Because he is LAZY.
President Obama, when he is his de facto office upstairs the one that is closer to Jarretts own office, and a short hop over to the residence, he spends his time there often in shorts, or sweats, a t-shirt, and those sandal things flip-flops. There is a large screen television in there and thats where hours of his time are spent when he is actually at the White House. Day in and day out. The First Lady rules the residence, and the president heads over to his 2nd floor West Wing study. Starting around last spring, he started to take regular briefings in there. And the instructions that went out on those briefings to the president were that they were to be most importantly brief. Anything more than about 15 minutes is unacceptable to Obama. So lets look through the eyes of someone heading into Barack Obamas upstairs office at the White House to give him a briefing.
Maybe its on national security. Maybe the economy. Energy policy. Whatever doesnt matter. The scenario being played out these days is pretty much the same regardless of the particulars. You knock on the door its always closed. Always. Often you have to knock for some time before being given approval from inside to enter. The big screen will be on the volume loud. You can easily hear it from outside the door. The sports channels are the ones most commonly playing, though sometimes the channel will be set to music, or Fox News. Sometimes Valerie Jarrett might be there, but most often it is just the president and his personal aide. A large leather chair will be facing the television its well worn. Not part of the White House furnishings but something the president must have brought in from back home. Thats where youll most often find the President of the United States the most powerful man in the free f**ing world.
He often sits with one leg draped over one of the chairs arms and the other leg stuck straight onto the floor. Shorts, sweats, a t-shirt, and like I said, no shoes or just those sandal things that so many of the younger people like to wear these days. And that leg thats draped over an arm of the chair will be bopping up and down, like like someone with a lot of nervous energy. Like a kid does. And theres the smell of smoke hanging on the president. The guy never quite smoking that was all bullsh*t. I told you that already. In fact, theres one of those smokeless ash trays on the desk in there. And that desk, its a mess. Magazines spread out all over it. Stupid sh*t too. Real low brow reading material the president is into. People. Rolling Stone. Lots of those tabloid things. The most common thread with this sh*t is its about the president. If its about him, hes gonna read it. Good or bad doesnt matter. If somebody is talking about him, hes reading it. Hes watching it. Whatever. The guys self-obsession is off the f***ing charts.
So thats what you first see when you enter the room the upstairs office, of President Obama. Next youre gonna notice how small the guy looks. Really thin. He pads his suits up you know. The top end. The shoulders. It became an actual issue during the 2008 campaign some of his handlers were saying it made his neck look too small. Fact is, it made his neck look just like it is small. The guy is scrawny. All knees and elbows sitting in that chair. Sometimes he gets up when you come in, sometimes he remains seated and will just turn the volume on the TV down with the remote and say, What you got? That foot is bouncing up and down while you give him the briefing, but he rarely looks over at you always looking at whatever is on the television.
If its Jarrett in the room, or the personal assistant, one of them is there to keep the time. Your time. Dont go over that ten minutes. And even if the president doesnt look like he hears a word youre saying, they are listening to everything. Every **da*n syllable coming out of your mouth, and if something is said they dont like, they jot down notes. Been told its to use for the end of day summary they give the president their own version of what is important and what can be ignored and who might need to be pushed down, or pushed out or whatever. So youre looking at the president, this skinny guy, whos ignoring you, whos dressed like some kind of f***ing frat boy wannabe, with somebody else taking notes on what youre saying, and then you get up and walk out.
The president might acknowledge you on some days, give a little not, maybe even a thank you, but most often he just continues to look at the TV, bounce that foot on the chair, his skin looking off-color, pale, the eyes out of focus, the hair a helleva lot more gray than is shown in public, the wrinkles around the mouth far deeper
and the hands. His fu***ng hands are so
they are just these thin little stick digits. They are like these long-fingered womans hands. And his wrists, you could wrap your own fingers all the way around those wrists again, so much like a womans hands. Almost freakish. Certainly not the strong alpha-male type image that America was given during the 2008 campaign.