The Rise of the Untouchable

Barack Obama wasn’t just a president. He was a phenomenon. His campaign was marketed like a global brand launch. Hope and Change weren’t policies; they were slogans that felt like a mixtape about to drop. The media adored him. Anchors gushed. Hollywood swooned. He wasn’t covered like a politician; he was worshiped like a lifestyle guru.

Every misstep was repackaged as brilliance. Every stumble was sold as a teachable moment. If Obama sneezed, journalists debated whether it was the most presidential sneeze in history. By the time he left office, his aura was so polished it felt impossible to question—until now.

Because every golden statue eventually meets the hammer. And in this case, two hammers arrived: Megyn Kelly and Tulsi Gabbard.

The Manufactured Intelligence Bombshell

The real cracks began with revelations surrounding Obama’s alleged role in manufacturing intelligence assessments. According to whistleblowers inside the intelligence community, the infamous 2017 report on Russian interference was not just flawed—it was engineered. The “homework,” as critics put it, was written before the test even began.

The assessment’s conclusion—Russia wanted Trump—was, critics say, the answer Obama wanted, not the reality analysts observed. And if that’s true, it wasn’t just a political maneuver. It was an attempt to undermine the will of voters and ignite what became a years-long firestorm of Trump-Russia collusion hysteria.

The implications are devastating: an outgoing president allegedly using intelligence agencies to wage war on his successor. For Kelly and Gabbard, this wasn’t just a scandal. It was treasonous.

Megyn Kelly: The Scalpel That Cut Through the Media’s Illusions

Megyn Kelly has always been sharp, but when it comes to Obama, she’s a scalpel wielded with surgical precision. She doesn’t just criticize—she dissects. Her target isn’t just Obama, but the media bubble that shielded him.

Imagine a classroom where every student is writing essays praising the king. Then one student turns in a paper exposing the king’s fraud. That’s Kelly. While the media wrote love letters, she delivered autopsies.

She points out how Obama expanded surveillance, pursued whistleblowers with unmatched zeal, and oversaw drone strikes that annihilated villages. Yet the press shrugged. If any other president had done the same, headlines would’ve screamed apocalypse. With Obama, it was Tuesday.

Her argument? Obama wasn’t protected by excellence. He was protected by favoritism. And the journalists who should have held him accountable acted instead like unpaid interns at his personal fan club.

Tulsi Gabbard: The Blunt Hammer That Shattered the Illusion

If Kelly is the scalpel, Tulsi Gabbard is the hammer. She doesn’t care about the media’s biases. She cares about the blood, sweat, and chaos that Obama’s policies left behind.

As a combat veteran, Tulsi saw firsthand the cost of those “hopeful” foreign policies. Obama promised to unplug the war machine. Instead, he upgraded it. Drone strikes skyrocketed. Regime-change operations tore countries apart. Libya, once sold as a humanitarian mission, descended into a terrorist playground.

Tulsi doesn’t mince words. To her, Obama wasn’t a peace president—he was a salesman. He sold the same destructive policies with prettier speeches. And her credibility makes the critique sting. She wasn’t speculating from a news desk. She was pointing at the scars, saying: “I saw the damage. I lived it.”

The Personal Cracks: Marriage Rumors and Optics Gone Wrong

Adding fuel to the fire are whispers about Obama’s personal life. For years, he and Michelle were painted as America’s picture-perfect couple. But the recent public distance, Valentine’s Day posts that looked more choreographed than heartfelt, and his outings without her have sparked rumors.

Critics like Kelly note the optics: Michelle seated far away from Barack at public events, a “mediator” figure literally between them, and Obama appearing with others but not his wife. Whether speculation or reality, the cracks in the “perfect family” image mirror the cracks in his political legacy.

Because if Obama’s image was built on optics, then broken optics are enough to bring the whole house down.

Media Fanfiction vs. Reality

Kelly’s sharpest critique lands on the press. She calls their coverage of Obama “fanfiction with better lighting.” And she’s not wrong.

When scandals erupted, they weren’t scandals—they were reframed as complex challenges. When failures happened, they weren’t failures—they were noble attempts. Obama wasn’t just covered differently. He was shielded.

The contrast is absurd. Another president ramping up surveillance? Big Brother. Obama ramping up surveillance? Responsible oversight. Another president ordering drone strikes? A war criminal. Obama ordering drone strikes? A reluctant leader navigating complexity.

Kelly’s message is brutal: the media didn’t just cover Obama. They carried him.

Why This Takedown Hits Harder Than Usual

Most political critiques fade in the noise. But this one lands differently because Kelly and Gabbard complement each other.

Kelly exposes the protection racket—how the media polished Obama’s halo until it blinded everyone. Tulsi rips apart the reality—the wars, the chaos, the hypocrisy. Together, they strip away the illusions from two sides at once.

It’s like watching the wallpaper get torn down while the foundation is simultaneously smashed with a sledgehammer. By the time they’re done, Obama’s legacy looks less like a marble statue and more like a cardboard cutout left in the rain.

The Myth Collapses

Obama’s speeches are still legendary. He could read a grocery list and make it sound like prophecy. But speeches don’t stop bombs. Speeches don’t undo drone strikes. Speeches don’t erase surveillance states.

Kelly and Gabbard force a sobering realization: Obama wasn’t a flawless visionary. He was a politician with a brilliant marketing campaign. And once the myth is shattered, no amount of nostalgia can glue it back together.

Social media predictably erupts whenever Obama is criticized. His defenders treat him like a sacred cow, untouchable, beyond question. But the louder they shout, the clearer it becomes: the myth is fragile. And fragility is the enemy of truth.

Conclusion: The Emperor’s New Aura

Obama once walked like a political messiah, floated like a brand, and shone like the untouchable star of Washington. But thanks to the dual demolition by Kelly and Gabbard, the emperor’s aura looks less like divine light and more like a cleverly placed spotlight.

When the lights go out, what’s left is the reality: a president who promised transformation, but often delivered repetition. A legacy built less on achievement than on perception.

The truth isn’t pretty. But once you’ve seen it, you can’t unsee it.