You’d think by now this would have grown stale. Not the idea of a president having an annual ritual, but this president having an annual ritual. Anyone in his position who retained a shred of dignity — or at least of self-awareness — would want to keep a low profile a day after his counterpart in Russia openly humiliated him on the world stage.
Not Obama. He’s living in the past. For him it’s perpetually 2008, and he’s fresh and new and full of promise. In his world, the sight of the leader of the free world doing “guy stuff” (like showcasing his bracket for the NCAA tournament) is something never-before-seen and, hence, exciting. In the pathetic fantasy land where Obama dwells, there were never snapshots of him trying to throw a baseball or football. There are no unanswered questions about four dead members of America’s diplomatic corps, no scandals surrounding his IRS unleveling the playing field for political donors who leaned right.
If you care (and it’s hard to imagine that anyone, even on the left, does), here are his picks (aka, 2014 “Barackatology”) can be viewed here.