Kennedy did virtually nothing during his time in the House and Senate. His Pulitzer Prize-winning book, "Profiles in Courage," was ghostwritten. But at least by the time JFK ran for president, he'd been a federal-level politician for 14 years. He'd been a war hero. While Obama is just as manufactured as JFK was, he's half as qualified and twice as phony.
JFK never posed as a hard-bitten man of the people -- Obama, who has experienced little to no racism in his life, poses as a champion over discrimination. His first book, "Dreams from My Father," is an ode to victimology, with Obama painting himself as a sensitive straight arrow stuck between two worlds. We're supposed to weep with him when he turns to cocaine because he feels uncomfortable with both the non-blacks and the militant blacks at his privileged high school in Hawaii. We're supposed to sigh when he finds his identity in his African ancestry -- even though he'd never spent a day in Africa until his mid-20s.
JFK never shied away from debating Nixon -- Obama refuses to take on Hillary, knowing he'll be cut to pieces. JFK never plagiarized his talking points -- Obama steals from his buddy, Massachusetts Gov. Deval Patrick. JFK made clear his positions on the issues -- Obama obfuscates, repeating the word "change" as though it were a magical talismanic incantation. Which it is, as far as his empty-headed constituents are concerned.
Obama is inauthentic. His creepily similar responses to the fainting incidents are too identical to be spontaneous. The rash of swooning, star-struck supporters at Obama's speeches smacks of insincerity. Instead of offering his fainting followers water, he ought to be offering them Kool-Aid.