Obama's past loves in new book

U.S. President Barack Obama. REUTERS/Kevin Lamarque

U.S. President Barack Obama. REUTERS/Kevin Lamarque

Liz Braun, QMI Agency

, Last Updated: 4:07 PM ET

George Clooney wasn't kidding when he said he'd never run for office because of his bad-boy past.

As he put it, "I f----d too many chicks and did too many drugs," leaving that regrettable hepcat '60s reference to women to speak for its unelectable self.

Clooney understands that when you're a celebrity, hunting season runs 365 days of the year.

Witness bits from a new book by David Maraniss called Barack Obama: The Story, which are all over Vanity Fair magazine this month. They offer details of the President's life in the mid-'80s when he had graduated from Columbia and was living in New York.

Of course, his sex life comes up.

President Obama has somehow managed to run the nation for four years without benefit of intern sex scandal, Hollywood sex scandal, underage congressional page sex scandal, prostitution ring sex scandal or naked twitter photos sex scandal, but it seems nobody passes through the White House unscathed.

In the Maraniss book, the President's past girlfriends offer up memories and diary entries to describe what it was like to get naked with the future preezy.

Woo hoo!

And it's riveting stuff. One former lover speaks of Obama's sexual warmth and describes how his bedroom smells:

"I open the door that Barack keeps closed to his room and enter in a warm, private space pervaded by a mixture of smells that so strongly speak of his presence, his liveliness, his habits -- running sweat, Brut spray deodorant, smoking, eating raisins, sleeping, breathing," writes Genevieve Cook.

She recalls that President Obama spent Sundays drinking coffee and doing the crossword while wrapped in a sarong. A sarong? And the guy claims to have a U.S. birth certificate??!!!

As competitive Canadians, we can't help wondering how our own Stephen Harper would stack up in any memoir about youthful, post-college days.

We have a funny feeling there wouldn't be any sarongs involved (try not to get a mental picture) and the cryptic crossword seems like a stretch, too ('Mine fist is raised in hope, ladies!': 8 letters) but perhaps the two men have coffee in common.

As for what Mr. Harper's environment might smell like, that's easy -- some combo of damp wool toque, Purell, MacIntosh's Toffee and baloney.

Have a nice day. Somewhere else.

 


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