Obama in Russia decides to blow off his hosts on the final night. He takes his family to the “the O2 Lounge, the super-chic, super-pricey rooftop club at the new Ritz-Carlton” the home of “swaggering tycoons and leggy models.” As the NY Times point outs — perhaps the Secret Service cleared them out for the evening. (Read review of the O2.)
It feels like Obama thinks the Presidency is a way to have impressive dates. NY dinner and show, Paris dinner with Michelle, clubbing with the family — why do every time I see them socializing do I hear this song?