His-to-reee..

Some day we're all gonna look back on this period in our lives like we ancient ones us did The Sixties, or The Carter Years or the eight years of dress-stained governance hosted by Bill Clinton. But as you young whippersnappers are beginning to realize in caring for your drooling, diaper-clad sesquicentennial relatives, our minds are imperfect recording devices and things are not as we remember.

In fact, spinning through the Rolodex of my memories, I am sure that the daughter-of-a-Schenley's rep, Dianna Delouis (sadly, not pictured above), was not quite the super-hot blond beach bunny I remember I dated as a UCLA Freshman. (Although Dianna was hot, a great pool player, loved the beach, and her dad liked the hell out of me and kept crooning, "When you and Dianna get married, I'm gonna set you up with your own liquor distributorship out here in Sherman Oaks.")

Our bitter memories tend to get blurred and softened over time as well.

"Omaha was not really that bad, was it?"

"Surely Carter did not stink up the barn as Prez, did he?"

Yes, Omaha sucked if you were a young kid from the beaches of Southern California and the biggest body of water you could get to was (1) the banks of the Missouri River, (2) the rec pool, (3) your bath tub. And, yes, Carter was a freaking nightmare. Why on earth do you think that we all elected a retired actor and G.E. spokesman?

O.K., maybe I exaggerate, but that's the point. We need to remember how bad these current times really are and I am not referring to the "Brother, can you spare a dime" romanticizing done about the First Great Depression (as opposed to the Next One we are staring at). We need a factual, almost antiseptic account of the day-to-day events we are enduring. There are a lot of sites that traffic ion the glitzy, sensationalistic posts of Obama's gaffes, but these are flashes of brilliance and wit and homor (and pathos) spread over a number of worthy sites and interspersed with the misdeeds of the other members of the D.C. Clown Troupe. What is needed is a consistent catalog of these day-to-day gaffes and missteps focused on our beloved leader, Chimpy, the Kenyan.

In a recent e-mail to The Left Coast Rebel -- who does a pretty fair job of chronicling Obama's daily shortcomings himself -- I mentioned that we needed to start such a project and he responded with the link to The Obama Fail Blog. A quick review had me hooked. It became clear that there was no finer chronicling done in such a consistent workmanlike manner. While the progenitor does imbue some posts with editorial comment (hard to avoid given such blatant stupidity by the blog's subject), it does relate the cited events or circumstances in a pretty dispassionate manner. It's, um, you know, like Ed Morrissey's "Obamateurism" of the day/week, a site that will provide a regular historical record of what we had to endure for (hopefully) four years of this idiot -- day by day.

It started a little before the inauguration and continues almost daily.

The value of such a site as this is not that it will receive tremendous traffic for any one or more of its postings but for what it will have become on (again, hopefully) 21 January 2013. If the creator of this blog is smart, he will export the contents of his tour de force into hard copy, ship it off to a publisher, and have a souvenir coffee-table book made of it. I keep commenting on Morrissey's weekly Obamateurism that he should aggregate and publish similarly.

At present, we're probably living though what will prove to be the worst presidency in the history of this nation; not by inches, but by miles. You know, like Carter coming in at #43 and Obama coming in at, oh, say #67 because any president who follows him for the next century (at least) could not displace him from the bottom rung -- evah!. We will need to provide our grandchildren (still busy paying for this idiot's missteps) documentation as to how and why we got here.

Also, think back of the rumors and unseemly back stories that arise after a president leaves office. Are you remembering the huge stink bombs that materialized after Clinton's eight interminable years? How a lot of stuff came to light that was just flat-assed repugnant? Well, I think we're staring at something like that in *ahem* spades. Again, like Omaha, Nebraska and the Carter years for me, your mind will soften this memory and soothe your psyche convincing that it could not have been as bad as it really was. You will need a reminder.

..you know, a memory of the nightmare that was this failed presidency.