"Now I get it! Clinton is the new president czar!"
— Errol Phillips
I was as dumbfounded as most Americans must have been recently when the sitting President of the United States called upon one of his predecessors to help him explain one of his decisions to a formerly fawning media that doesn't seem quite as adoring of late as it was back when that thrill ran up its collective leg two years ago.
Concerning the job he sought with barely minimal qualifications, Barack Obama apparently has concluded, in the words of Stephen Colbert during his tongue-in-cheek testimony earlier this year before a stunned congressional committee, "This is really hard!" What other explanation could there be for his complete abdication of responsibility in turning the White House press briefing over to that old professional publicity hound, Bill Clinton?
In case you've been vacationing on the moon lately, here's the scoop: the most surreal incident in this political junkie's memory happened in the White House briefing room on December 10th. Unable or unwilling to explain his recent compromise with Republicans over an extension of the Bush era tax cuts, Obama called on Bubba to drop by and help sell it to an increasingly restless press corps, many of whom were a solid part of Obama's leftist base during his Hope & Change Tour of 2008.
Of course, these elitist media types don't particularly like the idea of anyone getting a tax break, but they are absolutely apoplectic over the prospect of allowing millions of small business owners and other entrepreneurs (they call them "the rich") to keep more of their own money instead of forking it over to the IRS for the government to "invest."
After relinquishing the podium to Der Shlickmeister for a few minutes, Obama looked at his watch and said, "I gotta go. The First Lady is waiting for me to show up at the White House Christmas party."
And he walked out!
It was the most bizarre thing I've ever seen at a White House presser, and I've been watching these things since I was old enough to turn on the old black and white. It was strange. It was weird. It was arrogant. And it was embarrassing. The current, elected, sitting President of these United States had just introduced a former President of these United States (who, though he is a discredited, impeached old horn dog, has more credibility and higher poll ratings than the present occupant of that office), only to tell the stunned group of reporters that he was outta here!
Of course, Clinton was in his element. His response when Obama announced that he couldn't keep Michelle waiting: Go ahead and go! We don't wanna make her mad! (Clinton knows about such things from experience.)
I tried to let this sink in. Is Obama really that out of his depth? Is he really that arrogant? Is he really that tone deaf? Is he just bored? Yes, yes, yes and probably.
What we are witnessing is nothing short of the meltdown of the presidency. Barack Hussein Obama Junior, the least qualified man for the position he holds in any room he enters, has dishonored the office he holds, first through abuse and now, through neglect. He was in pol heaven when he took office. Everything was going his way. He had both Houses of Congress, an executive branch staffed with academic eggheads, an approving press, a 70 percent approval rating, and an admiring worldwide leftist fan base.
Of course, none of this prevented him from blaming his failures on everyone else. He blamed the rich. He blamed the Republicans. But mostly, he blamed George Bush. Well, in the words of old Harry Truman, the buck stops here, Mr. President. If you think it's been hard so far, just wait until you face a GOP House filled with newly-elected Tea Party members. You'd better keep Bubba close by. You're going to need a President Czar.