This is not about lantern-jawed, muscular, scowling, automotive parts wearing, sleeveless, Michelle Obama. We’re talking about Barack Obama. Does Barack Obama have testicles – or is he smooth formed, like a Disney cartoon fawn?
We don’t ask because we dream of seeing tiny, malformed, pitted, orbs. We have no desire (ugh, quite the contrary) to see or picture in our minds the commander-in-briefs (unlike Judith Warner who while at the New York Times published cravings for Obama sex) all wee-wee’d down.
Obama on top reminds us of the nasty, but likely accurate gossip, about J.M. Barrie. Barrie of course is the author of the story of the lost boys and Peter Pan – “the boy who wouldn’t grow up”. Although Barrie was homosexual the times were sufficiently cruel that he entered into a marriage with actress Mary Ansell. The marriage was unconsummated. The joke was that Barrie was “the boy who wouldn’t go up.”
Watching Barack Obama fumble with the Libya zipper is as anti-climatic as poor Mary Ansell on her wedding night and as frustrating as Barrie must have felt knowing that he could not publicly love or wed his heart’s desire. Watching Hillary Clinton in action these past weeks brings about these bawdy ruminations. Hillary Clinton looks every inch a commander-in-chief while Obama… Could America possibly have a more flaccid leader on top?