You’ve got to appreciate this little spot of self-aware meta-narcissism in Michael Powell’s NYT profile of Barack Obama today, a nice example of the straight-faced Times humor that Hendrik Hertzberg called out a few weeks back:

One of the curiosities about Mr. Obama is his professed lack of interest in the writers who pore over that life, trying to deconstruct his fractured family and geography. He claims not to read profiles that pile high in his plane.