You people loved Rahm Emanuel. Let’s laugh together, one more time.
On Rahm Emanuel’s last day as White House chief of staff, the Council of Economic Advisers presented him with their going-away gift.
“This is a dead fish!” Emanuel said, according to ABC’s Jake Tapper. Austan Goolsbee, President Obama’s recently installed Office of Management and Budget chief, presented Emanuel with the gift saying, “I talked to the policy team and we wanted to give you a going-away present — something to show how we feel about you but also shows we understand your new possibilities. I was the natural go between — I voted for you all three times you ran for Congress and even in that first primary. So here is your present.”
The dead fish is a wink and a nod to Emanuel’s intimidating management style.
Oh! We thought he just really loved dead fish, because he’s a Jew. But no, it’s a “wink and a nod” to the enduring meme of the teabagger/racist crowd, that if you’re a politician from the nation’s third-largest population center and the capital of “flyover country” (where real Americans live?), then you are by nature a hip-hop gangster, just like Al Capone.
It was way back on June 21 when lobsterback broadsheet The Telegraph announced that Rahm would be quitting after the midterms. This story was a common Limey lie, as he already quit, today, but still, it was correct in the sense that he was planning to quit. The announced retirement of Chicago Mobland Boss Richard Daley the 2nd apparently sealed the deal (written in blood, on a dead fish), because there is nothing Rahm wants more than to be mayor of the “Third City.” And maybe, right now, there’s a young sonofabitch newspaper columnist along the lines of the late great Mike Royko, ready to make a career of attacking Mayor Rahm! (Haha, not really. Mike Royko was a talented writer and a great reporter and he actually left his home/office on a regular basis to “get stories” and “meet people” and “not be a fucking blogger,” so obviously there will be no such character in the 21st Century, but at least we’ve got “HuffPo Chicago,” right?!)
Here’s comical gay ex-Congressman Eric Massa talking about the time Rahm stared at Eric Massa’s dong:
But America’s love affair with Emanuel had ended even before the Eric Massa shower incident — way back in February of this year, in fact! That’s when we noted that the last person who still thought Rahm Emanuel was awesome was … Dana Milbank. (This is how you know something is “over.”)
Autocratic mayor of Facebook Sarah Palin needs a new feud, because no one has paid her any attention in like a week. And luckily for Palin, it seems her Google Alert for “Rahm Emanuel retarded” is solid fucking gold today, as she has declared war with Emanuel for referring to attempts to pressure Senate centrists “fucking retarded,” which is an Alaskan-language slur that can be loosely translated as “cynical play-acting.” F’reals: “Rahm’s slur on all God’s children with cognitive and developmental disabilities — and the people who love them — is unacceptable, and it’s heartbreaking.” Trig wept.
And then we took a picture of Rahm at some pre-party or after-party related to the White House correspondents’ dumb dinner.
But mostly, Rahm saved people. He saved some random guy in a movie theater, for example:
Heartthrob angel of death Rahm Emanuel went to the movies Saturday night! He went to see a sports movie called The Wrestler at Washington’s E Street Cinema (the one that serves beer), and was getting all amped up to see Marisa Tomei’s boobs until the guy next to him had a seizure, at which point he just started cursing at everyone.
Rahm saved his life, according to Ben Smith.
He even saved the life of his worst enemy, somebody in Congress … we have to look this up. Was it Hastert? No, it was the guy in Tom DeLay’s district:
Everybody thought Rahm Emanuel was going to be such a hard-ass mobster for Barack Obama, but the actual strategy seems to involve Rahm personally saving people all over Washington every day, until everybody in town literally owes their life to Rahm. The superhero chief of staff saved a congressman yesterday, and not just any congressman, either — Emanuel saved the Republican now representing Tom DeLay’s old district!
Olson was working out in the U.S. House Members gym on Capitol Hill at about 6:20 a.m. when he collapsed. White House Chief of Staff Rahm Emanuel, who also was working out there, was one of the first to reach Olson after he went down, Olson’s spokesman, Luke Marchant, said.
Also, one time we did a quiz about Rahm and his various brothers who are ballet dancers or something, the end.