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Snap out of it, Mr. President

I wish the president would go golfing again. Really.

He skipped it Sunday, a beautiful day, because he wanted to show the nation that he now finally understands the bad “optics” of golfing while frightening matters embroil the nation.

Actually, he has always understood optics. He just temporarily stopped caring about them. It was as if he wanted to escape the theatrics of his office, if only for a few weeks.

But he now realizes he can’t. He lives in the golden cage of the presidency, and there is no escape from it.

He gave a hangdog interview to Chuck Todd of NBC’s “Meet the Press” on Sunday. Here is part of it:

Todd: “During that vacation, you made the statement on (beheaded American journalist James) Foley (and then) you went and golfed. Do you want that back?”

Obama: “I should’ve anticipated the optics. You know, that’s part of the job. … Part of this job is also the theater of it. A part of it is, you know, how are you — well, it’s not something that always comes naturally to me. But it matters.”

Oh, gimme a break.