**Written by Doug Powers
Add another one to the pile of disgruntled former funnelers of the Hope & Change Kool Aid:
I knocked on doors in my neighborhood of Kensington, Brooklyn. I started talking to strangers about Obama on the subway. I told people they needed to pay attention to this guy and read his book, “The Audacity of Hope.”
After The Post ran a story about me, Obama called me personally and asked me to tell my story at a New York fund-raiser.
At his Cooper Union speech on March 27, 2008, Obama hugged me and said, “This is my guy in New York.”
I went to volunteer full time for Obama and was soon hired as an organizer for the campaign.
Two years later, I’m living a more sober reality.
My life is not better. I’m a college graduate and I still can’t get a good job.
I’m back working as a doorman at a Manhattan hotel earning peanuts because my wife was diagnosed with breast cancer and I need the health insurance again.
I share the same sentiments of Velma Hart, the woman who confronted Obama at a town hall last week, saying she was tired of defending him. The idea of leaving New York is even on the table.
Obama has let professional politicians take over the White House — and our dream of change.
Kind of ironic, isn’t it? Obama promised to open all sorts of doors for Greg Smith and he ended up being the one who’s a doorman. This is why I only like voting for people who don’t promise to open any doors for anybody — only to keep the path to the door clear of as many government obstacles as possible.
However, instead of offering himself as proof of Obama’s failure to deliver rainbows, gumdrops & unicorns to his front door, Smith should look to his own life for evidence that he was had from the git-go. After all, it sounds as if Smith’s wife had a pre-existing condition that is now being covered by an evil health insurance company, he’s working for what he’s getting, he wants to do better, and I’m guessing he’s not thrilled with the level of taxation in the Big Apple. Welcome to the party, pal. He might want to give conservatism a shot in November instead of putting his life on hold for false promises based on false premises being read from sheets of plexiglass.
But Smith wasn’t alone this past week. Shepard Fairey — the artist who created the Soviet bloc-esque Obama “Hope” poster that put many a reality-challenged progressive, la-la-land economist, socialist pickpocket, member of the Powell wing of the Republican Party hell bent to validate PT Barnum, not to mention every outright freeloader, in a state of visible arousal — has also lost Hope:
“There’s a lot of stuff completely out of Obama’s control or any of the Democrats’ control,” Fairey allowed. “But I think there’s something a little deeper in terms of the optimism of the younger voter that’s happening. They wanted somebody who was going to fight against the status quo, and I don’t think that Obama has done that.”
To be sure, Fairey still supports Obama, and he says he would use his talents to assist the president’s re-election efforts in 2012. But he said that he couldn’t design the same Hope poster today, because the spirit of the Obama campaign hasn’t carried over to the Obama presidency.
You got exactly what you voted for, Shepard. Unfortunately, so did everybody else.
Even certain celebrity dingbats are losing Hope. Some of the “more money than brains” Hollywood crowd are realizing that, in Tinseltown terms, they signed on for a project based on a script that read like a $60 million Chicago-style remake of The 10 Commandments and instead ended up in a $3 trillion version of Plan 9 From Outer Space — except worse.
**Written by Doug Powers
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