About that Obama/Bubba Tag-Team Press Conference

A lot of people have commented on St. Barry’s intensely weird press conference the other day.

In case you haven’t seen it, check out the video, courtesy of the awesome Pundit & Pundette.

RS McCain was overheard snarking, “Bill Clinton never had a problem with ‘keeping the first lady waiting for about half an hour.’ IYKWIMAITYD.”

Maybe we’re being a little hard on President Sexxxy Pantscrease.  I mean, we should’ve seen Obama’s early-onset Billy Jeff Dependency Syndrome coming years ago.  Look at what Slublog found in the photo archives. 

Mom jeans, window-licker headgear and Clinton brand training wheels.

Hah.

Beyond the obvious comedy to be had at the President’s expense, there’s something serious going on.

The President, like every other commander-in-chief, is a narcissist.  But in the case of Obama, self-love is nothing short of epic.  Don’t believe my amateur long distance psychoanalysis?  Listen to Barry’s BFF Valerie Jarrett:

In his biography of Obama, “The Bridge,” David Remnick, editor of The New Yorker, quotes White House senior adviser and longtime Obama friend Valerie Jarrett: “I think Barack knew that he had God-given talents that were extraordinary. He knows exactly how smart he is. … He knows how perceptive he is. He knows what a good reader of people he is. And he knows that he has the ability — the extraordinary, uncanny ability — to take a thousand different perspectives, digest them and make sense out of them, and I think that he has never really been challenged intellectually. … So what I sensed in him was not just a restless spirit but somebody with such extraordinary talents that had to be really taxed in order for him to be happy. … He’s been bored to death his whole life. He’s just too talented to do what ordinary people do.”

Wow.

Obama hated being a US Senator because it was so slow and yawn-inducing.  He blew past his first book deal deadline–mind you, he was writing his first memoir, in his early thirties–since it didn’t fire off his truly dizzying intellect.  And he’s surrounded himself with an army of dong-huffing sycophants so rabid Justin Bieber’s teenage fans are embarrassed by Obama’s ass kissing coterie.  Mere ‘narcissism’ might be too generous.

Let’s face an unpleasant fact:  Barack Obama has always been an undertalented overconfident affirmative action hire throughout his whole existence.   Of course Obambi doesn’t see it that way.  He truly believes he’s as good as Valerie Jarrett…and everyone else in his circle of assclowns…says he is. 

The problem is that Obama has run into a stumbling block.  The Presidency isn’t an adjunct college professor gig.  Nor is it a scatterbrained dilettante’s writing assignment.  It’s not some small time rabble rousing effort in a piss poor godforsaken Chicago scumhole.  Contrary to liberal opinion, you can’t compare the White House to a jokey junior US Senator’s no-show job.  No, being President means that people will hold you to slightly higher standards than what you might’ve had earlier in life.

How has our self-satisfied child prince handled his first two years in the White House.  He’s successfully completed the process of morphing federal spending into a massive piggy-bank for cronies and supporters.  His war policies and foreign relations work has been a schizophrenic mess.  During a time of economic recession and back-breaking unemployment, his signature domestic agenda item is a universally hated, job-killing, freedom-infringing, deficit-exploding health care reform scheme that many people say will make Americans less healthy while at the same time putting the nation on the path to rationing.

Surprise, surprise:  After all that fail, Obama is not popular amongst American voters.  

Even less shocking:  A spoiled brat playing to type when the going gets tough.

If you can stand it, try observing a petulant teenager for a while.  Watch what happens when he runs into something difficult. What’s the first thing he’ll say?  ”I’m bored with this.”  Translation: “I am completely incapable of finishing this task, so I’m going to try to save face and act like this is really lame.”

In the same way, Barack Obama is ‘bored’ by the presidency.  All this ‘mundane’ work is clearly beneath the man.  Creating a national policy agenda, being responsible for the nuclear football, worrying over the economy–it’s all so terribly ‘dull’. 

When Obama found himself sharing the White House briefing room podium with Bill Clinton, rather than tough out another tedious press conference, he took his ball and went home.  He had a holiday party to attend, after all.  A party where inevitably all the attendees will be patting Obambi on the balls and telling him how great he is.  Yeah, that’s just thing to alleviate our President’s chronic case of boredom.  [sarc/]  

Glass half empty:  Barack Obama has once again found a job that doesn’t excite him.

Glass half full:  America is perfectly capable of finding President SuperGenius JesusDude McBrainiac intellectually satisfying work in less than two years.

UPDATE:  Best demotivator…evah?

I found this slice of fried gold over at A Time For Choosing.  Great stuff.