Sam Anderson is not in the Tank for Barack Obama

Certainly not. It's perfectly normal to compare a speech that hasn't even been given yet to Winston Churchill speaking in tongues.

Barack Obama’s upcoming speech at the Democratic National Convention is—barring the miraculous reanimation of Winston Churchill’s corpse...to recite the Sermon on the Mount in twelve different languages—pretty much a lock to be the rhetorical blockbuster event of the summer. The speech offers, among many other hooks, a tidy dramatic symmetry. Obama first stepped out of the political phone booth on this occasion four years ago...In ten minutes, America watched him rip off the rumpled suit of anonymous, mild-mannered state-senatorhood and squeeze into the gaudy cape and tights of our national oratorical superhero—a honey-tongued Frankenfusion of Lincoln, Gandhi, Cicero, Jesus, and all our most cherished national acronyms (MLK, JFK, RFK, FDR)...Obama has since managed to justify much of the hype.

I think Sam needs to take a cold shower. Barack's last blockbuster rhetorical oration, the phantasmagorical Philadelphia Speech on Race, was compared to Lincoln, Cicero and Shakespeare. It was the greatest combination of phonemes since...since...since...well, ever.

The fact that it was a mere six weeks until the whole thing turned out to be a bag of gaseous nonsense caused only momentary pain for his adoring minions in the press. Thank goodness for gay marriage here in California, otherwise panting teenyboppers like Sam Anderson would slit their wrists in total despair. Thanks to the California Supreme Court, at least they now have hope.

Bloviate? Yes, we can!
H/T: IMAO and the DIY Obama Poster Maker.