Is This What You’ve Become…

…a Hollywood finocchio who cries like a woman?

I’ve seen more and more reports in the MSM about how tired our Fearless Leader looks, how he seems distracted, how gray his hair is getting.  The hair thing seems to happen to most Presidents, but the others seem to indicate that our Divine Julius Obamacus Caesar is an unhappy man, that he’s not deriving any satisfaction from the job.  On the other hand, one could argue that he’s acting like a little kid who hasn’t gotten his way and is just going through the motions.

Over at Carol’s Closet, Carol, in the role of Don Corleone, lays into our Johnny Fontane:

Well yes, life is a bitch when you have to work for a living. Constituents just aren’t as much fun as groupies and there are days when you are surrounded by people who don’t want to be buried wearing your tee shirt.You have to deal with people who have no flippin’ clue what the hell arugula is and couldn’t afford to buy it anyway. You have to deal with people would rather eat plaster than apply for food stamps but they haven’t worked for months and their kids are hungry. You have to deal with people who don’t give two shits whether a bunch of honor killing, genital mutilating terrorists like us-they just want to get on a plane without worrying about some inbred thug blowing up his nasty bits and taking the entire plane out in the process. You have to deal with people who don’t give a rat’s ass about Global Warming because (a) they don’t believe it exists, (b) they think it is a scam and (c) they don’t want to pay more for their electricity just because you and your buddies stand to make a killing off selling carbon credits. You have to deal with people you are happy with their medical care and aren’t going to stand for the government seizing one sixth of our economy for themselves. You have deal with people who think that you are a self-serving arrogant schmuck. Don’t like it? Look on the bright side-only three years to go.

In other words: YOU CAN ACT LIKE A MAN!

But he won’t.  Barry O is the eternal Golden Child.  He’s never had to grow up because he’s been coddled all his life.  And he never will have to grow up because they’ll always be enough toadies who want to worship at his feet and tell him what he wants to hear.

UPDATE at 1711…

That’s Right has a different theory of why Barry O’s behaving like he is.  It’s well worth a read.  A hightlight:

Distant. Aloof. Cold. Detached. I am, of course, describing the 44th President of the United States. There is a very good reason why these words keep appearing in newspapers and online. Because Barack Obama is distant. He is aloof. He is cold. He is detached. I was at Whole Foods Saturday, but I didn’t check the price of Arugula. Last time I bowled it was over 200, not a 37. When I hold a glass of beer, I look like I’ve held a glass of beer before. And oh, I know how to throw a baseball.