The magic is gone

There’s a certain romance to a dramatic flame-out.  When a celebrity simply becomes passe, though, that person becomes as much a joke as Andy Williams or the Bay City Rollers.  Enter Obama, according to Rich Lowry:

Barack Obama’s vibe used to be a cross between JFK and Beatlemania. Now it’s fading into “Oh, him again?”

There’s nothing wrong with a boring politician. But Obama isn’t becoming boring in a stolid, dependable Angela Merkel kind of way. He’s not boring like a mannerly George H. W. Bush or a thoughtful Bill Bradley. He’s boring like yesterday’s celebrity.

He’s the teen heartthrob who’s grown a little too old. He’s the star from The Real World Denver — three years ago. The cruel vicissitudes of the celebrity culture apply to everyone. If Paris Hilton can be overtaken by the even-more-pointlessly famous Kim Kardashian, no one is safe.

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An American president is almost by definition overexposed. But Obama has jammed a full term’s worth of exposure into a mere eleven months. Michelle Obama notoriously said during the campaign, “Barack will never allow you to go back to your lives as usual, uninvolved, uninformed.” What she really meant, apparently, was that Barack would never again allow us to turn on the TV without seeing or hearing Barack.

The historic, high-stakes Obama speech is practically a fortnightly experience. Given the frequency, they can’t all be interesting. But in their tendency toward the crashingly banal, they all run together into the same mind-numbing oration.

In Oslo, his Nobel speech contained an admirable vein of realism. But he still dazzled with the obvious — war has been endemic to human history. He awed with the unconsciously egomaniacal — “I do not bring with me today a definitive solution to the problems of war.” (Did he really think that disclaimer necessary?) He sparkled with borderline nonsensical faux profundity — “we do not have to think that human nature is perfect for us to still believe that the human condition can be perfected.”

Read the rest here.  It’s funny, and right on point, as people become bored with their condescending, dithering, Leftist lecturer in chief.

Mark Steyn, of course, using Lowry’s article as the starting point, provides the perfect wrap-up to the self-involved boringness that is Barack Obama:

[T]he point of Barack Obama is to dazzle. That’s why he got all the magazine covers of him emerging topless from the Hawaiian surf as if his beautifully sculpted pectorals were long-vanished Pacific atolls restored to sunlight after he’d fulfilled his pledge to lower the oceans before the end of his first term.  The squealing Obammyboppers of the media seem to have gotten more muted since those inaugural specials hit the newsstands back in late January. His numbers have fallen further faster than those of any other president — because of where he fell from: As Evan Thomas of Newsweek drooled a mere six months ago, Obama was “standing above the country . . . above the world. He’s sort of God.” That’s a long drop.

The Obama speechwriting team don’t seem to realize that. They seem to be the last guys on the planet in love with the sound of his voice and their one interminable tinny tune with its catchpenny hooks. The usual trick is to position their man as the uniquely insightful leader pitching his tent between two extremes no sane person has ever believed: “There are those who say there is no evil in the world. There are others who argue that pink fluffy bunnies are the spawn of Satan and conspiring to overthrow civilization.  Let me be clear: I believe people of goodwill on all sides can find common ground between the absurdly implausible caricatures I attribute to them on a daily basis. We must begin by finding the courage to acknowledge the hard truth that I am living testimony to the power of nuance to triumph over hard truth and come to the end of the sentence on a note of sonorous, polysyllabic, if somewhat hollow, uplift. Pause for applause.”