I woke up this morning, opened up my safe, and did a quick inventory, just to make sure that Obama didn’t execute a secret plan to employ the Underwear Gnomes to secret into my house at night and steal all my guns. Fortunately, they were all accounted for.
Of course, I have not yet been to the range to see if The Messiah has altered the laws of chemistry to make powder and primer cease to function. There are also reports of failures of rainbow farting unicorns to appear, and Obama has yet to offer Tam to pay for replacing her car battery. Pretty clearly some have been seduced by a false messiah.
It’s phase two that always causes problems.