‘He can’t dunk, wore his hat cocked to look cool… and danced like Mick Jagger’

Love birds: Mr Obama married Michelle Robinson on October 3 1992 in Chicago. Obama allegedly once told a friend he would quit smoking once he got married, because then he could get fat

Really?  He hasn’t stopped smoking.  Perhaps it’s that “bitter clinger” comment indirectly directed at somebody.

‘In the Honolulu of Barry’s teenage years marijuana was flourishing up in the hills, out in the countryside, in covert greenhouses everywhere. It was sold and smoked right there in front of your nose; Maui Wowie, Kauai Electric, Puna Bud, Kona Gold, and other local variations of pakololo were readily available.’

‘A self-selected group of boys at Punahou School who loved basketball and good times called themselves the Choom Gang. Choom is a verb, meaning “to smoke marijuana”.’

‘Barry popularized the concept of “roof hits”: when they were chooming in the car all the windows had to be rolled up so no smoke blew out and went to waste; when the pot was gone, they tilted their heads back and sucked in the last bit of smoke from the ceiling.’

‘When you were with Barry and his pals, if you exhaled precious pakalolo (Hawaiian slang for marijuana, meaning “numbing tobacco”) instead of absorbing it fully into your lungs, you were assessed a penalty and your turn was skipped the next time the joint came around. “Wasting good bud smoke was not tolerated,” explained one member of the Choom Gang, Tom Topolinski.’

‘Barry also had a knack for interceptions. When a joint was making the rounds, he often elbowed his way in, out of turn, shouted “Intercepted!,” and took an extra hit. No one seemed to mind.’

‘In another section of the yearbook, students were given a block of space to express thanks and define their high school experience. Nestled below [Obama’s] photographs was one odd line of gratitude: “Thanks Tut [his grandmother], Gramps, Choom Gang, and Ray [his drug dealer] for all the good times.” A hippie drug-dealer made his acknowledgments; his own mother did not.’

‘Their favorite hangout was a place they called Pumping Stations, a lush hideaway off an unmarked, roughly paved road partway up Mount Tantalus. They parked single file on the grassy edge, turned up their stereos playing Aerosmith, Blue Oyster Cult, and Stevie Wonder, lit up some “sweet-sticky Hawaiian buds” and washed it down.

Why are we finally getting a glimpse of this composite?