Barack Obama said farewell to our nation in a speech that, as Byron York noted, was really a campaign rally:
[T]his was his last chance to give a rally for himself, the last rally for a president that’s always excelled at campaigning instead of governing.
Or is it his last rally?
It was clear Tuesday night that Obama isn’t ready to leave office. It says a lot that he recently said he would have won if he had run again (questionable). Even his Farewell Address was the longest in presidential history.
Obama said goodbye, but he didn’t mean it. He isn’t going anywhere, if only because he has nowhere to go. He grew up in Hawaii, but that hasn’t been his home since his dope-smoking, Choom Gang days. He passed through Chicago, mostly voting “present.” One of the most telling moments in Obama’s history was when he attended a Chicago White Sox game and gave a between-innings interview. Obama said that he had been a diehard ChiSox fan for many years. The sports writer who was doing the interview foolishly believed him. “So, who are some of your all-time favorite White Sox players?” he asked. Heh. Obama couldn’t name anyone who had ever played for the team.
Obama is a man from nowhere, a citizen of the world. So where will he live, post-presidency? Washington, D.C., of course–his only real home. He isn’t going anywhere.
Scott summed it up brilliantly with his reference to an obscure song by the little-known Dan Hicks and His Hot Licks: How can I miss you when you won’t go away? The line is perfect. Which is why it was stolen by Howie Carr–no offense, Howie, theft is the highest form of flattery, and there is an outside chance that you (unlike me) might have heard of Dan Hicks–and then Matt Drudge, who headlined the Hicks/Johnson question: How can I miss you when you won’t go away?
Is Barack Obama the worst president in the history of the United States? A strong case can be made that the answer is yes, but in any event, he is undoubtedly our most delusional. You have to take your hat off to the man: going eight long years without ever acknowledging reality is no mean feat.
Michael Ramirez sums up Obama’s “farewell” address–would that that were true!–with his usual brilliance:
Unfortunately, in this case the captain isn’t going down with his ship. He will annoy us from his D.C. perch for years to come.