If you wrote this about a monarch it might seem a trifle silly; writing it about a mere politician is simply embarrassing. So, take it away Peggy Noonan:
Heaven help us. If the President is expected to be Comforter-in-Chief, can you have an effective, let alone a sensible, politics? Noonan's hand-wringing might be answered by a dictatorship, not a republic. Over to you, messrs Wilkinson, Healy and Larison...“
I always now think of a good president as sitting at the big desk and reaching out with his long arms and holding on to the left, and holding on to the right, and trying mightily to hold it together, letting neither spin out of control, holding on for dear life. I wish we were seeing that. I don't think we are.