“Only the mediocre are always at their best”

Mark Steyn:

I believe it was Jean Giraudoux who first said, “Only the mediocre are always at their best.”

Barack Obama was supposed to be the best, the very best, and yet he is always, reliably, consistently mediocre. His speech on oil was no better or worse than his speech on race. Yet the Obammyboppers who once squealed with delight are weary of last year’s boy band. At the end of the big Oval Office address, Keith Olbermann, Chris Matthews, and the rest of the MSNBC gang jeered the president. For a bewildered Obama, it must have felt like his Ceausescu balcony moment. Had they caught up with him in the White House parking lot, they’d have put him up against the wall and clubbed him to a pulp with Matthews’s no longer tingling leg.

I missed the diss at MSNBC because I no longer stop there. It should be refreshing to hear about it, but I’m not even finding it ironic, just predictable, and just as predictable is that soon enough either Obama will rise from MSNBC’s walk-in freezer, miraculously thawed, or he will be replaced by another Prince of Liberals who need not suffer a look into his background before becoming Planetary Personality One.

I’ve had a few names for Obama since he began his challenge to The Clinton Supremacy. I’ve called him “The Democrats’ Dumb Blonde Candidate.” Check. I’ve called him “The Buffoon Mentalist.” Check (and I applied that tag before I heard of the then coming TV prog “The Mentalist”). And, of course, there was “Planetary Personality One.” Check.

But the sum is less than the total of the parts. It’s like that old high school chem lab experiment, where you pour 50 milliliters of water and 50 milliliters of alcohol into a 100 milliliter beaker and wind up with only 96 milliliters of the combo.

That is also what happens when you mix the busty appeal of Marilyn Monroe with the glib but pointless braininess of the Amazing Kreskin with the global glitz sensation of Michael Jackson. You get the busty appeal of Kreskin and the braininess of Monroe and the global glitz sensation of Michael Jackson. Still famous, but album sales are off. The audience yawns and leaks out the exits and looks for another act to follow.

Meanwhile, the economy has taken on more water. American health care has been carpet bombed. National security has been compromised at vital points on the perimeter. But the President thinks there’s still a bull market for his speeches and he keeps giving one virtually everyday, apparently unaware that an “Is he talking again?” reaction set in quite some time ago.

He came with the full fantasy agenda and pushed it with the verve of “The World’s Most Interesting Man,” determined to “fundamentally transform” America with a new voiceover.

It’s been every bit the catastrophe you could see coming from the start, and then some.

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