It is fair to say, and I’d bet president Trump might agree, that Trump can at times be an ass. As we’ve noted, for a man who has spent his life in real estate, an industry that seems to sprout asses, this shouldn’t be surprising. Trump can be ham handed. He can be overly blunt. He can at times be insulting.
But Obama is/was an ass too. At least as bad as Trump, probably worse, but in different ways. Obama’s insufferable disposition comes from a life spent in corrupt urban politics.
Obama never got the country. He lived on this country’s fringes, with one long tour on the bizarre island of Chicago, his entire life. He seemed an observer, not a part of the country in many respects. He always seemed to miss the underlying vibe of America. But he was sure he knew how to “fix” the country.
Much, if not most of the country understood that Obama had no clue as to how to “fix” the country. (Not that a president can fix a country anyway.) But Obama and his minions did not. And that is one of the reasons they failed and why Obama’s “legacy” has been so quickly erased.
(From The Free Beacon)
Apparently Obama had read a column—I have an idea of which one—about the role of identity in shaping peoples’ lives and political choices. “Maybe we pushed too far,” he mused. “Maybe people just want to fall back into their tribe.” No question his fellow passengers that day reassured him that no, no, he did everything he could to bend the arc of history a little more toward justice. It’s not your fault, Mr. President. You didn’t push too far. All you did was troll Donald Trump into running for president in the first place, stand by while Ferguson and Baltimore rioted and burned, give Iran billions in exchange for empty promises, allow Russia to establish a beachhead in the Middle East for the first time in half a century, browbeat Israel at every opportunity, ram through Obamacare after Scott Brown’s election in Massachusetts, preside over the mass migration of children across the southern border in 2014, expand the DACA amnesty despite saying 22 times you lacked authority to do so, use the permanent structure of government to devastate the Appalachian economy, convince half of America that liberals were ready to take their guns (this wasn’t hard to do), have your Education Department issue orders that led to the campus-assault craze and the deterioration of classroom discipline and that, months before a presidential election, mandated trans-bathrooms in schools, have your Justice Department preside over a sloppy (I’m being charitable) investigation into Hillary Clinton’s use of a private email server that included, at one point, your attorney general secretly meeting with the husband of the subject of the investigation on an airport tarmac, muscle out Joe Biden, who might have won, from the race, and hand the party back to the less-likable half of America’s most polarizing and corrupt political couple. Not to mention the eight years of lecturing. Oh, the lecturing.
One of the refrains of the Obama presidency was that, yes, America may have let Obama down in the past, and America may let him down still, but America remains worthwhile, so long as it maintains the capacity to become more like Obama. “Sometimes I wonder whether I was 10 or 20 years too early,” he says in the book. What was he early for? “Fundamentally transforming America”? “The moment when the rise of the oceans began to slow”? For the death of the olds who stood in his way?
Imagine carrying the burden of Barack Obama, of being too enlightened, sophisticated, mature for his time.