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Foreign. Hello, it's Miranda. I'm back with a new mini episode of Pod Force One. This feature is a little more topical and relevant to my job as a columnist for the New York Post. Today the topic is Barack Obama's effort to step up and lead his embattled party by not leading it at all. Just as his party is overrun by communist revolutionaries, Barack Obama has decided to take centre stage in a frenetic public relations campaign, ostensibly to promote his so called library. He's here, there and everywhere, silkily opining about everything under the sun except the only thing that matters the disintegration of his party. Like Nero playing the fiddle while Rome burned, Obama is curiously detached from the disaster he helped create. Democrats desperately need a leader to rally around, but all they have is Obama. He is the only former Democrat president who is still sharp, charismatic and dynamic enough to take up the mantle. Bill Clinton, while reasonably well liked and not crazy despite his wife, has significant health problems and is in no shape to do more than make the occasional token appearance and help raise money. Clearly, Joe Biden, the only other living former Democrat president, can barely function in public, as was evident in his Saturday night performance at a fundraiser for the Maryland Democrat Party. Quite why he or Dr. Jill would want to mark the two year anniversary of his disastrous final debate humiliation against Donald Trump by fumbling through his first keynote address in a casino at a boxing themed Fight Back and Win gala is a mystery. Maybe it's because he can't rest unless he is exorcising the Trump monster still living in his head. He even hired his old pool guy to fix the reflecting pool. Whoa, what a loser, biden said of his predecessor turned successor. The audience clapped like seals because all the establishment ring of the party has, by way of policies or aspiration, is Trump derangement. So all eyes turn to Obama, a lithe and relatively youthful 64 whose God given gifts still shine brightly as the savior who will lead them out of the wilderness of democratic socialism, open borders and rigged elections and back to the promised land of common sense policies and voter enthusiasm. But he has nothing. He is out and about promoting his $850 million Obama Presidential center that squats menacingly on the shores of Lake Michigan in 19 acres of public parkland gifted to Obama by the city of Chicago when his former chief of staff, Rahm Emanuel was mayor. But what he's really promoting is himself. The granite clad building's grim, brutalist design is an unwitting symbol of his benighted presidency, despoiling its beautiful surroundings and offering nothing uplifting or ennobling to the chumps who pay $30 to go inside. Dubbed the Abomination, it's been likened to a Klingon prison, a megalith, a toilet and a trash can. But inside is where the fun starts. The grand opening two weeks ago on the fake new racial holiday Juneteenth, of course was attended by Obama worshipping luminaries such as Oprah Winfrey, Tom Hanks, George Lucas, perhaps looking for inspiration for the next Death Star. Stephen Colbert, Stevie Wonder, who at least was spared the ugliness. Bruce Springsteen and Buono Obama basked in their adulation as they oohed and ahhed at the wonders of his creation. All the living presidents except you know who attended Obama did the chummy routine he's adopted lately, with Republican George W. And Laura Bush palling around and grinning for photographs as if the ex presidents are all one big happy bipartisan family only ruined by the dreaded Trump. At the end of the ceremony, Obama played air guitar on stage and Dr. Jill abandoned her befuddled husband to scurry off with the cool kids yet again, shirking her duty of ensuring Joe wasn't embarrassed in public by his inability to find the exit. Obama, the host, didn't mind that Joe was humiliated, all the better to showcase his superiority, just like that time during the campaign when he led the disoriented then president off stage in ostentatiously attentive fashion at a George Clooney hosted fundraising you're in la. Poor Joe probably won't ever get a library because the donors want to forget he ever existed, and that suits Obama down to the ground. He wants nobody overshadowing his legacy. Just like the ceremony, the library that is not a library is a monument to the self. Regarding former President Obama is the central focus of the entire museum, with enormous portraits and photographs of Barak and Michelle as imperial rulers and dozens of installations, interactive exhibits and videos depicting his inspirational life story as the first black president. His blackness is depicted as the essence of his presidency, even though technically he only half qualifies. The parts of the museum that aren't devoted to him are shrines to black people, artists, storytellers, activists, community organizers and regular black people from Chicago's south side, which the Hawaii born Obama has appropriated for his origin story. Just as his presidency was never all inclusive, so too does his center seek to divide and conquer. Obama's dulcet tones echo through every room like the disembodied voices in Big Brother or Brave New World that tell citizens what to think, who to hate, what to believe and how to behave. Quote I'm asking you to believe not in my ability to bring about change, but in yours, he intones. That doesn't sound too different from the hypnopaedic slogans in Aldous Huxley's sci fi classic Everyone belongs to Everyone else. I'm glad I'm not an Epsilon. Progress is lovely. Even Lefty New York magazine was appalled by the narcissism describing the Obama center as a, quote, dimly lit, multi storey shrine to the President as prophet, with messages of humility blazing from every wall and screen. End quote. The biggest gaslight of all is seen in the four foot high monumental concrete letters engraved atop the building in which Obama humbly quotes himself the single most powerful word in our democracy is the word we, end quote. But we doesn't mean what we think it means. It means racial division, Obama style, which was the single legacy of his presidency, paving the way for Trump's ascension and laying the ground for the Democrats current Civil War. One day somebody should take a chisel to those concrete letters and replace we with me. At least that would be historically accurate. Thanks for listening. Don't forget to come back on Wednesday for the next episode of Podforce One with Alex Berenson. One of the last of the true journalists and a warrior for free speech, the former New York Times reporter challenged conventional wisdom on everything from cannabis to Covid, was censored, cast out and ended up winning every time. Hope you can tune in and have a great week.
Host: Miranda Devine (New York Post columnist)
Date: June 29, 2026
Summary of Main Theme
In this sharply opinionated “Monday Mini” episode, Miranda Devine examines Barack Obama’s recent attempts to reassert his presence on the political stage amidst the Democratic Party’s internal chaos. Devine contends that Obama is conducting a high-profile public relations campaign, framed as promotion for his new presidential library, while evading any meaningful leadership for his struggling party. The episode critiques Obama’s personal brand, the party’s leadership vacuum, and the symbolic importance (and perceived flaws) of the Obama Presidential Center.
“Democrats desperately need a leader to rally around, but all they have is Obama. He is the only former Democrat president who is still sharp, charismatic, and dynamic enough to take up the mantle.”
“Obama, the host, didn’t mind that Joe was humiliated, all the better to showcase his superiority, just like that time during the campaign when he led the disoriented then president off stage…”
“A dimly lit, multi-storey shrine to the President as prophet, with messages of humility blazing from every wall and screen” (03:25).
“The single most powerful word in our democracy is the word ‘we’.”
Devine argues “‘we’ doesn’t mean what we think it means. It means racial division, Obama style, which was the single legacy of his presidency” (03:44).
“One day somebody should take a chisel to those concrete letters and replace ‘we’ with ‘me’. At least that would be historically accurate.”
Miranda Devine’s episode is a biting critique of both the Democratic Party’s present leadership vacuum and Barack Obama’s perceived self-promotional focus at a time of historic party infighting. Through pointed observations, cultural references, and sarcasm, she argues Obama’s legacy is not unity but division — and that his current efforts only reinforce that narrative. Anyone interested in the internal dynamics of modern Democratic politics, or in critical takes on political legacy-building, will find the episode engaging and provocative.