For decades, Americans are going to trek to the National Portrait Gallery and have to look at this. I’d say centuries, but if this is how we portray our leaders, we definitely won’t last that long.
Now, he does look resolute. As if he intends to remove not just a few weeds from the garden, but every last one of them. Once, he smoked a lot of weed. Now he removes a lot of weed. See those pinkish-red buds behind him? They are going to bloom, dammit!
And the weeding should go well since the president appears to have six fingers on his left hand.
But I guess this is the perfect metaphor for a society that, at least among its elite, is trying to erase all traces of masculinity from the culture. And no, I don’t mean that only men are strong. Feminity has its own strengths, and ones that also make for great leaders. I don’t think Margeret Thatcher seemed masculine. Nor does Angela Merkel. And yet there aren’t many male leaders of the last few decades whose strengths are comparable.
And neither would allow themselves to be portrayed in chair floating in a flower garden.
This painting represents just another liberal attempt to morph reality, to inflict political correctness on facts. This is a man who was commander in chief of the most lethal armed forces in history, despite his efforts to destroy it through budget cuts. Who daily made life and death decisions. Who led a country that exists in what continues to be a Darwinian international order where no nation’s survival is guaranteed.
I’m not saying the chair should have been placed atop a tank. That would have looked almost as stupid. But at least put him in an office with a mahogany desk, for goodness sake.
Obama doesn’t look like a man who would stand up to the likes of Kim Jong-Un, Vladimir Putin, Bashar Assad or Ayatollah Khamanei.
Oh yeah, he didn’t. Let me take some of this back. It is, perhaps, a fitting portrait. Kudos to the artist.