Todd S. Purdum at Vanity Fair is losing his religion:
When Barack Obama arrived in Washington almost five years ago, the universal assumption was that the young president—who had, after all, won office by exploiting every connective tool of the national social and electoral network—would run his White House in sharp contrast to the bunkered, hunkered-down George W. Bush.
Like so much conventional wisdom, that impression has proved dead wrong. In fact, Obama’s resolute solitude—his isolation and alienation from the other players and power centers of Washington, be they rivals or friends—has emerged as the defining trait of his time in office. He may be the biggest presidential paradox since Thomas Jefferson, the slaveholder who wrote the Declaration of Independence: a community organizer who works alone.
Self-containment is not simply Obama’s political default mode. Self-possession is the core of his being, and a central part of the secret of his success. It is Obama’s unwavering discipline to keep his cool when others are losing theirs, and it seems likely that no black man who behaved otherwise could ever have won the presidency.
But this quality, perhaps Obama’s greatest strength in gaining office, is his greatest weakness in conducting it. And as he ends the first year of his second term, that weakness seems to dog him—and to matter—more and more. At a time when the abrasions of office leave any president most in need of friends, Obama is the capital’s Lonely Guy.
In goes on and on (and on) in that same vain for another page and a half.
There is a crisis among the faithful. The curtain is finally being pulled back to expose the fake wizard behind it. But the Koolaid junkies, like all addicts, are trying desperately to keep swimming in denial.
They can’t blame the Obamacare clusterfuck on George Bush. Purdum tried manfully to blame it on the GOP and was widely mocked and jeered. Racism can’t explain it.
How is it possible that their god could fail them so?
The answer is quite simple, yet painful for them to accept. Obama is a mere mortal. He’s not even particularly skilled or talented. Like the Wizard of Oz he’s a second-rate con man who got in way over his head. Except Obama doesn’t have Glinda to bail his ass out of trouble.