i was at a crazy college party at a very posh resort. everyone was dressed to the nines and the alcohol was flowing. it was fun and everyone was laughing. a jagged piece of info made it's way through the crowd; obama was mixing and serving drinks at the mai tai bar. of course everyone wanted a drink mixed by obama and soon hundreds of people were crowded around him clambering for a presidential cocktail. someone grabbed my arm and said, 'obama needs help' and i found myself working and pouring beside him. he was smiling and sweet as he worked very hard to make good drinks and ask everyone's name as he passed it to them. i kept thinking about how difficult it was not to like him as he seemed so friendly and earnest. after a couple of hours there was a lull and the secret service was pinching off the line. obama turned his attention to me and thanked me for all my help. as he shook my hand i said, 'you seem so authentic, i don't understand how you could lie to so many people who believed in you.' i could see in his eyes that he was aware of his deception but was taken off guard by the question in this setting and began fumbling for words. michelle was dozens of meters away but saw the change in her husband's demeanor instantly and motioned for the secret service to take him away from me. within moments he was gone.
i remember thinking i was glad i didn't vote for him, but sad that there was just no one to believe in anymore.