It’s straight out of soap opera: “Tears welled up. … He hugged her, held her face, kissed her cheek.” In fact, it’s a description of the Bullshitter-in-Chief expressing his war anguish in private, as the Washington Post headline says. Not so private that a reporter didn’t report the scene. Not so private that it didn’t make The Post’s front page. Not so private that it didn’t appear just in time for the election campaign. The warm bath of sentimentality for a president who “has presided over more U.S. military casualties than any since Richard M. Nixon” — portrayed as though he is the victim rather than the cause of so much pain — is enough to turn your stomach. Mine, anyway. Besides, I remember Nixon:
