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Paul Van Osdol at WTAE-TV has the story on two workers at the Centers for Rehab Services at Mercy Hospital getting fired last summer after they shared an email comparing Barack Obama with "another tar ball washed up on the shore" on the Gulf coast, after the BP oil spill.
The rehab center fired administrative assistant Deborah Bonnano and the colleague she sent it to, James Sprung, saying it was "an inappropriate e-mail that contained political and discriminatory content." A civil suit filed Friday said the termination violated their constitutional rights to free speech over the disaster, and their opinions that Obama was "dithering while oil continued to gush" after the April 2010 Deepwater Horizon explosion.
Going back into the time machine to the summer of 2010, when the rehab workers sent the mail, conservatives were hammering Obama for not working hard enough on the gulf disaster, while having the time to play golf and invite Paul McCartney to the White House.
Here's a representative clip from an July 2010 American Thinker post titled "Barack Obama: Let Them Eat Tar Balls":
For weeks, state officials and citizens at every level have
asked you, hammered at you, screamed at you -- we need help. But you're Barack Obama, and you are American royalty, and, as you told the "A-List" gathered in the White House last Wednesday, you need your celebration every bit as much as the Gulf needs berms to hold back the oil because "what gets us through tough times is music, the arts...the ability to capture that essential kernel of ourselves."
And so you were in the North Carolina mountains on vacation a couple of weeks ago,
seeking that "essential kernel" of yourself on the streets of a city known as the San Francisco of the East Coast. And while Louisiana boat captain Dave Marino helplessly
watched his nightmare unfold, you enjoyed three days of "delectable food," of relaxing in "massaging waterfall pools[,] an [sic] eucalyptus-infused steam room," and "majestic view[s]" from the sumptuous Biltmore House, the "largest private residence in America."
As the media noted, you found your "essential kernel" even while "[p]elicans struggle to free themselves from oil" and "stretch out useless wings, feathers dripping with crude" and "dead birds and dolphins wash ashore, coated in the sludge." Because you're Barack Obama, and it's all about you as "you left [North Carolina] with a spring in [your] step and a romantic glow."
