Does anyone else find it deliciously ironic that Hurricane Sandy has forced the “suspension” of the Obama campaign while the president play-acts the role of nurturer-in-chief in the aftermath of the storm? Recall that John McCain disastrously suspended his “campaign” four years ago to sit around and look worried about the unfolding financial crisis, and while that alone did not cost him election, it did allow candidate Obama to both eat McCain’s lunch out on the hustings and appear as “no-drama Obama” to an electorate that knew virtually nothing about the nice young man, in contrast the panicky old codger whose ability to influence the course of events was precisely zero.
Now, thanks to Sandy, Obama’s a prisoner in his own White House, reduced to the role of First Suit as he poses for photo-ops and feigns concern about the plight of Snooki and others along the Jersey Shore, all the while itching to get out there and do the only thing he knows how to do even passably well: shout into a microphone about what a rotter the other guy is. Meanwhile Romney gets to hold the ball and run down the clock; no wonder the media lefties are shouting about changing the date of the election. Any port in a karmic storm, as the saying goes . . .