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  • I ran across this picture online today. In addition to being patently hilarious, it reflects the two Presidents' times so vividly.

    On the left, Clinton, who brought us into the 21st century, pre 9-11, pre-dot com and housing bubbles, is out there and proud, ready to party. He brought some friends with him, and I'm willing to bet he's got six or seven fine Cuban cohibas and a flask of Johnnie Walker Blue stowed somewhere in his coat pockets. You can almost hear the tapping as those in the room text their friends in the Washington press corps: "Clinton is here, shit is about to get real."

    In contrast, over on the right, we have Obama, who inherited two wars and an economy with an engine like that of a Geo Metro - built in the 90s to be steady and reliable, but sputtering through the 10s with the aid of duct tape, hope, and the bear minimum amount of required maintenance. He looks tired to the point of exhaustion, his posture and expression a sort of resolute, dignified resignation. Like many today, he's not about to give up, but he could sure use a break, or at least some good news.

    When I realized just how vivid a visual metaphor this picture is, two things happened: 1) I no longer found it funny, and 2) I became insanely jealous of the Clinton years. Living in 2012 instead of 1999 suddenly feels like staying home while an amazing party that you were not invited to is going on down the street. That said, in a strange way it's also liberating - you know you can't go, so you just find something good on Netflix, crack a beer, and, like Obama, stand tall and patiently wait for that good news to show up.
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