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Democratic presidential candidate Barack Obama’s big speech on Thursday night will be delivered from an elaborate columned stage resembling a miniature Greek temple.

The stage, similar to structures used for rock concerts, has been set up at the 50-yard-line, the midpoint of Invesco Field, the stadium where the Denver Broncos’ National Football League team plays.

Some 80,000 supporters will see Obama appear from between plywood columns painted off-white, reminiscent of Washington’s Capitol building or even the White House, to accept the party’s nomination for president…

Once Obama speaks, confetti will rain down on him and fireworks will be fired off from locations around the stadium wall.

No, this is not a right-wing satirical hoax:

Here is a rumored excerpt from the self-imagined Father Of American Democracy's "historic" acceptance speech:

Over? Did you say "over"? No election is over until I decide it is! Was it over when George Bush stole the 2000 election from Al Gore?  Heck, no!  Was it over when George Bush bombed the World Trade Center to make himself fuehrer? Hell no!!  Was it over when George Bush swift-boated John Kerry?  S[bleep] no!!!  Is it over because John McCain called me a [vile racial slur]?  F[bleep] no!!!!

And it ain't over now. 'Cause when the goin' gets tough..[teleprompter fails]..uuuuh....ummm....the tough get goin'! Who's with me? Let's go!

Here's Lucifer's rumored costume for tomorrow night:

There are even some leaked possible Obama entrance gimmicks:

What about a giant plaster Lincoln head descending from the sky with Obama inside, and once it hits the stage he breaks through out of the top hat like the Hulk? Or how about the lights come up to reveal statues of Jesus, MLK, Gandhi, and The One — except his isn’t a statue, it’s really him and he was just standing perfectly still. Then he comes “magically” to life as the camera hits him.

Don't laugh.  The latter sounds uncomfortably similar to how the Prophet in Robert Heinlein's "future history" saga was "incarnated" once a year by the purported spirit of Nehemiah Scudder, the "First Prophet".  It would also establish once and for all - in his mind, anyway - who the TRUE Messiah really is.

And then there's this old-reliable suggestion from Fausta.  You can plug in the "adaptations" yourself:

Zarathustra certainly fits as an entrance theme, but wouldn't Barry have to rise up from under the stage floor instead of descend from the sky?  Doesn't seem to fit the messianic imagery very well.  Though the famous Obamospel according to St. Gerard would work wonderfully as a mood-setting prelude:

Okay, go ahead and laugh.  Uncontrollably.  Hysterically.  Until you bazooka-barf.

This is much, much more than just "a paean to an ego run amuck".  We passed that Rubicon with the mere announcement of BO's acceptance speech being moved from the Pepsi Center to Mile High.  This is a descent into tragicomical madness.  This is autistic self-lampooning.  This is being so hopelessly trapped inside his cocoon of runaway-self-esteem that he will be reveling, WALLOWING, in the waves of derisive laughter redounding across the country and hear the doubled-over guffaws as adulational glory.  Tomorrow will be the night that Barack Hussein Obama officially transfigurates from potential president to pathetic punchline.

Is it "called blind hubris"?  I'd go with "presidential politics meets High School Musical", myself.  I can even see a passage from The One's concession speech, should his Ascension fall short:

What the f[bleep] happened to the America I thought I knew? Where's the spirit? Where's the guts, huh? "Ooh, we're afraid to vote for you, Barack, we might get in trouble." Well just kiss my ass from now on! Not me! I'm not gonna take this. McCain, he's a dead man! Bush, dead! Cheney....  

Well, okay, we don't know that the Golden Child is psychotic.  But megalomaniacal with delusions of godhood?  How about this version?:

OBAMA: I would have cherished you, cared for you. I would have loved you as a father loves his children. Did I ask so much?

THE VOTERS: We've outgrown you. You asked for something we can no longer give.

OBAMA: Kiss my ass, all you white mother[bleep]ers!

What would McCain have to do to top this, if he were so pueriley inclined?  Rise from a coffin and address the Xcel Energy Center decked out as a vampire, complete with fanged dentures?

UPDATE: Even some of the assembled faithful tomorrow night are not buying The Temple Of The One:

Reporters got their first glimpse of the stage where Barack Obama will deliver his speech tomorrow night at Invesco Field. Reuters described the set as similar to a “Greek temple.”

Thus a legend — not the good kind — was born.

Said one Democrat: “This is a disaster of mythical proportions.” Said another: “It’s not enough that he wants to be president — he wants to be Zeus.” Said the first: “Will he send down thunderbolts from the mountain?” …

For the candidate who brought you his very own faux-presidential seal, this is not a good perception. Obama aides insist that the set is staying, and that it won’t look as bad as it sounds right now; the real backdrop, they say, will be his supporters.

How many will be sinking down into their seats, cringing and wincing in embarrassment?  At what point does a candidate make such a fool of himself that people will just tune him out?  And isn't that precisely the theme at which McCain has been hammering away?  Why is St. Barry so determined to make Sailor's point for him?

UPDATE II: Team Hussein's instant response:

On the flight from Billings, Montana, to Denver, Colorado, Obama senior strategist David Axelrod responded to the criticism.

“I know that Senator McCain and his people have been shooting barbs about the ‘opulence’ of our convention from the mountaintop at Sedona at the McCain estate. I don’t think it warrants a response.”

Not an honest or serious one, anyway....

UPDATE III: Maverickula probably wouldn't top Caesar Barackus for sheer self-immolation, but this sure as hell would...

UPDATE IV: You'll never guess who designed the O-cropolis - oh, hell, sure you will.