“The Choice“* from the October 13 issue of The New Yorker.
We cannot expect one man to heal every wound, to solve every major crisis of policy. So much of the Presidency, as they say, is a matter of waking up in the morning and trying to drink from a fire hydrant. In the quiet of the Oval Office, the noise of immediate demands can be deafening. And yet Obama has precisely the temperament to shut out the noise when necessary and concentrate on the essential.
*Not to lessen the gravitas of this occasion, but why are the words “taco talk” part of this URL? Am I missing something? And does anyone else want to eat a burrito with Barack Obama right now? A huge, America-sized burrito full of hope and change?
Mmmmm. Vendana’s. Let’s start with some hundred-dollar marguaritas.
Hell yeah. Make it spicy!