I am an Obamabot. I sip Kool Aid all day, listening to recordings of his best speeches, mouthing the words. I recommend all the diaries that show glitzy pictures of his unbelievably cute family. I write diaries that say that he should be given the benefit of the doubt for his first six months because he is inheriting a mess from George W. Bush. I respond negatively to Kossacks that give him grief. I excuse the FISA and other disappointments by suggesting that he has a lot to think about. In short, I am in the tank for him, "Big Time," as Dick Cheney might say.
So now, coming off a vacation in Martha’s Vineyard, coming off the congressional recess, emerging in the chaos of a vacuum of leadership, coming off a slight rebound of public showing of support for his policies, this is where I expect him to come up big. This is where I have to draw the line as a big, unwavering supporter of Barack Obama.