You're Not in Chicago Anymore, Barry...

...and maybe one day you'll realize that.

So Obama rolls into Copenhagen with his posse and hos entourage, Michelle, Oprah and Valerie Jarrett, frontin' like some ACORN rentamob marching into a Chicago S&L to demand free mortgages for people they know will never be able to repay them, thinking he could mau-mau the IOC into slipping Chicago the gig... but it never occurred to him that he didn't bring enough iron onto their turf and they weren't gonna play the bitch to his disrespect.

He couldn't intimidate the Teapartyers.

He couldn't intimidate the Townhall protestesters.

He DAMN sure couldn't intimidate Iran, NK, the Taliban, or Israel...

He can't even intimidate tiny little Honduras.

Think he'll figure out the hole in his strategy anytime soon?

UPDATE: My suave, nuanced and sophisticated theory confirmed. Obama didn't respect, and he didn't represent anyone but himself. Chicago got thrown under the vanity bus.

This would be a good time to remind everyone, particularly half-literate progressives and journalists, that the "ugly American" in Graham Greene's novel was the "superior" Ivy Leaguer, while the grubby dirty-handed yank from the flyover states got on with getting on.