You have probably seen this kind of guy at London parties, trailing ash from a fashionable cigarette into the carpet and making snide remarks about someone "being an abominable bore."
The good news, I suppose, is that since April Obama has evidently stopped dumping his ashes on the carpet and has acquired both a martini and a beautiful date. The bad news is that Rove clearly believes this tortured metaphor to be an evergreen suitable for extension to any elite-sounding gathering. Where will Obama be "the kind of guy you see" next? At a debutante ball? At Davos? Drinking $1000 Mint Juleps at the Kentucky Derby? Readers are invited to speculate in comments.