I went to the White House on Tuesday night, the eve of the first anniversary of Barack Obama’s inauguration. On January 20, 2009, Pennsylvania Avenue was packed with a sea of adoring people. On Tuesday night, following Scott Brown’s seismic victory in Massachusetts, I decided to check out the White House grounds. I drove through Rock Creek Park and got to the White House pretty quickly, in about twenty minutes. The grounds were eerily silent. They seemed abandoned and dead. Having been in the White House, I know what lights are part of the residence and the East and West...