I've already had my midlife crisis (actually, I've had several, starting in my 20s; why wait till the last minute?), and I don't especially want to live through someone else's. But I apparently have no choice. When the president wallows in approaching-50 angst, you sort of have to pay attention:
President Obama turns 49 years old today, and while it's not quite the milestone of the big 5-0, clearly he is ringing in another year only grudgingly.
Obama has made references in the past week to the outward signs of his aging.
"I will be 49 this week," Obama said in Atlanta on Monday. "I have a lot more gray hair than I did last year."
He followed that comment this week with two more references lamenting his dark hair going grayer with each month in office.
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And then there are the inward signs of his age -- a slowing metabolism.
At the Tastee Sub Shop in Edison, N.J., last week, the president implied that his upcoming birthday means that he has to start making smarter choices about his food portions.
"I want everyone to know [that] when I was 20 I could order a 12-inch," he joked. "I'm turning 49 next week, which means [I can order] just the half."
Your hair is getting gray, and you can't eat the 12-inch pizza anymore! Oh, the horror. That's what we get for electing a wet-behind-the-ears whippersnapper like Obama. Get over it, you big whiner. You're 49, and next year you'll be 50. I'd let you in on the secret of what happens then, but you already have the mid-terms to worry about and I wouldn't want you to freak completely.
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And everyone knows, or else should know, that presidents tend to age in dog years.