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January 15, 2014
What Happens When the President Sits Down Next to You at a Cafe
And then—for the first time in nearly an hour—I could work. I found that I was so accustomed to his voice, how he holds his body, his aura, that ignoring him in person is as easy as ignoring a TV. Easier, in fact. He stops being the president and starts being That Guy Who You See In Tweets, That Guy Who Gives Speeches, That Guy. - Robinson Meyer - The Atlantic
Posted by gerardvanderleun at January 15, 2014 5:21 PM. This is an entry on the sideblog of American Digest: Check it out.
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Background noise - exactly. And is that Obamajama Boy on the right?
Posted by: Darkwater at January 15, 2014 5:36 PM
He's completely forgettable.
Posted by: Jack at January 15, 2014 5:55 PM
Most all of the comments at the end of that article are from obama sycophants. It's The Atlantic; need I be surprised? (Undoubtedly all of the individuals at "his table" were likewise obama buttkissers.)
chuck
Posted by: dhmosquito at January 15, 2014 6:34 PM
I can't wait until he becomes just another annoying schmuck on the five O'clock news. Someday this crap will be over and the zero can get on with his career of cutting ribbons, and pontificating- just like Jimmy Carter.
JWM
Posted by: jwm at January 15, 2014 11:30 PM
Could any man less symbolize what was and is great about America?
Posted by: tripletap at January 16, 2014 5:27 AM
JWM, let's pray he doesn't start building houses.
Posted by: BillH at January 16, 2014 7:58 AM
...let's pray he doesn't start building houses.
If he does, it'll be the first honest work he's ever done in his life. Can't guarantee the quality of the workmanship, however.
Posted by: waltj at January 16, 2014 2:51 PM
Bummer and I have so little in common that a conversation between us would consist of, "Hi, bye". Course, I'd check to see that my wallet was still in my pocket as I turned to leave.....
Posted by: ghostsniper at January 16, 2014 7:06 PM