I came across this blog and this guy has some controversial views. I copied and pasted the article below. On hallowed ground where giants such as Abraham Lincoln, John F. Kennedy, and Franklin D Roosevelt once walked, now stood the likes of Katy Perry, a pop star more famous for giving blowjobs to her philandering boyfriend Russell Brand then for her music. In close proximity was the artist Usher whose sex tape has recently gone viral on the internet. This was President Barack Obamas inauguration day in the White House, an orgy of glitz, glamour and pretentiousness. One would have been forgiven for believing they had stumbled upon prom night in the ghetto. It was reminiscent of the type of bash MTV might throw up on an awards night. A Paparazzi’s wet dream. Alicia Keys, Kelly Clarkson, Jennifer Hudson, amongst others partied hard into the night. ‘Tweets’ were delivered from the White House by celebrities directly to the masses. The White House was getting a taste of the ghetto. The newly inaugurated President Barack Obama had a “Gangnam style” dance off with Usher. Hung on the walls above the leader of the free world the ghosts of former presidents looked down from their gold framed portraits. One of those who looked down from the wall was Abraham Lincoln, who, in his Gettysburg address in 1863, wrote movingly about the sacrifice’s the dead had just made in the decisive battle of the civil war. Lincoln ended his brilliant speech with the words, “that we here highly resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain -- that this nation, under God, shall have a new birth of freedom -- and that government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth.” In 2013, in the same place Lincoln penned his Gettysburg address, Alicia Keys sang a song with lyrics of “He’s the president he’s on fire. Obama’s on fire. Obama’s on fire.” One wonders if Abraham Lincoln turned ever so slightly in his grave. This was pure theater, celebrity hot air at its grotesque best, leaving a fowl stench for anybody discernible enough to notice. Beyonce Knowles lip synched the American national anthem to rapturous praise. It was a metaphor for the day. What we really had here was a homage to a synthetic new world where style reigns supreme over substance and results. But the masses greedily lapped it up, energetically waving their American flags with references to how “cool” Obama was. In the hit American TV show Happy Days a character named ‘the fonz’ was the coolest guy in town. He could simply click his fingers and turn music on and off. The Fonz was cool but nobody was going to trust him with the family checkbook. ‘Cool’ don’t pay the bills. In 1963, during the height of the Cuban Missile crisis President Kennedy gave an address to the nation from the White House that ultimately averted World War III. In the same building in 2013, the first lady energetically bounced her ass from side to side as she danced with some unknown teenager to the song “all the single ladies.” Someone called Chrissy Teigh, who was invited to the White House bash, tweeted a picture of herself hung-over the next morning simply saying “Bleeeehhhhsjsksjsjskjsbsjsknsksksn. Worth it.” It was a night where class was rendered defunct. Barack Obama has well and truly “sexed up,” being USA President. But is this new focus on style and glamour a cover for an alarming lack of real substance? The president talks the talk but he’s yet to walk the walk. Undoubtedly, if we were referring to a cat-walk Obama would excel and woo the crowds with his good looks, style and swagger. The President would have had the late fashion designer Gianni Versace eating out of the palm of his hand. He oozes swagger. But beneath the veneer one wonders what really lurks and only the next four years will truly reveal the truth to whether Obama is a poker player on a spectacular bluff. Obama champions gay rights, gun restrictions, and healthcare reform, and undoubtedly they all have their own merits, but it’s the Elephant in the room of the economy that should take precedence. It is this one singular issue that Americans care about the most. The President is a bit like a man standing on quicksand, gazing into the magnificent horizon of possibilities before him, but he fails to notice that with each passing second he’s sinking further and further right underneath his own feet. In the meantime, Abraham Lincoln looks down from his portrait in the White House to President Obama dancing “Gangnam style” as hordes of pretentious celebrities clap their approval. The circus has well and truly rolled into the White House. The ghettoization of the White House is complete for another four years. As Bob Dylan famously sang in 1964 “the times they are changing,” yes they are indeed they are, but quite where?