If you ever needed proof that the Left still doesn’t understand memes — or messaging, for that matter — look no further than Chicago’s newest monument to overthought design and political self-importance: the Barack Obama Presidential Center.
The Obama Library contains a *literal* wall of text
Physically building lefty memes pic.twitter.com/DWIZnJ0iPn
— Covfefe Anon (@CovfefeAnon) October 20, 2025
Yes, that one. The massive, taxpayer-funded architectural experiment that’s been dubbed a “library” but, in true postmodern fashion, doesn’t actually house any physical books. And if that doesn’t tell you everything about the modern Left, the building’s newest feature does: an enormous, sky-high wall of text that wraps around the structure like a Word document that escaped into the real world.
This isn’t satire. It’s real.
In what can only be described as a tribute to the internet’s long-running joke, “The Left Can’t Meme,” the Obama Center now boasts a literal monument to the idea. While conservatives have mastered the art of the meme — short, sharp, funny, and instantly understood — the Left still thinks meming is about writing a dissertation on a JPEG. Now they’ve taken that digital confusion and carved it into stone, high above Chicago, for the whole world to squint at.
Forget inspiring quotes etched into clean marble. This is a wall of words, so cluttered and lengthy that no one can actually read it unless they’ve brought binoculars and a thesaurus. And just like most leftist memes, the more you try to decipher it, the less sense it makes.
162 of Trump’s lies. pic.twitter.com/C9Guv58vRH
— Democrats (@TheDemocrats) August 17, 2024
One name on the wall really threw people for a loop: Ed. As in, “What did Ed do?” Why is Ed being immortalized in Obama’s stone TED Talk? No one knows. Maybe he fixed a printer. Maybe he held the door open once. Either way, Obama mentioned him, and now Ed is apparently part of presidential history.
Posters online have already had a field day. The wall has been compared to a cereal box — specifically, a box of Alpha-Bits with “Kamala” written in Sharpie across the top. The joke writes itself: just pour out a handful of letters, and poof, a Kamala Harris speech appears. Add a little milk and it’s Breakfast with the Vice President — guaranteed to confuse you before 9 a.m.
There’s no denying that the structure is… modern. But if you define “modern” as sterile, humorless, and impossible to connect with, then yes — mission accomplished. Like so much of what progressivism produces these days, it’s big, expensive, performative, and utterly divorced from the average American’s instincts.
